Game Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She teased and I was very flustered. Baby gems my foot! Her imagination is getting wilder by the second, she's been watching too many fan fictions lately, her innocence, jeez! "Shut up Ione! Grab yourself a man first before you tease me," I challenged and she knew she lost. Because she has too many idols, though some of them are K-Pop idols and some of them are fictional characters, she's never going to have a boyfriend unless she isekai's herself or if she lowers her standards. That fandom is eating her alive.

Kelly spread her legs wider and began to hump Julia's face. Over in the easy chair, the Stalker had his pants open and was busy with his hand wrapped round his surprisingly white cock. His eyes were glued to the action on the bed and he failed completely to notice the slight stirring of the corpse lying against the wall. Julia slipped her other hand between Kelly's legs and began stroking her index finger up and down the crack in her ass. The skin was slick with sweat and cunt juices, the stimulation of the finger made Kelly buck her hips more. Then Julia placed her finger against the pucker of Kelly's ass. "No!" Kelly yelped. "Not there." But Julia's tongue was making her receptive to thing

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

Neither the chilled watermelon nor the cold air conditioning could cool the heat in my body. Damn it. I suddenly hated my photographic memory. Those two pages I saw in Kane’s room kept replaying in my head. It was a fanfiction. The female lead was me. The male lead was Wane. It was normal for fans to ship me and Wane. But who told me CP fans these days were so bold? The fanfiction’s plot was this: Because I complained about a werewolf couple fooling around in public, they cursed me—I would have to spend eighteen rounds in bed with my Fate Mate to maintain my human form. Otherwise, I would turn into a pig.

He turned back to see a smirk on Tiger's face. **** Heyy, it's your author Geni. Please note that everything written here is nothing but fiction. Please vote as you read, comment your thoughts, and don't forget to leave a review, I am very open to constructive criticism. Genika3na.

She makes me want things I never thought I'd want. "Are you a boob guy?" She asks lifting her hands to cover mine. "No. I think I'm a you-guy." I say rolling her nipples between my fingers "You're utter perfection. Every part of you was sculpted to drive me crazy." My hands squish her tits together and I bend to lick the water off. I'm not condoning it but fuck do I understand why Fan married her. "Think you can go again, big boy?" Her fingers wrap around my already hard cock making it jerk with anticipation. I'm ready to be inside her again. Hopefully this time it'll be longer and harder.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

Damian, “Let’s meet and talk, okay? Some things can’t be said clearly in the game.” Adriana, “No need. I don’t want to see you again. I feel so disgusted now. While being intimate with your fiancee, you also want to flirt with a girl in the game. Damian, although this is just a game. The person playing the game is real. You betrayed your fiancee.” I frowned and wanted to say something, but this time Gloria came in. She looked at me and frowned. She smiled and said, “Damian, what’s wrong? Why are you frowning so tightly? Stuck at the game?”