Greed Stories Novels & Stories

Sara His cock always tasted crazily good. That was why I kept coming back for more. I would say I was slowly becoming addicted to it, which isn't a good sign. He's Layla's father. Layla's my best friend. Someone I shouldn’t even have a dirty thought about. I had betrayed her and didn't even feel that guilty about it. And even now, with her downstairs, I couldn't think about anything else but getting pleasured by her father. Carson gripped my head tighter, shoving his cock deeper inside my mouth.

“Oh, Father, the thoughts I had about this man... they were really, really dirty. I took off my bra and showed off my tits to him. He seemed to really like it. His eyes glazed over; I was going to bury his face in them until he was out of breath…” I sucked in a deep breath. I didn’t know when it happened, but my zipper had come undone and I had slipped my hand inside my briefs. Caution had been blown completely to the wind. I didn’t care where I was, or that I had returned to a habit I’d struggled to let go of for years. All I knew was that I was painfully hard and I had to rub one off to Candy telling me, in that sweet voice, all the naughty things she wanted to do to me. At least it would

That might be one of the cause. Man, greed can be as scary as that, huh? Reminds me of the time where I mass bought all the in-game items for my dating simulation game. Because of my greed, I ended up having to settle for a single cup ramen every day for a whole month after finishing my allowance for that month. I shook my head and heaved a sigh. I just hope that was not a case. Handling greedy people can be tough.

“I don’t think it is going to be that easy. Our pack isn’t special. There isn’t anything here that someone would want.” He tilts his head. “You never know. It could be something you don’t even think is special, but they want. Often times, it doesn’t take much for someone else to want it. It could be as simple as someone likes where your pack lands are situated compared to the other packs. This territory is away from the big packs like mine. Or it could be something like some rare herb or produce that only your pack raises which they want. You never know what makes a person greedy or jealous of what someone else has.”

When I didn’t say anything, he continued. “I heard stories of how some packs treated their lower ranked wolves badly.” He frowned as though he was straining to tell the story, and it piqued my interest. Did he also have a secret he wasn’t ready to share? I patiently waited for him to continue. “I myself lost someone important because of the greed of werewolves.” I stole a look as he spoke. He wasn’t looking at me and I noticed pain flash in his eyes.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

NATALIE'S POV The garage beneath our apartment building was dim and quiet, the kind of late-night hush that made every small sound feel louder than it should. I sat behind the wheel of my car, the engine still ticking as it cooled down. My heart was pounding hard, and the short drive home from the bar had done nothing to calm the fire that had been building between my legs all night. The stranger’s words kept looping in my head, low and filthy, whispered right against my ear while we waited for drinks: “I’d bend you over right here if I could, pretty girl.”

Rose said making me smirk and look out of the wide pure glass window of my office. “Hmnn greed is really something you can’t fight and it always gets the best of us to go down. They wanted a more profitable and satisfying investment that will not only double but triple their money they immediately take our bait and cancel their contracts with the Pilkins. Poor uncle, he is already rich and powerful if only he is not involved in a bad business and doesn’t even dream of having the Villaflor state he will be fine. BUT, greed is really a biatch. I hope this can become a great lesson for him.” I said and Rose snort and look at the window with a smirk. “I hope it will be a lesson he will learn fro

“That’s good to hear. Cause I wanna keep fucking you, Sabrina.” “I want that too.” _____________________ TWO DAYS LATER. Graham had taken me out for dinner and he apologized for turning down sex the night before. I told him it was cool but he made it up to me by getting me some diamonds and a luxury bag. I told him he didn't need to fuck me if he didn't want to and he’d been so happy to hear that. If only he knew his son was doing what he couldn't. “I’ll be back in three weeks, dear,” Graham smiled at me. I knew he was happy to be away from me for a short while and well, I was happy too.

They made her crawl and clean both cocks with her tongue, licking every drop of cum, ass juice, and pussy cream. Lia lay there afterward, legs spread obscenely, covered in sweat, spit, and cum. Her holes twitched and leaked. She felt completely destroyed. And she fucking loved it. Ethan crouched down and shoved three fingers into her sloppy cunt, stirring the mess. “How do you feel?” “Like a whore,” she whispered hoarsely, smiling through the mess on her face. “Your filthy whore.” Jax laughed. “She’s ready for the team party tomorrow. Gonna let the whole locker room run a train on this cum-guzzling slut?”.