Novel & Cerita Gubuk Fantasi

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

I fell on all four and couldn't help but vomit, the ride here was crazy, the fear was affecting me, he pulled my hair away making my scalp feel likes it's on fire. We weren't in the same house as last time, we were in some kind of warehouse, he dragged me inside using my hair, I fell few times and stumbled on the way but he didn't care. The warehouse was empty, except for a few boxes and few tables, this is where he does his business, I knew that from when we first dated. I thought it was so exciting to have a boyfriend who deal with drugs and guns, ohh my mafia lover, what an idiot I was.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

I tensed up, and shivers ran down my spine as he trailed his fingers across my chin. “You eat humans? Animals? Flesh?” I asked, my lips quivering, not certain if it was because I was scared or because I was buried in anticipation and feeling the feeling his fingers gave against my lips at the moment. “We aren't cannibals; we don't eat humans, although we scratch and bite, yes, that we do, yet above all, all those fairy tales you have watched in movies and stories you've heard. They are all lies; I'll explain more, and you will understand our way as time goes by. '' he explained, his eyes not lifting off mine by a bit.

Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands. I leaned on the wall, with my legs wide opened as I thrust my fingers into my pussy. I started to imagine Jack’s cock stretching my pussy as he grinded his waist into mine, and his hand choking my neck as I held them myself. I couldn’t stop now, the imaginations, me fucking myself. I kept on feeling his tongue suck my nipples. Twirling his tongue on my tits as stroked his cock into me. I continued as my fingers went into my pussy faster.

But no children. Tyboll fills the doorway and everything inside of me heats. It's a strange burn that is almost painful - like the dream. I suck air into my lungs and his scent fills me. His shaggy, unkempt hair and beard cover his face and leave nothing but his startling brown gaze to stare into my soul. This is a mistake. I need to hold my breath or come up with a quick spell so I only exhale in his presence. And he says I stink.

"What! You don't even know what it looks like." "I'll see what happens. I'm not a coward, and I doubt magic is real," replied Gumba, then he proceeded into the garden. Immediately he put his right leg into it, the thick tan of darkness disappeared, bringing back to life every life and object in the surrounding. But he was mistaken; the leg he had put into the garden turned leprous and he began groaning in great pain.

Luminga-linga siya pero wala naman siyang nakitang tao. Who's that? "Even your other voice said it." "Belive in yourself," parang hanging saad nito. Huminga muna ako nang malalim at hindi na muna nag-salita. Pumunta na lang kami sa bookstore at nag-hanap ng bagong babasahin. Then one book caught my attention. Ang ganda nang cover niya mahahalata mong fantasy siya. It's like a harry potter but with spice.

“Alright, fine. Cards on the table. The real team building starts now. We’ve got these hot toddies, spiked just enough to loosen tongues. No judgments, no HR bullshit. We’re confessing fantasies around the fire. Dark ones. The ones we bury under spreadsheets and sales calls. Who wants to go first?” The room got quiet for a moment, just the pop of the logs in the fire filling the air. My heart started picking up speed, that tingly warmth turning into a buzz that ran through my whole body, making my skin feel electric. What the hell was in this drink? It was making my thoughts race, my body reacting in ways I couldn’t control. I pressed my thighs together without thinking, feeling a heat start

Until dawn crept through the curtains. Until the package arrived. Until tomorrow became today. And the fantasy The forbidden, addictive, all-consuming fantasy Became forever. Fade out on the snow. On two new passports lying open on the dresser. On two gold bands glinting in the wea k morning light. On her moan soft, satisfied as he whispered against her skin: “The fantasy never has to end.”