Heather Brooke Nsfw Novels & Stories

A week passed a week of stolen glances across the lawn, of late-night text messages that were more explicit than any p**n script, of a constant, throbbing ache between her legs that only he could soothe. She was addicted. Completely and utterly addicted to him, to the danger, to the raw, primal pleasure he gave her.

Christopher relaxes after three whiskeys and a few shots offered by interested women. One of the women, probably not over 22 years old, leaves the group of friends where she was and shamelessly sits next to Christopher. Rose was her name, or she said so. A finger slides down his arm, and a hand rests on his knee. A few insinuations later, Christopher lets himself be seduced. Discreetly, the brother leaves the table and joins the other girls, sitting in the seat that had previously been Rose's.

he says softly. Stepping back, I nod and reach around slowly pulling my dress down my shoulders. I’m not wearing a bra, so my breasts slide out easily from my top. My nipples are already hard, in anticipation of Drake’s mouth being on them. As I step forward the dress slides the rest of the way off, so I am just in my black lace thong. Drake’s breath catches as he moves forward picking me up bridal style and laying me slowly on the bed. As he stares into my eyes for a moment in time, he moves forward putting kisses along my jaw and landing on my mouth. We enjoy a slow kiss, our tongues moving slowly over one another.

KAYLEE Grunts, pants, and moans filled the room from all sides while I silently filmed their sex escapades. Sam grunted as he grabbed Britney by the hair and jerked her head back before sinking his teeth into her neck like some vampire. But vampires were way more handsome than whatever the chopped bastard looked like. His dick was stuck right into her ass, and he wouldn't stop eating up her neck while slamming into her. I turned in Jane's direction, and they weren't slacking off either.

“W–why’d you stop?” My voice was breathy, almost a whine. My thighs were trembling. I was right there. He sucked his fingers into his mouth, watching me with hooded eyes. “Do you think you deserve to come already?” I didn’t even answer. My brain was half-melted. My body throbbed with need. Haruki’s warm and slick fingers hovered near my thigh. He leaned in close until his lips brushed my ear and I could feel his smirk. “That little body of yours is too sensitive. You’d explode if I kept going.”

I looked at her confused as I said “What? Yes I mean no, no we didn’t.. it was just a kiss but it was nothing.” “Well it is really serious because Steve just added you into his list of girls he had fucked this year and he didn’t say the nicest things about you,” she said shoving the phone to me and my eyes widened in shock. What the actual fuck was this? ‎

“Look at that. You're already soaked for us. You're such a needy little slut hiding behind that shy act.” He yanked the dress over my head, leaving me in just my bra and panties. My nipples were hard peaks straining against the lace. Dickson unhooked my bra from behind and my full tits spilled free, heavy and aching. “Fuck, these tits are made for sucking,” Darren growled. He cupped one roughly, his thumb flicking the sensitive bud until I whimpered. Dickson pressed against my back, his massive erection grinding against my ass. “On your knees, Kathy. It's time to worship your stepbrothers’ cocks.”

A hurray for me, yay. Sighing, I went towards my locker. She smirked at me, giving me the space to open up the lock. Opening up the metal door, I placed my books inside and closed it. “What do you need?” I said, turning towards her. I was already tired and I didn’t want another drama. “Aw, poor whore is talking back?” Her high pitched voice entered my ears. I winced back. “Oh wait, you’re not a whore, you’re a fucking prostitute who loves to open her legs.”

Hector laughed in astonishment, "woah, you don't mean that, do you?" "Of course I mean it." "So... You mean to say if I need to get under those hot bikinis of yours, I would be given a chance without having to pull a thread." I raised a brow, "Is that what you really want?" "If you'll accept, then yes." "where would you start off with?" "I'd like those n**ples pointing at me through your wet bra." I drew closer and our arms rubbed since we were seated side-by-side. Hector stretched an arm, passing it through my back and slid his hand under my bra. Filling his palm with my full br**st, he invited the other and squeezed them several times.

She wasn’t mine. I reopened the laptop, dug deeper. Her Twitter—X, whatever—linked. @ScarletSirenXXX. Verified, 200k followers. Tweets promoting vids: “New scene dropping tonight! Watch me get bred by my ‘brother-in-law.’ Who wants to be next? #BreedingKink #Taboo” Brother-in-law? My blood ran cold. The timestamp: two weeks ago, right after we moved in.