Hook Up Novels & Stories

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

Everything with a hint of cold was me. Humming my favorite tune of Pied Piper by BTS, a Korean boy group band, I dried myself off with a towel. Wearing my clothes for the day, I tied my wet hair in a messy bun. Wet hair and buns is the best combo. Applying a little bit of makeup which consisted of blush, mascara and a lip gloss with a maroon shade of matte lipstick in the middle of the lower lip made my look complete. Atlas I wore my golden rings on the middle and index fingers, a pair of small hoops and my favorite pendant which was gifted by my father when I was little. Basically I never took the pendant off. It was a part of me. The pendant had the letters V&C on it.

I complained and Wolf frowned. "So why did you go with him?" he demanded. I shrugged. "He's my friend." I answered simply. Wolf suddenly grinned. "So he IS just a friend." Wolf teased and I sighed. "Fine. I give up. He and I are just friends most of the time." I said truthfully. "Most of the time?" Jughead growled. "Well, we were something else when we met. A hookup, I guess? Then we decided to be friends but you know, old habits die hard and sometimes..." I trailed off when I suddenly notice that Wolf opened a door and pulled me into what looked like an office.

I know another place where I would like her to turn that red. "A random hook-up." I narrowed my eyes at her. Did she just call me a random hook-up? "Mmhmm." Francesca was clearly enjoying this. "Was he any good?" The tint on her cheeks deepened to a beautiful cherry red. Those cheeks looked so kissable right now. Wait, what am I thinking? The lips looked kissable. Not the cheeks. "He was... okay," I smirked. There, she had done it. . . . ___________________________________

She excused herself and reached for it to see the caller ID. It was Hera. A smile lit up on her gloomy face as she swiped the receive button and placed the phone to her ears. "Hello Hera, how are you?" She beamed with a bright smile. "I've missed you." She confessed sincerely. "I've missed you too, terribly for that matter." Hera admitted from the other end of the phone call. "I was wondering if you'd like to join us for lunch this afternoon?" Hera inquired. "I've missed you a lot and I wanted us both to catch up. Is that okay with you or are you busy with school?"

When I finally ran out of desperate words, he steepled his fingers and studied me like a piece of meat on the cutting board. “I can give you the time off,” he said slowly. “Paid. Plus extra for the missed shifts. But nothing’s free anymore, little girl. You know that.” Relief and dread crashed into each other inside my chest. I nodded quickly. “Whatever you want. Just… please.” He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small black box. Inside was a sleek, teardrop-shaped silicone plug, slightly curved, with a flared base and a wireless remote beside it. It wasn’t huge, but it looked heavy. Sinister.

"Let's see if we can focus that energy somewhere more... internal." With a sharp, clinical focus, Alexander reached for a slender, needle-like urethral plug vibrator. The silver metal caught the dim light, looking cold and unyielding. Without a hint of mercy, he aligned the tip and slid it steadily into the narrow opening of Sean's little dick. "MMMPH!!!"

When the call connected, I said, "Thanks for helping my boyfriend out. He wants to get you a bag, and the budget's around 20,000 dollars… Do you have a preference? Or would you like me to just send you the money?" There was a brief silence. Then, I heard a man's voice coming through the phone, asking, "Is this… Cassandra? Why is your boyfriend getting Erin a gift?" Oh, crap. Erin and Eric had such similar names that I'd accidentally ended up calling him instead of her. Eric, Erin, and I all attended the same school. He had been a year ahead of us, and we'd occasionally run into each other during club activities. I'd praised him for being considerate just once, and Erin immediately started pu

Not after everything. Unknown: Then why are you still typing? I hate that he’s right. My thumb hovers over the block button. I don’t press it. Unknown: Tell me you haven’t thought about last night. About how you sounded when you came on me. My thighs clench on instinct. I squeeze them together, breath shallow. Me: Stop. Unknown: Say it out loud and I will. I look up. Gwen’s watching me now, head tilted. “You okay? You look flushed.”

I'm not sure if it's a desirable promise, or a threat… but the second he comes on top of me, so we form a damn link, I know it's a mix of both. “Mmmm…” He pulls out his cock, showing me his filthy coated length. Slowly, he pushes in… inch by inch… “Fuck! Fuck!” I cry. My body is on fire. I feel the stretching sensation of my cunt, the way the slutry bitch sucks in every inch until I feel a crack… I’m sore, red, swollen… “Can’t take more, huh?” He sighs, unable to shove all of him inside my wetness. “Just a little for daddy.”