Humanure Handbook Novels & Stories

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss? "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now? "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about my b

It was a wolf, barely holding itself back, waiting for permission to bare its teeth. I cleared my throat, embarrassed, and stammered out an apology. "Orion, I'm sorry. I've never raised an incubus before, so I didn't know about your, um, urges. I honestly thought you were just meant to help humans with housework." "It's okay," he said, his voice rough. "I like doing housework for you." But the rumbling in his throat grew louder. Uneasy, I swallowed hard and remembered the first line from the care manual I'd just read: When an incubus is hungry, you can let him hold you. Your warmth and scent will help calm his agitation and desire.

Amanda says to Jennifer who was stuck in a gaze that frightened Amanda. “Yeah I am okay, was just thinking how that much power could feel if someone held it” she says Amanda and slowly takes the serum the light produced by it suddenly starts blinking. “No Jennifer put it down, you know you shouldn’t touch it with your bare hands” she says to her.

Tracy saw this scene from afar, and in his anxiety, he chanted a spell, summoning white balls of light to strike at the humanoids. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy had no effect on these humanoids. They seemed to be energy-absorbing creatures. The balls of light struck the humanoids but were instantly swallowed by them. This also caught the attention of a dozen or so humanoids, who turned and rushed toward Tracy. However, at that moment, Wilbur wielded the bronze halberd, and the power of destruction erupted. Dozens of humanoids surrounding Wilbur were instantly cut down with their limbs flying in all directions.

i say in the mind link "I sense them, micheal and few more warriors are on their way to you as we speak" he answers "Ok" i say cutting the mind link as the first rogue appeared in sight I tilt my head looking at him with confusion. It's common knowledge that rogues are banished wolves who aren't apart of any pack for various reasons. Most of them go mad and become violent creatures while some are able to survive and keep their sanity, but this one before me is different. I can sense his bloodlust and i can see in his eyes there isn't a shred of humanity left yet he's doesn't give the impression of being irrational, to put it simply he's like a functioning psychopath. He smiles kindly at me b

It wasn't completely unusual, but it was a bit weird for her to have started this far away from pack center. "Hey," I said soothingly, still raising my hands above my head. She turned her attention to me. "It's okay, just breathe." She whimpered again but she visibly tried to calm herself down. Her clothes had ripped in a few places and I couldn't begin to imagine how awkward she felt feeling her bones enlarge while she still remained in her human form.

He licks every last drop and finally removes his head from between my legs. My muscles became so relax and I felt incredibly weak. I was not sure what just happened but it felt good and I wanted it to happen again. “You taste divine my flower” he says and comes up to grab unto my breasts again. He squeezes and kneads and my breasts have now turned a bright pink color from the abuse. “I am going to rut into you so hard, you will not be able to think of that slave bastard anymore” he growls and widen my legs even more.

"Are you her? Let me introduce myself. I'm Liviel, Awakener of Lilith, the Progenitor of Vampires." She extends a hand toward me. I notice her fingernails—they are pitch-black and unnaturally long. They look sharp enough to slice through steel. I flash her my most brilliant, disarming smile. "Nice to meet you, roommate." I reach out and clasp her hand. The moment our palms touch, her grip tightens like a vice. I look up, meeting her glowing crimson eyes. There is no warmth in them—only the predatory thrill of a hunt. In a fraction of a second, her other hand shoots forward, those pitch-black nails aiming straight for my heart in a lethal, blindingly fast thrust.

His left fingers squeezed my breast while his right found its way down my panties, and to my clittories as he started rubbing it, switching between being gentle with the rubbing, and being aggressive. I got wet, I trembled, I moaned, I screamed, as Alexander kept going with my clittories. I hated that I was just one of those girls that Alexander just managed to make his way with because he was a nympho, but I had to admit that the sex was really good. I could understand why he thought he was the god of sex. Because he was! It was cringe actually enjoying this moment with Alexander, and I dreaded having to make a tough decision after. I was forced to enjoy the present because I would definite

“Look at you moaning like a whore. Bet you touch yourself thinking about guys like me, don’t you? Late at night in your dorm, fingering your own ass while pretending you’re straight.” Alex shook his head weakly, but the denial died in his throat as Jax plunged three fingers deep, pumping them hard while sucking him again. The freshman’s back arched off the bench, a broken sob escaping him as orgasm crashed over him without warning. He came hard down Jax’s throat, hips jerking erratically. Jax swallowed every drop, milking him dry before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.