Hustler Stories Novels & Stories

Pink Tip muttered. They all burst into laughter—like their minds were interconnected, they all laughed at the same exact time. I held onto the wall, trying to steady myself as I made my way to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, the reflection staring back at me made me scoff. I’m a damn ass slut. If only we hadn’t all gotten that fake visa from LA, maybe we wouldn’t have been arrested and left in this mess. As much as I hate this hustle , I can’t lie—I love the way it feels when they creampie me. It takes the edge off, dulls the frustration for a while. I can’t wait to spill it all to my roomie.

Taught to Obey: Stretching Her Pussy for the Step-Father The Midnight Intruder: Fucked While My Husband Sleeps The Office Orgy: Taking the Whole Boardroom Stuffed and Satisfied: A Debt Paid in Semen The Step-Brother’s Claim: Marking Her Ass as His Territory The Frat House Slut: Taking Every Cock In Sight Double Penetrated and Degraded: The Maid’s True Calling Pussy on the Edge: Used Until She Could Barely Walk The Master’s Debt: Taking It All From Every Side

Roy reached under me and rubbed my swollen clit again, determined to make me come a third time. I was a mess—spit running down my chin, tears at the corners of my eyes, my own slick coating my thighs, the wet sounds of them fucking both holes filling the night. Another orgasm built fast and brutal. When it hit I screamed around Hank’s cock, body convulsing, ass clenching hard around Roy. Roy cursed and pulled out of my ass. Hank pulled out of my mouth at the same time. “On your knees,” Hank ordered. I dropped to the gravel without thinking, legs shaky, ass still open and leaking. Both men stood over me, stroking their cocks, looking down at the ruined hitchhiker they’d just finished using.

but…but…his men deserved better than a bloated bitch. Harvey was a famous journalist who was known for doing sting operations on big names. This time he chose Nikaulas king, to his misfortune. The man was on the run since Nikaulas’ man started harassing him but Nikaulas finally found him. The reporter wept powerlessly at his misfortune. “No..please..let us go..i wi..” “Suck my men cock for your family,” gangster repeated dangerously. In that moment, Harvey deeply regretted calling Nikaulas King an “overrated cocksucker he was going to expose” in a news programme.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. I do not believe in Violence Towards Women or the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not! Yes, it’s me again. Ryder’s saucy 18-year-old personal secretary with the Playboy body, and that Monday morning I decided I was going to make the absolute most of what was usually a mad day. I had every reason to feel in a filthy, sexy mood as I headed for the underground tube with the good news: I couldn’t wait to tell my boss about the success of my negotiating skills over the weekend.

“Fuck me, Jake. Fill Mommy’s cunt while I keep eating my baby girl.” Jake didn’t hesitate. He gripped her wide hips and slammed into her in one brutal thrust. Sarah cried out into my pussy as he bottomed out, balls-deep. The force pushed her face harder against me. He started pounding her immediately—hard, deep strokes that made her heavy tits swing and slap together.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

Her lips are as dry as can be. “But he can’t,” I add softly. She doesn’t move. So I try something else. “You wanna hear a stupid story?” She shrugs. “Back in Atlanta, I once got caught sleeping with a councilwoman’s daughter. Not caught in bed, thank God, but caught enough. She left her bra in my gym bag. Security found it while checking for weapons at the club entrance.” Dorothy blinks. I continue. “She had a thing for public sex. I had a thing for not saying no to anything with boobs and a membership card. It was a disaster waiting to happen.”

"Do you know how bad it got for Steve to even say he is going to involve the police? He absolutely hates them!" "I can't believe this," I keep my eyes transfixed on the spot. "I don't understand why she would want to kill anyone." "That's because she is crazy, just like her mother." Nola says. "I know that you are still new to Densberry and all, so I'm just going to be a gossip and tell you the lore. Mrs Huston isn't the real Mrs Huston. She seduced Mister Huston and stole him from his first wife. Rumors said that she also killed Mister Huston to be able to gain his wealth."