Interactive Smut Novels & Stories

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

Smokey replied. "OMG, that is so fucking hilarious! She's playing you so well and you're in hook line and sinker. I've never known you to be a weak stupid man who couldn't see through manipulation as blatant as she's doing. Really wondering if you just don't want to see? SMDH" Sam replied back.

“How do we test that?” “Easy, you have a spoon, still hungry?” He points at the spoon then crosses his arms, as if waiting for something to happen. I sigh, then attempt to concentrate on my hand. For a few moments nothing happens, but then I’m starting to see an image in my mind. It’s not physically in my hand, but I’m starting to see a bowl of cereal. In my head I told myself I wanted a different kind of breakfast food. I’m starting to see bacon and eggs in my head, as I blink I realize my hand is burning, and I drop a very hot plate of sizzling bacon and fried eggs. I stand in a rush – clutching my hands together to defuse the burning sensation. Axel grabs his messy hair with both hands.

He understands what being friendly is, but he couldn’t time a smile right to return the favor. Until he recorded all possible human expressions in his mind as much as he could, and could fake emotions better than the most human human. Human emotions are good. Better than rules. Rules doesn’t bend, but emotion? Emotion is the easiest to manipulate. Curving his lips into a smirk, Meph put a shade of tease in his eyes, just the perfect amount to push the rabbit a little more to the frantic side, but not enough to trigger any attack: “You mean the posters? Those are just paintings based on how people described me. It’s not my fault that your royal painter was not good at their job.”

She smiled at him and he smiled back. "Ahem Ahem...What is happening?",Mitali asked mischievously while wiggling her brows. "What?", She questioned back with a raised brow. "You and Samar and the rest you understand yourself. I know that you are smart enough to understand me", She replied with a smirk. "Oh please yarr… not again. I just gave him a reassuring smile because he was sad to hear sir, Nothing else. This sir is rude. Samar just did a general thing But the way he responded to him was not good", She replied looking angrily at Smaran.

But then, why am I competing with him right now? Such a disgrace for me as a dominant Alpha acting this way. I was about to say something when finally, this omega speaks to him and said goodbye, for some reason I felt satisfaction when I see the glimpse of sadness in his eyes. I win. I pull her to my side and turn our back to him but for some reason I can’t help but to look at him again and smirks, oh for moon goodness’s sake I felt I become immature for some reason. I started the engine and drive.

She stroked my throbbing cock with deliberate slowness, her soft palm gliding up and down the shaft while her thumb circled the swollen cap, smearing the thick beads of precum that leaked from the slit. I bit down on my lip to stifle a guttural groan, fuck her touch was worlds apart from Jenna's hesitant fumbling. This was pure expertise, decades of knowing exactly how to unravel a man with every twist and squeeze, her fingers curling just right to hit that sensitive spot under the ridge.

Lukas smiles as Melissa opens up her arms I think for a hug, okay weird. I smile and walk over accepting the hug, I thought it would feel weird to hug a woman that I've only met twice but in a weird way it didn't. It felt like we already had a bond I don't know where that bond came from but I pull away smiling, Lukas does the same thing as Melissa hugs Ryan, again with him it felt like I had this bond with him from somewhere. "It's been lovely talking with you again" I smile as we pull away Ryan interlocking our fingers again.