Internal Screaming Novels & Stories

I press my lips together to hold back my screams, but it’s useless, they burst out, even louder than before. “Don’t hold back, baby. No one can hear you scream here. It’s just you and me,” he whispers deep in my neck and sucks. My mind shatters. I can’t see anything else. My body pulses violently, like a storm inside me is constantly throwing me up then leaving me to fall. Then I feel an urgent, overwhelming need to release, like I’m about to pee uncontrollably. I've never felt it before. “Lance!” I try to call, but it bursts out of me anyway.

My ear drums feel like they are about to burst from the shear volume and pressure building in my head, and I can't help but scream myself from the agony of it. 'YOU FUCKING BITCH!' The voice howls at me as I clap my hands over my ears, trying to stop it, or at least muffle the sound but its no use, the voice is deafening. 'YOU CUNTING HORE! HOW DARE YOU! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!'

I whimpered, even as my hips began to buck against the soft bed. I imagined those dark, intense eyes watching me. I imagined those tattooed hands, hands that had built empires from scratch gripping my waist. I slid a finger inside myself, then two, fucking myself with a desperately fast pace. I was wriggling, sweating, my back arching off the floor as I bucked against Max's soft bed. I was close, so close to a shattered climax, my voice rising in a series of pathetic screams. Then suddenly I heard it—The sound of the door opening.

Brushing and stimulating sensitive spots inside me that makes me see stars in my vision. "Fuck. That feels so good. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck me. Zane. Fuck." I let go of all inhibitions. Screaming obscenities that I didn't know I had in me. His thick cock feels too good inside me like this. I buck my thighs together, trapping him tighter inside me. He growls behind me. A huge hand grabs my breast from behind, the pressure of it is delicious. My tongue lolls out of my mouth, I stare at the far wall and see stars exploding in unnamed colours.

" I scoffed avoiding where the intensity of the sound was coming from. Not exaggerating but if you heard the way my momma screamed and moaned? I actually thought it was in the living room where the good sins were taking place but it turned out it was inside their room. As I peacefully minded my business, I stepped into my room. Standing in front of the mirror, I took out the shirt I wore over my neck and the trousers I wore revealing my bare breast and thick laps. "That's a thick body you have there". I said to myself, as I placed my hands on my breast and it rolled down to my nipples, I grabbed it and pinched it slightly. The scream coming from the bangs mother was receiving was really gett

He bites down hard, the sharp sting of it sending me over the edge. I explode. My internal walls go into a wild spasm, squeezing both Prime and Kael with everything I have. I let out a long, high-pitched wail that turns into a sob. I am being destroyed by the pleasure. I am a greedy mess, and I am finally, truly full.

Her panting became labored and slight screams escaped as she exhaled. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" Her screams only echoed louder off of her desk. "That's it, fuck me like I'm your 19-year-old slut. Fuck m- ahh ahh! Ahh!" Matt's fingers dig into her ass and hips as he flexed all the muscles in his body. Cramming his shaft inside her as hard and fast as he could, he was so close.

I scream at the top of my voice. I go over the process of cutting my wrist over and over and over again. Blood keeps gushing, but it is healing back. “Fuck!!!” I growl and increase in speed. Sabrina is wailing as I continue hurting myself and her. “Stop!!!” She screams in my head.

I scream inside my mind hoping Ethan or someone will hear me I felt his hand around my neckline and he forcefully rips my shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere, "No! Please no!..." I say weakly in my mind as he starts to roughly knead and pinch my boobs. It hurts and I'm so disgusted by his touch I retch, trying to throw up.

I could feel his grip on my wrist tightened that made me arched. “Dancing? You saw it right?” I retorted in a sarcastic tone. I noticed his face darkened. “Don’t bullshit me, Kelsie," he burst out. “I’ve been tryin’ to contact you for a hundred times but you disabled your incoming calls," he was raging in anger. "Then to find out that you're in a fucking club with that piece of clothes and dancing like a whore," He was infuriated. I slapped his face and I felt like my hands numbed because of too much force. He was accusing me beyond the limit.