Internal Screaming Novels & Stories

I scream again and again. Axel throws back his head and roars, claws extending from his hands that grip my hips, holding me down while he grinds deep inside me. Hot spurts of cum shoot into me, filling the core of me as I shriek and writhe and tear at him with fang and claw, a wild thing trapped by the knot stretching me until I can’t bear it as he claims me to the depths of my soul. At last, I can’t take it another moment, and blackness takes me.

SARA "Shut the fuck up!" I screamed at the empty air, desperately wishing that I could somehow drown out the persistent, mocking voice echoing in my head. But that tiny, nagging voice refused to give in or grant me a moment of peace. It kept going and going, a rhythmic pounding against my skull that was slowly driving me toward madness.

My name was a growl on his lips when he came, thick ropes painting his abs. @sinnernextdoor: That was for you, baby. I had to video myself cumming for you, now come for me. Scream whatever name feels right when you fall apart. I fucked myself harder, circling my clit with my thumb, imagining that cock splitting me open. I screamed “Sir!” into the empty room, my thighs clamping around my hand, pussy gushing over my fingers, whole body shaking so hard the phone toppled and fell. When I could breathe again, I grabbed the phone and a new message waited.

My heart is too loud. I’m unraveling. Coming apart under the weight of a hunger I never asked for. I start clawing at my own skin, dragging red lines down my arms. Anything to ground myself. Anything to stop the fire. It doesn’t work. The scream inside me builds higher and tighter, lodged so deep it feels like it might tear out my ribs. My legs clench, desperate for friction, but it only makes the pressure worse. I’m not just aroused. I’m unraveling.

All the time my hand kept rubbing my clit causing spasm after spasm of pure delight to race through my entire body. Jim continued to shoot his scalding cream into my mouth and I continued to swallow as much as I could as I listened to Heather doing the same thing that Jim and I were doing. By the time our climaxes were diminishing to the status of tremors I was entirely covered with his cream despite having swallowed what seemed like gallons of hot sperm. “I nearly. The tape player went silent and I waited a moment before asking Sandy, “Is something wrong with the tape player?” She didn’t reply and looking over at her I saw that her eyes were closed and she was rubbing her pussy in a slow me

Yet I almost dropped my phone when I saw Redx's name through it. I grit my teeth in frustration. This guy would be the death of me. Argh... don't show your airhead face to me! I would surely crush it! I say it through myself. screech... I cover my ears cause the screeching sound of the corpses was upsetting my ear. -------- Airlea" I don't know how I did it, all I know was I am frustrated and I want to let this out of my system. If I didn't do that I would surely burst.

Listening to the chanting and clapping students, the cackling Madeline and her friends, and a mocking Dexter made the anger grow, intensifying the vibrating frequencies. When I started to get kicked, the chants of ‘slut’ becoming louder, I felt a scream coming up my throat. A powerful scream that would burn anything and everything I asked it to, something so powerful that it would tear all my enemies down. A wave of anger I didn’t even know I could bring to life was rushing out of me, making me feel like an earthquake would start and consume everything… and it was so close.

Each thrust was stronger than the last, making my breathing unstable while my screams and moans crammed the four corners of the room. “Be louder, darling.” Rhys set up a rhythm, and my moans got louder. Then, suddenly, he stopped, pulling out, which had me whining at the loss. But quickly, I was flipped on my stomach; my hips hitched up onto Rhys's hips before the demon pushed back in, going deeper and harder than the last time. I gripped the sheets as my body rocked back and forth. It was intense; I could almost feel my vision spinning and my insides pooling with sensations that made me want to release them, and I did, my body being unable to help it.