Lewd Notebook Novels & Stories

I don’t know if it’s just me or the classroom was a bit off, everyone seemed to be discussing something interesting, and I can’t help but wonder what I missed. As I approached my desk, I stepped on a hard-cover notebook, I frowned slightly, who left such a cute notebook in the center of the classroom, I bent to reach for it, apart from having a pretty cover, it also had small cute lemon stickers on it, and a very familiar scent. Something that reminds me of Valentina, I flipped the cover open and was greeted by the very beautiful handwritten that inscribed the name “Valentina” very prettily. This was her notebook, then what was it doing here, she was a book freak, who loved her books very mu

Jo said but I was already out the front door. Leavenworth was nine hours away but I made it in seven on the bike and I parked several yards away from Noah’s house at 1 AM. His house was dark and quiet as I picked the lock on the front door. I took a deep breath and opened it. I walked into the living room and opened his laptop. He didn’t even have a password on it and the email from a Fred Young was open and I read it. I deleted it from his email and then completely from the email server. His coffee table was littered with documents and I gathered everything together. In his office I went through his drawers and found the notebook with his own entries about us. I took it with the documents o

Tucked under the tray was a small, tarnished key. I shouldn't. I knew I shouldn't. Gideon valued control above all else, and invading his privacy was a breach of the "no expectations" rule we lived by. But the memory of Selene’s smirk in the fitting room—the image of that size zero tag she had posted for the world to see—made my fingers move. The lock clicked open with a soft, metallic sound. Inside the drawer were files labeled with corporate names I didn't recognize. But at the very bottom, tucked under a folder of tax returns, was a small, leather-bound notebook. It wasn't a ledger. The edges were frayed, and the leather was scuffed.

My heart jumped to my mouth, beating right there as I looked at the picture of me walking into a room with Dina and Kayden. My face was the brightest. Kayden. This must be his doing. "Who.. who..." "Miko showed this to me. He was there! He saw you walk into a sex dungeon with a lesbian and a dom teacher! What the fuck, Lillian?" He tossed his phone on the wall. I flinched, holding my breath. "I..." "You're what? You're sorry?" "I didn't mean to. I swear... It was supposed to only happen once and then it happened again and...and - I'm really sorry. I was going to tell you, Jude." The tears poured down from my eyes.

I loved him for understanding that Leo and I had some grief that belonged only to us. Leo crouched beside the box and lifted the lid. Inside were old photo albums, a scarf that had belonged to my mother, a broken picture frame, and a small blue notebook with a faded flower printed on the cover. My breath caught when I saw it. “That is it,” I said. Leo picked it up carefully and held it out to me. The notebook felt lighter than I expected. The cover had a stain near one corner, and the pages inside were full of my mother’s handwriting. Some recipes were neat. Others had flour marks and little notes in the margins.

Satisfied she was alone, she reached into the mattress and pulled out a small, plain black notebook. With trembling hands, she flipped it open and began to write frantically, her expression shifting between guilt, longing, and raw fear. When she finally stopped, she closed the notebook with a sigh and carefully slid it back under the mattress, concealing it from sight. Soren’s curiosity ignited instantly. He immediately picked up his phone and called the head of his security team. “Retrieve that notebook from the suite tonight while she’s asleep. Do it quietly and bring it to me.” Two hours later, one of his men delivered the small black notebook in a sealed envelope. Soren waited until he w

MY MOTHER'S NAUGHTY SECRETS Leona POV And with the heat came him. Marco. I felt his hands on my skin, the way he pinned me to the bed like I was all he wanted. Remembering the sound of his voice in my ear, his soft lips parting mine with a hot kiss made me feel tingles down my pussy. I closed my eyes my mind drifting to the times we had sex. I could almost feel his touch on my skin. I didn’t know when I laid my back against the wall, the journal slipping beside me.

Levi stood right in front of me, his body tall and solid, blocking the soft glow from the lamp on his nightstand, which threw shadows across his face and made his eyes look even darker. He held the small leather notebook that I had hidden under my mattress for months, the one full of all my secret thoughts about him, and he turned the pages slowly, like he was savoring every word. His other hand rested on the Hitachi vibrator that he had taped right against my clit, the low buzzing already making my pussy throb and leak wetness down my inner thighs. The metal clamps on my nipples pinched hard, sending sharp stings through my breasts with every breath I took, and I pressed my lips together to

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le