Lewd Notebook 소설 & 이야기

A picture of her and me together, cocktails in hand, we looked happy. This one was a keeper. As I went through the box, a leather notebook caught my attention. I picked it up carefully. The cover was worn from use. Opening the first page, my breath caught. I knew exactly what this was. Lila’s secret diary.

One hand rested loosely on the blanket that covered her sore stomach. Adrian sat in the chair beside the bed with their son asleep against his chest. When the baby stirred and then settled again, he carefully transferred him back to the bassinet next to his sister. He stretched his tight shoulders and noticed Juliet’s laptop sitting on the side table. The notebook he had read from earlier was still open beside it. He only meant to close the laptop so the battery wouldn’t die. When his fingers brushed the trackpad, the screen lit up. A document was already open. The title at the top of the page read *Forbidden Lessons*. No author name. The cursor blinked in the middle of a paragraph.

Among the papers on the floor was a black leather notebook. I picked it up, with the intention of putting it back but a page fell open. I looked at it and immediately, my breath caught. It was a list. It had names, dates, instructions and photos. Photos of women… beautiful submissive women, tied with ropes, gagged, eyes filled with lust and fear. I wanted to drop it back immediately, but curiosity had the better side of me, so I told myself just one more page then I'll drop it back. And then I flipped over to the next page.

When he looks at me like he still can’t believe I’m real and he’s going to ruin me for anyone else just in case. Last week I showed up at his place unannounced and found the notebook open on the table. All those early entries. The ones from before I knew his name. He wrote about standing in my dark bedroom and smelling my pillow. About coming into my underwear and then washing them so carefully I never noticed. Reading it made my clit throb so bad I had to sit down. I touched myself right there on his couch while I flipped the pages. Came twice before he got home. He walked in, saw the open notebook and my shiny fingers, and didn’t say a word. Just dropped to his knees, yanked my hips to the

“Every trace.” 😱 “The world forgot she ever existed.” ⸻ 🌙 The Notebook Without warning— One notebook fell from a shelf. 📖 Landing at Ilyaan’s feet. Its cover contained only one word. ✨ LYRA ✨ 😱 Aariz looked horrified. “That notebook shouldn’t exist.” 💀 Slowly… Ilyaan opened it. The pages were blank. Completely blank. 🌙 Then words started appearing by themselves. As if someone invisible was writing.

Notebooks, chargers, a couple of spare cables… and a sleek black flash drive tucked at the back beneath a folded receipt. I snatched it, my pulse was racing. I should have left. Instead, curiosity and the constant ache between my legs won. I plugged it into his laptop, praying it wasn’t password-protected. And it wasn’t. The screen lit up with the familiar desktop background—some dark mountain landscape he’d had for years. The folder opened almost immediately once the drive mounted. Then my stomach flipped when I saw the amount of sick videos he had in it… *Stepsis Takes Stepbrother’s Cock. Forbidden Creampie. Stepsister Begs for More. Accidental Creampie with Sis. Sharing a Bed with Stepsis

But it's a pity for Gio since there is only one wrong answer, he could get a perfect score. “Lewis, here’s your notebook” Ma’am returned my notebook. She borrowed it for a while because she’s comparing my penmanship with the notebook she found under my armchair. And she proves that I’m not cheating. The culprit was the women in the back who were handing out notebooks. Because they were kicking it, it came to me.

For Stacey, there would be hell to pay for her indiscresion. The notebook that Lili had stolen was only about 2 inches by 3 inches and was bound in black leather. Hal had written page after page of code in the book and since no one was a computer geek, they waited for Reinie to arrive back from his trip to Madison to review the data overnight.

But the question arises, how do I go to choose , do I take a pen to him to draw on, or speak to it, the notebook might be alive, try to talk it first. "I choose earthly level weirdness." When hearing my words, the notebook seemed to come to life, as if it was entwined with black mist, while also constantly turning over on its own, the temperature in the room also at this time became a few points colder, and finally the notebook still stopped at the first page, at which point the notebook appeared in a different handwriting from the beginning and the same as the robot, this time the handwriting looks like a girl wrote the same, but the content is creepy.

My gaze shifted, and that was when I noticed a corner of something purple peeking out from under his pillow. I lifted it and found another notebook. Now, this looked like something he didn't want anyone seeing. Despite knowing that, I still pulled it free, a pack of cigratte sliding into view beside it. I ignored it and opened the notebook, my brows furrowing as I was met with drawings of faceless naked women. I closed it slowly and slid it back under his pillow, trying not to think too much of his rather odd hobby when his phone vibrated on the bedside table.