Novel & Cerita Lewd Story

“Work. Apparently, there is a stray asking for help.” --- Trigger Warning: This story is rated 18+. It contains descriptions of acts such as non-consensual sex, abuse, suicide, and other heavy negative emotional activity which some readers may find triggering. Please keep that in mind when moving forward with reading this story. Thank you! <3

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

The Italian rolled off his tongue so easily and the goosebumps spread across my arms and up the back of my neck so fast it startled me. The cold office suddenly felt several degrees too warm. "What does that mean?" I whispered before I could stop myself. "Why don't you come to my office right now and take my cock into that sweet little mouth of yours. Maybe then I'll tell you what it means." His voice rasped hotly. My breath hitched. Hot heat rushed between my legs immediately and crossing them tighter right now was not helping in the slightest. "Why don't you go pay a sex worker to come suck your cock day and night,

**Host’s Introduction** The lights dim even lower now. Some confessions are born from love. Others from greed. But the darkest ones… come from desperation. Tonight’s story is about a young woman who offered her body to save her brother. She thought it would be one month of hell. She had no idea she was signing away her soul to a man who collects women like trophies… and breeds them like property. Welcome to the confession of Lila Kane. --- **Story 2: Debt of Flesh**

I kept picturing him—his shirt gone, the sharp cut of his abs, the strength in his chest. A slow heat unfurled inside me, curling low in my stomach until my heartbeat quickened. Restless, I reached for my phone and, almost without thinking, opened the site Hannah had once teased me about. It was a p**n site. I slipped the pillow over the screen, creating a private little shield, and pressed play. The lady in the video spread her legs and began to rub her clit after lubricating her finger with saliva. I was so horny, my own hand slipped beneath my robe until my fingers found my already wet clit and I began to rub it.

A red head taunted, her hips bouncing on her date's fingers. "Listen to her pussy slurp." Lila chimed in, laughing breathlessly. "It sounds so wet, she's gonna give the cleaners lots of work when they mop the floor." "You're such a needy whore." Tara added, rolling her own nipples through her blouse. "I bet you're dying to squirt all over his hand." Their words fueled the fire in me. My spit soaked tits flopping all over the place, his fingers hitting my spot so fucking good. Alessandro's free hand snakes up, twisting my nipple till I cried out. "Please, A." I begged, stroking his meaty pipe faster, precum slicking up my fingers.

"Give me the tea! Give me the steam! Give me the unfiltered, R-rated, nasty-ass details!" So I gave them the version of the story they deserved. I told them about barging into the office, the whiskey spill, the rag, and the way Preston looked like a blonde Khal Drogo. I told them about the desk, the sons walking in, the lock on the door, and the way Preston didn't stop eating me out, not even when William looked like he was going to vomit from the sheer trauma of seeing his dad's face buried in my crotch. "Wait a minute," Lauren gasped, her eyes wide as saucers. "You mean to tell me Mr. Vanderbilt... made his three sons, including your ex-boyfriend, watch while he ate you out then fucked you

“Class dismissed… except for you, Miss Voss. Stay behind.” The other students filed out, chatting and laughing, completely unaware. Harlan waited until the last one left, then locked the door. He walked over to me, his eyes burning. “My office. Now.” I stood up, my thighs slick with my own wetness, and followed him down the hall to his office without a word. The second the door closed behind us, he was on me, pushing me back against his desk, yanking my skirt up around my waist. “You little tease,” he growled, his voice low and rough. He freed his cock, it was so thick and hard, and he rubbed the head along my dripping slit. “Exposing that soaked pussy in my class like that… touching yoursel

I thought we were coming to take shower together, but seems I didn't understand whatever Leo said so well He began drawing circles on my butt. After a short while, he leaned closer to my ear and whispered seductively "I think we'll have a second round this morning" "Huh?" a slight gasp escaped my lips when I felt Leo's fingers wandering around my already wet folds. He hadn’t started anything yet, but I had already become wet like never before. His words sent chills down my spine, and I couldn’t help but to spread my legs open slightly to give him more access to my wet place