Nasty Stories Novels & Stories

Don't get it wrong. Sometimes stereotypes were spot on correct and sometimes they weren't. This was again, another case in Brianna Samuels. She wasn't one of those bitches that everyone knew about because of stereotypes, that lived for gossip and brought people down just so they felt better about themselves. Okay, well Brianna did live for gossip, but mostly the harmless type of gossip and she definitely did not live to step on people. The type of gossip she lived for would basically be classified as petty theft in contrast to murder. Basically who dated who and who's hot and whatnot.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

I had no clue how they would react to my idea honestly. They smirked in response, "Fuck yh", Kai said, taking his pants from the bed. "No, I mean we should go like this... catch my drift?" "Let's do it", Alex said as his lips twitched upward. I unlocked the door, opening it I saw Jake, his hands flew to his face trying to cover his eyes, but I could see him peek through his fingers. "Holy shit, Malika, what the—", Jake stammered, his eyes darting from my ripped panties on the floor to Alex and Kai behind me, both naked and their cocks were still hard from what we'd started.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

GEORGE'S POV The heavy, overripe tomato struck the small of my back with a sickening, wet crunch. Red juice and seedy pulp exploded across the frayed cotton of my tunic, soaking straight through to my skin. I did not flinch. I did not turn around to give them the satisfaction of seeing my temper break. A chorus of high-pitched giggles echoed through the crowded square of the Frost Dream pack market. A small group of children skipped behind me, chanting crude rhymes about the shiftless waste of an Omega who occupied the eastern cabin.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

“What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?” Renee shook her head. “Asides from those tits-” She grabbed the tits, “- and a very pick cunt, nothing.” “Let me check myself.” Narissa said and climbed onto the bed, bringing her face close to Yasmine's pussy. “Pink.” Yasmine couldn't help but moan as she felt Narissa's fingers on her. She began to writhe. “No. Please.” Narissa brought her head up with a wicked smile. “No? Is it torture for you? Then how about this?”

BLAIRE The bathroom mirror didn't lie. My neck was a map of dark bruises, and my pussy throbbed with a heavy, relentless ache. I stood under the spray of the shower, the hot water hitting my sensitized skin like a thousand needles. I watched as the milky remnants of Raymond’s thick cum swirled down the drain, mixing with the steam, but I couldn't wash away the intense, complicated realization settling in my gut. I wasn't just Manuel’s widow anymore. I was the center of a storm I had walked into willingly, a woman caught between two brothers who wanted to claim every inch of the life I had left. I must confess ,I like every bit of it

“Something controlled. Dignified. ‘His Royal Highness Prince Aragorn and Miss Daisy Harlow are in a committed relationship and respectfully request privacy as they navigate this new chapter together.’ That sort of thing.” I let out a shaky laugh. “It sounds like a press release written by lawyers, not something that actually sounds like us.” “Because it is.” He sighs, the sound heavy even through the line. “But if we don’t shape the narrative now, the tabloids will do it for us. They’re already speculating wildly, calling you an opportunistic commoner, questioning your motives, inventing pregnancy rumors. One rag even suggested you’re after the crown jewels.” “Charming,” I mutter. “Really se