Play Bigger Novels & Stories

He was looking the dick coming to life with glittering excited eyes. Next he picked up the vibrator. "As far as I remember. You are a virgin back there. So I picked the medium one. I am sure you can take the larger one too. But i kept it for future use. Let’s get used to this size okay. Honestly I tried it, and it didn’t satisfy me at all. So I picked up the larger one for myself. But let’s try this for you, hmmm. I am sure I am bigger than this but it will help you to stretch without pain". Jack lubricated the vibrator with good amount of lube. He bent down to distract Daniel from the intrusion. He wanted it to be a memorable moment for both.

"Great. Just what I want after two hours on the ice." She laughs, and the sound does something to my chest. "Come on, All Star. Let's go." The sponsor is some billionaire named Sterling who runs an insurance company. His jerseys are on our backs. He's brought his son, Brad, a college kid who's already swaying on his feet. "Fantastic game," Sterling says, slapping my back. "I think you've got a playoff run on your hands." "Thank you, sir." Brad stumbles over, holding a beer. "Bro, that was sick. You had Winnipeg cooked."

“Listen to me carefully. This is no longer just a smear campaign. This is a coordinated attack involving corporate rivals, political interests, and media syndicates with deep financial backing. Someone wants to force you into a corner.” “And then what?” “Then they will offer you an exit,” Adrian replied. “One that benefits them.” Nora’s hands curled at her sides. “I am not accepting anything from people who destroy lives for sport.” A flicker of approval crossed his eyes. “Good. Because I have no intention of letting them dictate terms.” Before she could respond, Adrian’s phone buzzed. He checked the screen, his expression tightening further. “It is starting,” he said. He turned the phone to

I blurted out. Adam’s smile grew wider. “Just follow my lead and trust me. Oh, I just love a freaking good game...”

, he asked trying to conceal the huskiness in his hoarse displeased voice. Cynthia shook her head," you're a player, you shouldn't think about those things". On hearing her words, Jeffery, again, for the first time, didn't feel the usual pride he felt when someone refered to him as a player. For Cynthia it was like since he was a player, then she could play along. He gritted his teeth, this woman had never given him face. Cynthia watched his angry face and felt satisfaction welling up, "if you're that mad I can go back". She said,

There are too many people today and I can't handle them! Callie put on a calm expression to comfort her ."It's fine, I'm here. “Just stay by Samuel’s side. I’m so pleased, his performance was perfect.” He was neither arrogant nor self-deprecating, and he answered appropriately. Callie smiled, she was satisfied with his performance and pulled him to the side to talk to him about things he needed to pay attention to when discussing commercials. She needed him to gain some more fame, fast. Looking at the other advertisers outside,

just as expected people are staring at Baby. We were offered drinks, but Baby declined, so I bent in next to her and whispered, "Grab a flute." I did notice how she barely wet her lips with it as she went for one. I laugh at her lack of culture. I have not had the opportunity to get to know her on the deeper end. Since my brother has wreaked even more havoc on my world. We've been playing these games for I can not remember how long but tonight it would be the biggest burn, he'll ever get from me. After the show, there were loud applauses in the next room, and I am looking forward to seeing my brother's expression when he meets the retriever he hired to steal from me.

he said “Perhaps I should put it another way. I think you’re not targeting the right audience. You’re missing a huge opportunity.” She paused for effect and then segued into her spiel. “Right now your company appeals to the sports crowd. The guy who jogs. The woman who goes to the gym. The person who cares about staying in shape. You’re all about functionality. The kids who play sports. The guys who play racquetball at the club. The casual basketball game on the weekends.”

, she said, “So make sure to never do that. That way you can earn their attention.” I was certain that would have been the case if I wasn’t a ‘boy.’ He looked away first, a small scowl on his face. I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me or something else that pissed him off. “Okay. Let’s begin.” All the new players gathered on the court. I assessed my rivals – every single one of them was bigger and taller than I was, but the good thing was that they didn’t look gnarly like the guys in my former school did. These ones here had a quiet and calm disposition about them and I was intent on using that to my advantage.

“He's not wrong, the video is fake, just a fabrication. Stop crying. You're such a crybaby to be a girl.” “Even though it's a fake video, it doesn't mean I can just get used to it after watching it, right?” Syila looked at her brother with a pitiful expression. “Just try to imagine, the girl you like turns out to have porn videos with other guys. Even though it's a fake video, can you really get used to it when you see her again?” Rein took a deep breath. “No.”