Novel & Cerita Playboy 18

"N-No! F-Four is too much for me! I won't be able to handle them!" In a midnight bus ride, four of my husband's work colleagues have me pinned down on a seat. Soon, I feel my legs getting wrenched apart by force. The man standing before me takes off his belt before whipping it across my perky butt heavily. "Spread your legs! Women like you are meant to give us pleasure!" After that, he tears my soaked panties off my body.

"Mr. Warden, what's that fun-looking toy you've hidden away in your pants? Pull it out and let us take a look!" When I'm in the middle of making my rounds around the factory's female dormitory, a few young women try to reach for my crotch. Anger floods my senses immediately. At the same time, my body goes rigid from shock. Not only are the women not afraid of me, but they are also eager to witness the physical change of my body. In fact, they want me to pull my manhood out of the zipper just to show them my actual size. In that case, don't blame me for being so straightforward.

"I'm so sorry! Please don't tell anyone about my fetish!" The voice of my girlfriend's beautiful godmother, Jenna Johnston, drifts from the storage room in the convenience store. Well, I've stumbled upon Jenna's adult toy fetish in the storage room. Now that the cat's out of the bag, Jenna kneels before me and states that she's willing to do anything as long as I don't reveal her secret to anyone else. When Jenna arches her body with her back facing me, I can't hold myself back any longer…

My Valenese neighbor dressed like a temptress—curves in all the right places, a delicate body topped with a pair of full, heavy breasts. Her name was Ayame. When she came by that evening to ask my husband to fix her computer, I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure drifting from the other room. "Wanna try my new tongue stud? Consider it your payment for the repair." Then came my husband's moans of pure, shameless delight. I couldn't help but feel jealous. It had been so long since he'd sounded that happy with me. As I listened, my hand slid slowly beneath the waistband of my pants. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. I'd heard that Ayame's husband had a full ring of piercings down below. I'd been craving a taste for ages. If Ayame could seduce my husband, then I'd take my own turn sampling those piercings.

“The new doll in this shop is amazing! It feels like a real human being, and it gets wet too!” In order to catch my husband in his affair, I followed him to a massage parlor and accidentally got stuck between the railings. My back was arched and anyone could see my undergarment. In the end, someone mistook me as a new toy in the shop. He started to touch my bare thighs and bottom. I struggled and wanted to tell the person that I was a real human being, but I was afraid that my husband would discover me. While I hesitated, the person behind me touched my private parts. At that moment, I moaned from the excitement. Turning wet, I got into the man’s hand.

"Don't lick there. Not now... My husband's calling..." I answered the phone, my face burning with shame. The husband on the other end of the line had no idea his beloved wife had another man's head between her thighs at that very moment.

"Wait… sir, I can't…" While I was performing physical therapy on a patient, the vest I was wearing accidentally tore. In front of the patient's guardian, it exposed my sweat-dampened body. The man's gaze settled on the soft curves that had sprung free, his eyes dark and unreadable. When he pressed me against the mirror and made me watch my own reflection—my body left in disarray under his relentless attention—I knew then that everything was about to spiral into an uncontrollable abyss.

“Some mistakes are delicious.” Martha's sister and friends planned a surprise bachelorette party for her, the night before her scheduled wedding. Martha didn’t refuse their one-night stand surprise due to her overwhelming attraction to what she thought was a simple escort. When Martha's fiancé found out about the one-night stand, he called off the wedding. Her family also disowned her. A few weeks after the tragedy, Martha discovered she was pregnant. Just when she thought her ordeal was over, the secrets of her past resurfaced unexpectedly when her daughter Althea met her billionaire father, Tristan Luchavez. A single night of mistakes that ruined what should have been her happy life would change her current fate.

Clint Nelson has been the best friend of the future Alpha of Canyon Ridge pack, Anders Forte, his entire life. So, he was surprised but unconcerned when, on his 10th birthday, his wolf awakened as a Guardian. His original plan to be Anders' Beta changed to becoming his top warrior so that he could ensure that Anders always remained safe. Lily Raines has grown up with Calista Johns most of her life. They have shared their hopes and dreams of what their life will be when they finally meet their mates. When Clint and Anders begin showing an interest in them, neither is happy with the attention. Lily continually refuses to date Clint, knowing his playboy reputation. When her wolf is suddenly blessed with the Guardian spirit at 17, Lily's life will turn upside down, and she will be forced to turn to the only person that can help or understand her, Clint. Clint will train Lily and help her to understand the nature of her Guardian spirit. Through their time together, a respect and romance will blossom until Lily turns 18 and realizes that Clint is her fated mate. The two will have a beautiful romance, celebrating their life, the birth of their daughter and protecting the pack they love until one day tragedy strikes, taking one life and leaving the other broken, having to raise their daughter alone.

On the bed in a train's compartment, I find myself getting pinned beneath my best friend's boyfriend, Gaston Walters. Our bodies are firmly glued to each other. I don't have any strength left in me, so I can only let Gaston do whatever he wants to me. Soon, I feel him turning me on. My husband, Stevie Murray's loud snores drift from the bunk bed above our heads. That's when Gaston slowly slides his hand beneath my blanket before hiking my nightgown upward. "Wow, you're so wet…"