Proxy Creepypasta Novels & Stories

The ad flashed an image of a dimly lit room, surrounded by mirrors, with the tagline "Experience your deepest desires in the mirror room." Curiosity piqued, Bella clicked on the link and was led to a website that promised the ultimate sexual experience. It was a place where one could live out their fantasies of being ravished by a mysterious entity while watching themselves in countless reflections. Intrigued, she signed up for a session, eager to explore this new world of pleasure.

He went back and forth between us — a few hard strokes in my pussy, then in Sophie’s, then back again. Our juices coated his cock and dripped onto the desk. We were both moaning, bodies trembling. Sophie came first. Her pussy clenched around his cock, and she cried out, thighs shaking. I felt her walls pulsing against my fingers. Professor Voss pulled out and pushed back into me. “Your turn, Lila. Come on my cock while Sophie watches.” He fucked me fast and deep, thumb rubbing my clit. The orgasm hit me hard. My back arched off the desk.

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some neighbors are friendly. Others are dangerous. And the most addictive ones watch you through the window until watching is no longer enough. Tonight’s confession is about mutual obsession across glass — until one night the window is no longer a barrier. This one is intense, voyeuristic, and full of raw stalker-next-door heat. Here is the confession of “The Neighbor’s Window.” --- **Story 9: The Neighbor’s Window**

Curiosity finally won. I opened it and fired up his laptop. Most of the files were boring business shit. Then I found a hidden folder called “Cream Pies Unlimited.” My pussy twitched the second I clicked it. The “Images” folder was packed with hundreds of pictures — pussies of every kind, freshly fucked and leaking thick, white cum. It dribbled out of stretched holes, ran down arse cheeks, pooled on bedsheets. I stared, breathing faster, and slipped a hand into my panties. My clit was already swollen and slippery.

How do you wanna play this? Lara's fingers trembled over her phone, the gangbang fantasy she'd nursed since college now seconds from reality. Alone in her dim apartment, the faint tang of yesterday's takeout lingered on her tongue, mixing with the dry swallow in her throat as she scrolled back through old journal entries. Four hands, six, more pulling her under like riptides, no escape from the crash. Her thighs clenched against the worn couch cushion, heat pooling low, shame twisting like an undertow even as her pulse thrummed insistent.

I snatched it, pulse 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. It wasn’t. The folder opened. My stomach flipped. Stepsis Takes Stepbrother’s Cock. Forbidden Creampie. Stepsister Begs for More.

Ero **** on the first date she confided in me i have a chromosomal disorder, disorder, disorder i need love and pain strangely mixed together my elixirs i suffer reality distoooorrtions a ghastly Vatican of ****** compulsions my soul is black matter my **** a seething cauldron of despicable desire my *** cries for homicidal cruelty mold me into a ******* fold me like a two dollar beach chair the wrong way tear me to bits unwind my intestine eat me like a blood ******* ghoul make me squirm like an anime victim i thought oh finally a soul mate with soul strange as a Dionysian mad hatter on hallucinogenics hot girl creeping grimacing at me meandering conjurations by ****** contortions stunning

Wu: So no one's gonna talk about how epic last night was? Jacq: Was that before or after you bailed on us? Me: Y'all are driving me nuts! Rubs: Well, let me take your mind of this. Me: thanks rubs. Rubs: Dee's video leaked. Lol Me: Not exactly my type of news but that could work? Wu: Content? Maria: oh yeah. After the whole party last night. Lol. Jacq: Please don't tell me nudes Maria: worse. A sextape

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Back at the wigwam they came out from the pregnant woman watches from where she stood. An green aura formed around Peirce’s right arm, then he stretched it at the creeper. … Nothing happened. Peirce's and Node's face went blank. “D-do you now believe me about not hiding my powers from you… I was just lucky then.” Peirce whispered to Node. “We are so dead.” Node gasped. The pregnant woman, gently slapped her forehead. “Unlucky Idiots.” The creeper took a step to them, snarling with drool slipping from its mouth down to the sand.