Retorcido Novels & Stories

excited Elena rushed to the door to see what Rob had gotten for her. She opened the door with excitement which quickly changed to confusion. All she could see was Rob standing in front of her drunk and shirtless "Uhm uncle what did you get for me?" She asked. Rob gave her no response and just stared at her body. uncomfortable with the way he looked at her she tried to close the door but Rob held the door open and forced his way into her room "I want you, Elena, I want you" he said drunkenly. "Elena, Elena... where are you?" she heard Britney call out. "Oh no, that must be aunt, She's back. You need to go please." shivering she sat on the bed as Rob made his way out. "ELENA!!" Britney yelled

Not blinking. Something really isc razy. I feel it deep in my bones.

My back arched when he laid a kiss just above my clit, ignoring where I wanted him. In response, he tightened his hold on me, pinning me to the mattress and immobilizing me. “Ugh!” I groaned in protest when even after multiple times, he refused to touch me where I needed him. He was torturing me on purpose and I couldn’t take it anymore. I was so worked up, I could feel my wetness dripping down to the sheets. Renzo’s dark chuckle vibrated against my sensitive skin, sending a small wave of pleasure through me but leaving me even more frustrated than before. He was finding this amusing?

I was managing rather than partnering. "I'm sorry," I said. "You're right. I don't get to critique your habits without first asking if something's wrong or if you need something from me." "I appreciate the apology," Eli said. "But I also need you to understand that this is going to happen again. You're going to revert. And I'm going to push back. And we're going to have to navigate this repeatedly until it becomes less automatic." "I know," I said. "That's what partnership means."

Robert gulped down what was his ninth shot of tequila, his face crumpled tight as he downed another one almost immediately. He let out a huff at the effect the alcohol was beginning to have on him and yet again, poured himself another shot. This seemed like the only remedy for all the different emotions he was feeling at the moment.

Chelsea grinned . " So a tortorantula, huh?" finally stopped sniggering , Ron asked Chelsea as he nursed the bump . He looked just as bad , his entire right eye was swollen and the left one had turned black . There were scratches, not small scratches but huge the size of a borewell pipe . " Yeah , what about you ?" asked Chelsea " A four arm ape , you know Tetrabrachipe , Now I wished I didn't move on the second stage " winced Ron as he applied a yellow sticky paste that smelled strongly of grape wine on his black eye .

TBC. Torro

It stings like a bitch! ************

before. @cycy

*I'm screwed. ****