Sad Bl Stories の小説・ストーリー

"I love that adjective. Better than plain jane." “You think you can blackmail me? I’ll tell Dad and your home wreaker mother how you spread your legs for money.” I squeezed his cock harder, stroking him torturously slow. “Keep talking, Brian. You’re only making me wetter.” “Fuck you,” he spat. “You’re a disgusting slut. This little power trip won’t last.”

"It's just, it's stupid. "Nothing you can tell me is stupid baby. What's wrong?" Naudia sighs. "I- I have never been with a highschool boy before, so I don't know if they can satisfy me or not." She pauses and whispers the last part. "I have never been with anyone before."

“ It's been five years babe, I think that's enough time. Look, this is a bad idea ok? Trust me.” Thom Sinclair isn't someone who pretends to care about you if he doesn't, and I know he doesn't give a damn about me. The guy is scary, no doubt. He built a million dollar company from scratch so I understood his hesitation towards me at first, but it became ridiculous after time went by. I am not after the Sinclair's money.

***Warning: The following stories are 18+ and contain content that may offend, disturb, and trigger some readers. These include physical, mental, and emotional abuse, as well as physical and sexual violence, and drug references. Read at your own risk... Isadora was a second-year student, and Miles was her professor. His love for her was forbidden and bordered on obsession. She felt trapped with no one to turn to. Until the substitute Professor Rhett enters... CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

I came again, squirting messily around the massive dildos, my body convulsing so hard I thought the chains might give out. Sameal didn't stop even with my cries, he kept pounding the larger dildo into my pussy with brutal speed, tugging the clamps, slapping my ass, until I was a shaking, drooling mess.

Within minutes, Evan’s body began to spasm from the orgasmic euphoria and with one last stroke from Daniel he shot his load all over his abs, and with one final thrust Daniel pulled himself out and shot his load over Evan's body. Daniel collapsed on top of Evan and their semen mixed together with their bodily fluids. “You do know that was just a warm up, right?” He whispered to Evan, rolling off him and onto the bed. Evan immediately got up with the embarrassment of him sleeping with his Ex's dad. He tried to hurry into the bathroom but his eyes caught a sight; at the entrance of the room stood the last person Evan wanted to see. His ex— Liam’s shocked expression. As if snapping out of a daz

Jade stayed in Ohio with her grandfather, Johnathan and his brother, Garwin. She was nineteen years old and came visiting for the holidays for the first time in years. The small town, Haborsville was rumoured to be invaded by night creatures that were responsible for the death of atleast three people on a daily basis. But Jade visited still. She only believed it was mere superstition and the only thing killing people were either plagues from poor hygiene, an unknown disease or people themselves like thieves.

Thirty minutes later, a press release from Caleb’s official media account states we’ve broken up! My phone has been blowing up with notifications, and it's the same reason Savannah called. “Fucking Mason doesn't make you a loser.” She finishes her sentence. “Jeez, Savy!” I let out a shaky sob. “Can you be serious?” The tears don't stop rolling. “I’m twenty-five. Broke and 25.” She makes a face and slaps a hand over her mouth as if hiding something. “Reminds me of myself. I’m only rich in dicks.”

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