Secret Obsession Novels & Stories

“I can stop right now. Get off you. Put my shirt back on. We never talk about this again. Do you want me to stop?” Molly’s breath shook. The ache between her legs pulsed in time with her heart. She could still feel the exact path Katie’s wet fingers had drawn on her skin. One night. That was all. One secret night to get this out of her system and prove to both of them that she was not actually attracted, that her body was just confused and overstimulated from listening to them fuck through the wall. “No,” Molly whispered. “Don’t stop. One night. That’s it. A secret. Nobody ever knows. I’ll prove to you I’m not… that this doesn’t mean anything. I’m not attracted to you like that. I just need

She watched him search for one and come up empty, and something in her chest broke a little further at the sight of it, because some old, stubborn part of her had hoped he would. "I need space," she said. "Seraphina—" "Not forever. Not even long. Just tonight." Her voice shook. "I can't be in a room with you right now and trust that what you're telling me is the whole of it. I don't know how to hold your obsession and your secrets in the same hands without one of them crushing the other." "Where will you go." "Somewhere you're not," she said, and it came out harsher than she meant it, though she didn't take it back.

“Because I’m never letting you go. This is our secret. No one else gets to have you.” Later that night in our room, we grinded against each other under the covers slow, desperate, hands roaming while we tried not to make noise. His obsession was deepening mine every single day. And I was starting to love every risky second of it.

“Please, Maya. I want to hear everything.” Heat flooded through me so fast it made me dizzy. I kissed Theo harder in answer, arching up into his hand. He took the invitation. His palm slid down my stomach, under the waistband of my underwear, and two fingers pressed through my folds. He groaned when he felt how wet I was. “Jesus Christ. You’re soaked.” I moaned openly, louder than I normally would have. For him. For her. “I’m touching myself,” Lila breathed in my ear. “My hand is in my shorts right now because of you two.”

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"If you seem so eager to get Kaluna married, people will suspect that you have a purpose." This time, it was Ola's turn to take a deep breath. Meanwhile, the intimacy between Kaluna and Yohan had noticed by some students who attended Oasis High School. It also did not go unnoticed by Estefan, who taught at the same school as them. "Material that often comes out during exams," said Estefan while tapping the whiteboard with a marker. "Please take notes and absorb them again. After this, I will give you questions that you can work on in groups."

Instagram: @giftodulesi. I love you guys a lot. Leave a nice five-star rating, please😘 -------------------- This exertion I was experiencing was driving the hell out of my knuckles, typing furiously on my office laptop, working for some asshole as his secretary really wasted my whole time. I was constantly giving my work an irrelevant emphasis. I decided to take a break, rested my head on the black leather chair I was sitting on, at the end, close to the glass wall of my rectangular office, painted in an exorbitant white paint, with a black theme that completely correlates with my black office chair and extortionate Spanish glass table with other beautiful extras that are necessary in a sec

"Come on, Sebastian. You can trust me. I won't stop until I uncover your little secret." Sebastian's resolve wavered, a mixture of amusement and anticipation evident on his face. With a resigned sigh, he retrieved the hidden object from behind his back and extended it towards Hailee, his eyes meeting hers in an intense gaze. Hailee's breath hitched as she beheld the exquisite bookmark, intricately designed and tailored to suit her taste. Its delicate craftsmanship spoke volumes, whispering of the care and thought that had gone into its creation. Her fingers grazed the smooth surface, tracing the patterns with reverence.

I shook my head and a lone tear trickled down my cheek, not from the pain but from the intense sensual contentment. Zeus lowered himself and his mouth latched on my swollen clit while his fingers worked their way in and out, hitting my specific spot each time. "That's it baby. I'm coming in, I have your key card in my office." Stella's voice froze us both. The next moment happened in a blur, Zeus retreated and swiftly picked me up in his arms. He walked to the shelf on the left and tapped a button next to a hidden black book. The door opened and revealed a secret room.

A girl can dream. I flash my I.D. badge at the desk security guard, who no doubt believes he actually works for a porn warehouse, and make my way to the back of the building, past aisles and aisles of storage boxes of smut. At the very back of the warehouse is a standard bookshelf lined with DVD’s. I look for the current secret video—Jurassic Puss, tagline: ‘Life finds a way . . . to cum’—and pull it from the shelf, triggering the mechanism which opens up the secret door leading down to the subterranean building which is the true heart of T.H.E.M.’s operations.