Sickfic Prompts Novels & Stories

THE PRIVATE SCREENING BOOTH PT 3 The silent film moved into its third and final scene; raw, desperate fucking. Black-and-white bodies slammed together on the giant screen, hips thrusting hard, mouths open in silent cries as the credits started to roll slowly at the bottom. Sofia climbed back onto Luca’s lap without a word. She reached down, took his long, throbbing cock in her hand, and lined it up with her dripping entrance. Then she sank all the way down in one smooth motion until he was buried to the hilt inside her tight, wet cunt.

' Always. The lamp has long stopped working, its light convulsing as the power gradually faded off. Regardless, the room is still fairly lit up, the clear skies unveiling the mysteries of the dark. It could be the moon or a group of patrolling guards illuminated the walls. Either way, thick shadows are gathered in the corners, threatening to bite if bothered. Before falling asleep, Sesh asks the last question. Have you thought what are you going to do next?' With a foot in what looked like the beginning of a nightmare, Tammy replies half asleep.

and seeks to destroy everyone," she answered, sporting a proud smirk. I nodded to that, pretending to consider what she said before adding, "so, yourself then." "Bitch," she seethed in mock anger, leaving us giggling. Our attention was soon drawn to the posters which were being put up. And without realizing it, I found myself reading out the words there. "Moonlit Magic." I spent a few more seconds staring at the poster. With Juliette as the head of the prom committee this year, it was a given that prom was going to be nothing less than amazing. "I guess we'll soon start seeing some super sweet promposals," Beckham remarked from beside me, making a cringe face when she said 'super sweet

’s. “Hello, Sick,” the man croaks in a hoarse, raspy voice. “Rick says the time for games is over and it’s time to end this.” “I’ve already killed half a dozen of you assholes,” I spit, drawing Borden from its sheath. “Bring it on, fuck-wit.” The F.U.C.K. just smiles and opens his mouth as if he were going to scream but he makes no sound. After a brief moment of confusion, my brain explodes and my entire body begins shaking in a violent seizure.

**The Strange Sickness** Aria awoke to an insidious wave of weakness, a heavy fog settling over her limbs and pinning her to the bed. The world around her swayed unsettlingly, each flicker of light from the window disorienting. When she attempted to sit up, a fierce and nauseating lurch rose within her, forcing her to collapse back onto the comforting yet unyielding mattress. Her heartbeat thundered in her chest, each pulse feeling like a distant drum signaling an uninvited storm.

Years ago in Tales ^°^ Sreya felt like a Century had made an appearance and gone. It was always dark and cold. And when the darkness was disturbed by the dizzy rays of the candlelight, he was always there... Touching her, touching himself, scanning the faded pages of his small bible...burning his flesh. He wasn't giving her the numbing shots anymore. Sreya wanted him to. She didn't want to feel what he was doing. She hated that her body responded every time. Her flesh, a traitor to her mind.

Felix continued to try and repair our relationship, much like the sunflowers he’d plant every time we moved to a new place. “Felicity, it’s going to get better. Once you’re well, I’ll take you back home, plant the sunflowers you love, and we’ll paint together again,” he promised. I glanced down at my hand, still immobile. Could I even paint anymore? Felix, sensing my doubt, spoke again with unwavering determination, “It will get better. I’ll make you well, and I’ll make those who hurt you pay for what they did.”

I pressed my palm flat and rubbed slowly, feeling him swell bigger under my touch while he let out a low groan that vibrated right up my arm. Ten seconds felt endless, my clit throbbing in time with every stroke, and when I finally pulled my hand away, it was tingling and my panties were already damp. “Your turn, Jake,” I said. “Emma, truth or dare?” “Dare,” she answered, her voice husky now. “Suck my cock right here for five minutes.” The van went dead quiet for a second, then Mia gasped, but nobody said stop.

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Inside, the energy was chaotic, every corner a fuck-fest begging to be joined, and her mouth watered, her body aching to dive in. “Hey, Maddie! Back for another round already?!” A buff, naked stud with a thick, veiny monster cock that had plowed her senseless more times than she could count walked over, his cock swinging amid the haze of smoke and moans. Maddie smirked, eyeing his meat. “You know I can’t stay away.” Fernand squinted at her, smirking. “Girl, are you ever satisfied?” Maddison tilted her head with a smile. “You know the answer’s hell no. Don’t act like my two holes don’t scream it loud and clear. Right now, I want ’em both stuffed to the brim.”