Sonadow Stories Novels & Stories

Whether it was out of fear of content, no one knew. “HAHAH!” The sound of hard clapping and laughing echoed in the desolate desert-like area. “I have to admit, that is quite the backstory.” Suit was seated comfortably in his chair with chips in his in his hands, staring at two screens. One was of Anderson and his escapades. He had been thoroughly enjoying everything. From his complacency to his guard, or lack of. From his mistakes to his wake-up calls. Suit had been enjoying himself to the point of almost joining the story himself. Unfortunately, the contract did not allow him to personally influence the story in any way, let alone personally get involved.

I see her pointing at something out of my periphery and am not sure what’s more shocking: the fact that Steve hasn’t charmed her into a room, or that she’s managed to peel her eyes off him long enough to direct his attention to the other hotel. “Here we go,” Axl says, flashing pearly-white teeth at me. “Found you. What brings you to town?” Still straining my ears to listen to Steve and Cindy, I answer, “My daughter’s getting married.” His face brightens, but there’s confusion in there, too. “Fantastic! But you don’t look old enough for that.”

“Good. Because I have not forgotten you either. Every time you clean this room, I find little traces of you. The way you fold the towels perfectly. The faint scent of your shampoo. I left those chocolates for you on purpose. Did you like them?” “I did,” I admitted, meeting his gaze. “They were the best I have ever tasted. Thank you. You did not have to do that.” “I wanted to. You work hard, Hazel. You deserve something sweet.” He stepped even closer, towering over me. “Tell me more about your studies. What is your favorite kind of forbidden story?” I shifted in the chair, suddenly very aware of how alone we were. “Ones where the powerful man notices the innocent girl. Where the attraction is

*********** Story Titles 365 Nights of Sin Professor beg for cock Double Life, Double Penetration Used by the Boss Stuffed & Stretched: An Asshole Made for His Pleasure Drowning in Raw Desire: A Gangbang at the Penthouse The Gauntlet: One Woman, Five Cocks, No Mercy Total Objectification: The Pussy That Never Says No Gagged & Taken: The Reality of Her Dirty Fantasies Deep Throat Devotion Stretching Her Limits: A Threesome for the Boss’s Wife Used and Abused: My Best Friend’s Massive Cock The Office Gangbang: Four Cocks, One Pussy, No Regrets The Double-Team: Getting Stuffed From Both Ends Her Father’s Enemy: An Affair Paid for in Orgasm Drenched in Semen: The Aftermath of the Gangbang Total

“I’m your cock-addicted whore! Ruin me harder than any job stress ever could!” When he finally released me, the overload began. The fucking machine rammed a thick dildo into my dripping cunt on high while Marcus sodomized my ass with deep, brutal thrusts. Double penetration stretched me obscenely, the fullness making me squirt continuously like a broken hose. Electro-stim pads on my nipples, clit, and asshole delivered timed shocks synced to the pounding. I lost count of orgasms, body convulsing, voice hoarse from screaming freely.

He pumped once, twice, his thumb circling my clit with maddening precision. “More coffee, Mom?”. Randy asked in a perfectly casual voice but he didn't stop as his fingers were working me under the table while his thumb pressed harder and faster. “No, thank you, sweetheart”. My mother said and then turned back to her husband, and launched into a story about their honeymoon plans. My thighs trembled and a moan built in my throat, but I coughed to cover it. Randy's fingers curled inside me, hitting every sensitive wall. I was about to come and I would do it right there, at the breakfast table, while my mother discussed travel itineraries.

But no one knows about the other side of me. At night, when the house is quiet, I hide under my covers with my phone and read the kind of stories that would make my mother faint. Dark. Filthy. Full of dominant men who take what they want. Girls who beg for it. Degradation that makes my thighs press together and my heart race. I touch myself to those stories, whispering things I would never say out loud, and then feel crushing guilt the next morning. I’m supposed to be pure. Innocent. The perfect daughter.

EVE’S POV “Fuckin whore…I know you love it when I tease your clit, you say your heart belongs to Mark but I know deep down, you always wanted my cum to fill you up.” Landon whispers in my ear as he grabs my hair back, making me arch deeper. " Don't stop please…make me cum." I moan faintly, as my first clenched. “Beg me, beg me, maybe I'll make you cum.” He uses his hand to squeeze my tits and rolls my nipple between his fingers as my other tit bounce while he thrust into me non stop.

“I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.” “You don't have a different d!ck size. I want a different d!ck size every time.” All that he was saying, wasn't any of my concern. Mother would never find out about my s*x life. I promise that. “Ella, think about this again. She'll eventually find out and that wouldn't be good. Give us a chance and leave this lifestyle alone. Even in class, you can ask me to follow you and zip down, I’ll do it..” he said and for some moment, my heart melted.

‎Damon kept thrusting his thick and huge cock faster and deeper into my wet pussy to the point where I couldn't catch my breath between pumps. ‎He's such a good fucker... ‎**Author's Message** ‎Keep reading, I have more juicy, steamy stories for you that're going to make you get wet and horny🥵 Please drop your honest review on this chapter cause it would mean a lot to me. ‎Thanks 💯 ‎