Spell Fantasies Novels & Stories

There'll be hot guys and fun games” she asked one last time as she held the door handle. “I'm sure babes. I'll pass this time” I said sweetly and we bade each other goodbye. I rushed to the door and locked it then quickly took off my clothes and lay on my bed. Yes I could be picky and slightly judgemental but I never pretended to be innocent myself. I loved sex and bad stuff buttttt… with the right person. I couldn't tell Sheila that I've been fantasizing and daydreaming about Shawn. I couldn't get his face and dick out of my mind. I masturbated thinking about him. My little secret.

My legs go numb, my thighs tremble. —Don't hold back any longer and give it to me. I want to feel you coming, sexi mikrí magissa! - He hisses in my ear while increasing the speed of his thrusts. My fantasy has come true. He just called me his sexy little witch! I'm coming. Oh no. No,no,no. Yes! I come. Looking into his eyes, those blacker than death eyes. Mhm. I bite my lip to keep from crying out loud, moaning like a cat in heat.

Seeking Deeper Fantasy is set in Stark city, where Corey Lawson, a 31 years old faces challenges as he discovers that the woman he is in love with, Kisha Prime, is the reason his whole childhood became a nightmare. Driven by resilience, he takes Legacy Woodwork to a greater height. Kisha Prime, a 25 years old, raised by her stepfather Morgan Lawson, the man who abandons his family to be with his one true love, Marla. Sharing deep memories together of life, but unfortunately are not allowed to be together because of the hatred between both families. Robert Prime, deeply in love with Marla orchestrated a wedge between Morgan and Marla by getting married to her against her will. Mor

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

He had sacrificed himself for her and she wasn't going to let the others die so she pulled herself together and raced even faster before it got to her. Her eyes brightened up in hope as she sighted the fire they had made for the night. It felt weird as she got closer, it was awfully quiet and soon she got to know why. Her lips were muted as she beheld the terrible sight before her, she had given up in body and soul, they were all dead, the creature had gotten to them before her and at this point there was no point in running, it was clear that it was teasing and could get to her no matter how far she was from him.

“This is what I was talking about” Lyra looked at me, “What” “You” I said bluntly, “You're drawing everything in, strigois, vampires, werewolves, dhamphirs, even Richard and things we don't even know yet” “I didn't ask for that!“ she snapped. “I know... “ I said softly, “But it doesn't change the reality” The silence stretched between us and Caspian spoke. “She's coming with me” My head snapped towards him, “No”

“Tell her exactly what your ‘project’ is.” Another brutal thrust stole my words. Black cum from our earlier rounds was being fucked out of me in wet, filthy squelches, dripping down my thighs and pooling on the altar beneath us. The entire workshop reeked of sex, ozone, and dark spices. “I’m ah working on a new spell,” I managed, voice trembling. Tears of overwhelming pleasure leaked from the corners of my eyes. “It’s… really fucking intense.” “I’ll say,” Elara muttered. “You sound like you’re in pain. Do you need me to come over?”

I caressed his hard jaw to his soft lips. “Do you remember your fantasies? That you would fuck me here in our tent… your cock pressed inside me as I begged you to fuck me roughlessly… and you would kiss me the way I wanted to be kissed… pleasure me the way you know how to do it… your cum would all be inside my pussy. Isn’t that what you want to do with me in the first place? You would fuck me nonstop in the night until my cunt becomes sore and the first thing you do in the morning is to eat me. So let’s do it, Hendrix. Let us do what your fantasies were all about.” When he opened his eyes, they were even darker that I thought I was looking in some shadow. He gripped my clit that I wasn’t abl

Liam's imagined whispers, his breath on my neck, his body pressed against mine – it was all so vivid, so tantalizingly real. With the showerwand in hand, I directed the warm water, the sensation heightening the fantasy, blurring the lines between reality and imagination. This was just a release, I told myself, a way to exorcise his image from my thoughts so I could refocus on what mattered – my business, my goals, the bet.