Spit Swapping Novels & Stories

"Return your daylight rings, you all are not fit to keep it on, and your S rank status has been stripped off from you all." They all removed their rings and dropped it into a golden cup beside the leader. "Sorex will surely be dissapointed in me thanks to this wack vamps" he mumbled. "Dismis" he shouted and instantly they all flashed away. "Fools".... . . Spark's house

I cried out as she sucked hard on it and I felt my pre cum squirting into her mouth. Miss Ross released my cock and keeping her mouth open let the pre cum drip out and oozed down my shaft. She closed her mouth, then opening it again let a trail of spit drool out and cover my cock. I moaned loudly as she quickly lowered her head and taking me deep into her mouth began make sloppy wet sounds as she slurped her spit from my cock. I switched from playing with her nipples to just fondling her tits in fear I would get too excited and pinch her as she removed my cock and spit on it again.

Judging by his current posture, I’d say I was doing pretty good. And so I placed my mouth above his tip. “Mmhmm,” he nodded. And then I let a stream of spit fall from my mouth, directly onto his cock, watching the liquid glisten as it spread across the head of that beautiful, throbbing delight. This I continued to rub, making sure to moisten every inch of him (which took a few more mouthfuls of spit, each time being met by bountiful encouragement). I loved sliding my hands on the shaft, hearing that slippy-slip noise I’d only seen in p**n up until now. It was mesmerizing.

"We are selling our Growth. These races have reached the end of their stories. They’ve solved every equation and smoothed over every conflict. They are coming to us because we are the only people in the galaxy who still know how to make a mistake." The engineering behind the Exchange was a feat of the Thirteenth Frequency. To trade a "Narrative," the human "Donor" would enter a Resonance Booth, where their specific memories of a conflict—a corporate betrayal, a romantic heartbreak, or a grueling engineering failure—were modulated into a "Narrative-Coin." This wasn't a recording; it was a sensory-rich, emotional packet that allowed the buyer to "live" the friction without the long-term trauma

I said but Atlas just looked around as if something in the room was magically gonna explain this shit to me on his behalf. “Well get on with it!!!” I screamed getting annoyed. “It means that we’ll fuck and then I’ll bite your neck until I draw blood and mark you” Atlas said. His words made my eyes bulge out of my sockets. Fuck me! (Pun not intended)

Melvin crossed his arms and sneered as he watched me call for backup. "Oh, you're not calling the police today, but your lackeys? Cut the act. You came here to win me back, didn't you? "You're nothing but Jen's stand-in. You were so sweet when you slept with me back then. What turned you into such a shrew?" Before I could respond, a small figure suddenly darted forward. Finn, mimicking something he'd picked up, spat in my face.

Realizing that things were going south, she turned around to flee. Yet, she had only taken two steps when a massive volume of high-pressure water jets suddenly blasted out from the walls on both sides of the hallway. Mixed into the water jets were streaks of neon-green fluorescent powder and potent tear gas. Natalie coughed violently. "My eyes!" she shrieked. Blasted left and right by the pressure, she ended up sprawled miserably on the ground. Her makeup was entirely ruined, and the green fluorescent gunk made her look like a toxic toad.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.

My throat tightened as the head hit the back, and I gagged, spit bubbling out and dripping onto my chin. Damon stepped closer, his cock thick and leaking. He slapped it against my cheek, against my lips while I sucked Jake. “She’s drooling already,” he muttered, smearing precum across my mouth. “Switch.” Jake pulled out with a wet pop, strands of spit stretching between us, my lips were swollen and slick, but I didn’t even pause, I turned and swallowed Damon’s cock down, groaning as he shoved in deep, his size hitting harder against my throat.

' With the one in my hands I will complete the quest as soon as possible, I just hope it gives me a lot of rewards ' Vic unsealed the sealed nylon and Spiro was just wondering what Vic was about to do. Vic start pouring the sweets into his mouths. "Hey, is this what you want to show me?! To watch you swallow my Sweets. That's the remnants of all the sweets, And I don't have anything else I could eat before we get back to the village." Spiro complained and stood up from where he was sitting. He went towards the water that was dripping out of the rock, to have a sip and to quench his thirst. After swallowing five bars of Dragon sweets, he was getting tired of it and was very thirsty