Romans & histoires Storybook Stories

He asked like a pissed man . I gulped hard thinking of what to say, then I thought of saying rubbish. "The thing is I .. I.. saw ...your g..grandmother in my dream I .. I mean my grandmother and she was telling me some fables and fairly life stories that —always spur me up so I got tied down and lost track of time.." He scoffed and dipped from his drink "Do you really want me to fire you right now?" I felt a bang in my head. No I certainly can't loose my job for the 11th time.

They were funny and charming, and both had this easy confidence that made my pulse quicken every time one of them looked at me a little too long. After the second glass of scotch, the tension in the air suddenly became impossible to ignore. Alex leaned back, his blue eyes locked on mine. “Are you all alone out here?” I wanted to say no, that I was waiting for my boyfriend who could come along at any moment, but there was something about them that promised a wild adventure. So I nodded, biting my lip. “Needed some time to myself after a horrible breakup… Guess the universe had other plans tonight.” Ryan dropped his glass and shifted closer on the couch. “Breakups suck. But sometimes... the be

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

I nibbled the head with my tongue and heard him growl loudly. ‎I felt him jerk and then he came, hot, thick, and down my throat. ‎"Swallow it all, honey," he ordered. ‎And I obeyed, taking every last bit of it. This is exactly what I wanted. To be continued in story 6 ‎**Author's Note" ‎Thanks for reading and supporting my book. I appreciate 💯 I've more steamy stories that would get you turned on. ‎

“Fuck me, Jake. Fill Mommy’s cunt while I keep eating my baby girl.” Jake didn’t hesitate. He gripped her wide hips and slammed into her in one brutal thrust. Sarah cried out into my pussy as he bottomed out, balls-deep. The force pushed her face harder against me. He started pounding her immediately—hard, deep strokes that made her heavy tits swing and slap together.

Scheur POV I kept my eyes fixed on the stone floor as I carried the heavy laundry basket down the dimly lit hallway. In this world, humans knew their place — especially when serving werewolves. Two years in the palace had taught me one unbreakable rule: avoid them like poison. Speak only when spoken to. Never meet their eyes. Never linger. A burst of excited voices echoed from the servants’ quarters. I hesitated, then stepped closer and set the basket down.

Third Person's POV Another six months passed, with Lorenzo's life gradually settling into a monotonous calm. He went to work, came home, ate, and slept. Like a soulless machine, he mechanically repeated each day. He didn't socialize, didn't go out for entertainment, and didn't contact anyone from his past. His only friend was Antonio, the only person who had stayed by his side after he lost everything. One evening, when Antonio came to visit, he brought with him a bottle of whiskey. The moment Lorenzo saw the bottle, his expression changed.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

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she reprimanded her boyfriend. "I'm sorry, babe. By the way, here's your coffee." David places a cup of her favorite macchiato on her table. "Hmm... It smells so good. Thanks, babe!" Julia smilingly thanks him. David started looking at the storyboard that Julia has been working for a few days now. "This looks good. Is it almost finished?" he asked Julia. "Yeah. I think I'll be able to finish it by the end of the week." Julia replied.