Stranger In My Ass Novels & Stories

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

Oh God, what was I going to do? I slid down to sit on the floor, my back against the door, and buried my face in my hands. Alessio was the man from the club. The masked stranger. The one who had touched me and kissed me and given me my first real orgasm. The one I'd thought about for weeks afterward, unable to get him out of my head even though I'd thought I'd never see him again. And he thought I was an escort. A sex worker. Someone who went to clubs like that regularly, who slept with strangers for money.

she said sniffing and the man was still holding tight to her. " No, is getting hotter here, I am burning inside, help me ". his voice became demanding before Maya could say another word his lips were on hers, and Maya wide-eyed in surprise and struggled to push him off but he was holding on tight as he kept kissing her deeply and roughly, she could taste the alcohol in his mouth and he started caressing her body after she got tired of struggling with him. She suddenly got lost in his tender touch, she had never felt like this for anyone before, her body was giving in to the strange man, she slid her fingers through his hair and let out a moan as the man carried her to the bed. His lips began

He was a total stranger to me. While dancing he told me that he was Ratna's brother. I happened to look at Amol and by his look, I knew he didn't like it. I was confused. He didn't like him or me dancing with him? Slowly, I started to feel uncomfortable. He started to touch me everywhere and pulled me close. I could feel Amol's eyes on me. This guy's name was Anurodh and he started to bring his mouth close to me and tried to kiss me. Before I could protest or tell him to fuck off, a strong hand pulled me. It was the Devil. He punched him and had no intention of stopping.

My headache was getting worse and worse as I struggled to recall what had happened. Slowly, fragments of what transpired the day before began to resurface in my mind. Immediately after Brix dumped me, and I saw him banging another woman, I went to a bar and drank, and to my surprise... When I realized what had happened between the stranger in bed and me, I was shocked and horrified. "I had sex with a complete stranger!" I disregarded the nagging voice in my head that appeared like it was saying something "What a fool! In bed with a naked man, why do you think you're naked?"

He could hear hands working desperately at the lock and that made him brim with anticipation. Finally, he thought, till the door opened for him to see a tall macho man with overgrown beards and tattoos scattered all over his body. The shock from seeing the stranger made him almost unable to speak. He had heavy rock music pounding in his apartment. “Can I help you mate?” his deep voice could make anybody’s knees buckle with frightful intimidation. “Sorry…I came to the wrong door,” Kylian broke out in an uncoordinated stutter, “I was looking for some girl named Maya, she lives on this floor…I don’t know if you might know her, somehow.”

asked Eros annoyed. Jane thought for a moment. "They're so boring! I want to meet random guys so I can get nervous and all," Jane said casually. If most people are afraid or hesitant to meet strangers, Jane wants to meet and get to know strangers. Eros shook his head slowly. Jane's quirks have no cure. "If you don't want to come, I'll sign up myself, who knows I might find the perfect date there!" cried Jane as she left the pool. Eros took a deep breath. The girl had completely lost her mind. There are no good, perfect men on dating apps like that. Applications like that only contain people without work.

Not when he doesn’t even know who I am. I walked straight into my room and shut the door behind me, leaning against it as if I needed its support. My strength gave in and I slipped on the floor . My eyes closed , knees bend and heads buried in my knees .Tears streaming down. And for a brief moment ,everything I had buried made its way back. Memories started flashing back . His voice. His familiar touch. This familiarity is not only dangerous but also suffocating me .I lifted my head and pressed my palm against my forehead, trying to steady myself.

When she finally climbed into bed, she didn’t sleep. The next morning, Maya went about her routine as if she hadn’t stood frozen for half the night with a stranger on the other side of her door. She dressed in loose jeans and a wrinkled T-shirt. She didn’t wear makeup, didn’t fix her curls, didn’t even bother with breakfast. The hallway outside smelled like floor cleaner and old wood. The apartment across from hers had the blinds down, but through a small slit she saw a light flicker on. Then off. She didn’t stop walking.

The stranger was pounding me mercilessly now, like every second the rhythmic wet slaps echoing through the suite. After several minutes of intense missionary fucking, the sounds changed again. The bed creaked heavily, then there was movement that became different now bodies shifting, feet hitting the floor. “Come here,” the stranger growled. “On the floor. Ass up.” And my eager reply came instantly. “Yes… doggy on the floor… I love it that way… fuck my pussy even more and harder now. Fuck me hard from behind!” Kai’s heart pounded. He could picture it clearly like me on all fours on the carpet, ass high, back arched, presenting my wet dripping pussy to the tall, handsome stranger.