Stud Novels & Stories

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The phone rings several times before a groggy female voice says, “Hello?” “Hello. This is Braxton Merriweather. I’m sorry to say there’s been an incident….”

The Naughty Babysitter Intro: A high school girl who’s curious about her sexual side gets involved with two explorative couples who are more than willing to show her what sex is all about Vivian Sinclair Who says school wasn't stressful especially first year. I'm a sophomore in college majoring in international Relations. I wanted to get a good job when I graduated so I was saving up money to work at an internship in New York this upcoming summer.

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“Mrs. Veyron.” “Thank you, Mara,” Cassian said. “We’ll take it from here.” She nodded quickly. “He’s settled. Meds are in this bag. The notes are on top.” She lowered her voice. “He is… difficult.” “I know,” Cassian said. “I’m right here,” another voice cut through, sharp as glass. We both turned. Lucian sat in a sleek black wheelchair at the base of the stairs. His posture was perfect; his eyes were cruel.

There are a few people working out and a couple of guys sparring in the ring, and I give them a nod as I walk by and head for the stairs that will take me up to my private apartment. Even after working out and some fighting with Danny, I'm not fully satisfied. Something is missing and I'm not sure if it's because I haven't seen my brothers in over a week or what. Opening the door to my bachelor pad, I step inside and look around. A strange sense of loneliness washes over me and, after slipping on a clean t-shirt and shorts, I walk into the small kitchen and start gathering things to make a protein shake: a handful of greens, scoop of peanut butter, a frozen banana, protein powder, flaxseed o

He walked me back to the couches before he said, "He's not a psycho or anything. I promise." I sat down and so did he. "Do you remember that video you made during college?" Alec asked. I sat back on the couch to think for a moment and Alec did too. "Oh! Yeah! The promotional video that was posted on the school website to encourage more women to attend my private college." I said. Alec nodded in agreement before he said, "Well if you remember? That video went viral on I*******m. My master saw it as a suggested video that he may like because he donates funds to your private college."

Acing tests, forcing smiles in every social circle, nearly breaking my back just to be seen as something more than the quiet, studious girl no one really noticed. None of it worked. Until I passed the tryouts for the girls’ volleyball team. But getting into the squad was the easy part. Surviving their “ritual” was the real test. I'd agreed without thinking too much about it. I was desperate after all, and it was a stupid dare, I told myself. Sorority-girl nonsense. But when they told me who they'd chosen, my stomach dropped. Mr. Kieran White. My inorganic chemistry lecturer. The same man who had lost his wife to cancer only a few months ago.

I changed into a sweater top and sweat pants. I ate at the kitchen island, fork moving mechanically, mind still in that room. After, I carried my phone to the living-room couch, curled into the corner, legs tucked under me. I opened the camera roll. Those quick, guilty snaps from the cabinet stared back at me. Hesitantly, I opened the browser. Results loaded instantly of B.utt plugs, d*ldos, vibrators and Anall beads. Lube in different viscosities and flavors. I scrolled faster, eyes widening and gasps growing on every result.

I felt as if I had a huge weight taken over my body. I stood up, cleaned myself and toy and I decided to keep them in the drawer. I switched off my mirror lights and crawled to my bed in my cotton night clothes. As soon as my head hit the bed, I fell asleep. --------------------------------------- "Thank you so much for coming" I smile at my customer as they leave with the books. I sit down and look at the computer, I took a sip of my hot chocolate and started working on the credit sheet. I heard someone walk in and I looked up.