Sussy Baka Urban Novels & Stories

We aimed to be friends with Kaden, and I'm much much closer, reason why his jealous ass can't sùck it all up. It was sickening. If it were to be a lady, I would have understood but a guy like us, that was far beyond Cringe and gross. What a bastard. I know what was going on right now as he stared at me, hate and loathe. He felt like killing me obviously and he insults me in his mind, knowing pretty well the consequences of saying it out. It's almost cute. If not for the fact that he's baka. Sowwy, anime has gotten too accustomed to me, I meant ‘stupid’ not baka.

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

Present “Ah B – Baby , you like that baby?” I hear my cousin’s voice moan out , making me feel sick to my stomach. I know I should not , but the urges in me helps pry my eyelids open. I am appalled by what I see – my cousin , in nothing but her birthday suit. She straddles David , who is also naked. David lays on his back , while she straddles him , with his cock buries deep inside of her. I watch in horror as she bounces on his dick – I watch how it enters her each time she lands on it. I watch her throw her head back , moaning aloud about how good it felt.

] Alicia took a deep breath, squeezing her thighs around her pillow as she continued reading. Sext Buddy: [Then, I’d run my tongue from your beautiful ass up to your labia, that pretty skin, yeah? Wanna know what else I’d do? I’d spread your pretty labia with my tongue and lick a fat stripe up the middle of your pussy baby and I’d suck your clit in my mouth. You want that?]

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

I'm going to black the fuck out¡­ No, this is not happening. I am not getting dumped by a guy that lives in boarded up buildings! No I am not going to have to raise this baby alone like my Momma had to raise me¡­ "Juicy?! Are you there? Hello?" "Yeah." "Did you hear that I'm not going to be home because I'm in treatment for my seizures and tics ¨CWAH WAH WAH WAH- seventy-two hour hold, psychiatric evaluation ¨C WAH WAH WAH WAH ¨C Juicy?"

LYKOAN’S POV- “Hey, hey. Hey, hey,” Gawain chanted, bobbing his head. “Yes mama, shake it for me.” At a brothel in Mojave, Bakka, we booked a room to kill time. Barefooted on the Persian rug, three brunette dancers jutted and jiggled their hips in the middle to ‘Too Sweet’ by Hozier. We sat disguised like regular Trenchland slums on a fuchsia semicircular couch, supposedly charmed.