Thick Futa

“I’m pregnant too.” Sonia, my husband’s girlfriend said to me with a voice lifts with theatrical innocence. “Chase doesn’t know yet,” she continues casually. “I wanted to wait till the divorce is finalized. That way everyone will know I didn’t need to trap him with a baby… like you did.” There it is. The knife twist. Her eyes glitter with triumph as she walks out. I open my tote bag. The divorce agreement slides out easily. A thick stack of paper demanding my complete surrender of any claim to the Warren empire. In exchange for freedom. The woman who fractured herself trying to build a family out of dust is gone. I slide the signed documents into the top drawer of Chase’s desk. Let him find it. Let him choke on it.

“Fuck! You’re so thick… give me every inch of that beautiful cock.” The other person's voice echoed right then, and I froze as the moonlight spilled over their profile. Blonde hair, damp and messy… my brother, Hunter. No! My body stilled as if my heart had stopped beating, my lips numb as I whispered their names. “Nikolai? Hunter?” ---- With her job covering the cost of a luxurious week-long year-end retreat, Reva was looking forward to a well-deserved vacation that she hoped would provide a reset and opportunity to relax. But after a wild night of partying, she awoke to discover her husband missing from their bed. Disoriented and hungover, she stumbled through the villa, drawn in by strange sounds. And her world collapsed at the sight of her husband and brother tangled in the dark.

“ You've been wanting this, haven't you?", he said as a matter of fact. I nodded. His tip pushed into my entrance, the mere sensation was making my head spin and then he stopped and pulled it back out. I whipped my head to look at him. "Why the fuck did you stop?!" I practically screeched. "Beg for it like a good girl" he smirked as he used his thick cock to smack my ass. "Please sir, fuck me with your delicious cock. Please fill me" I whined. I couldn't take this torture. I needed it ASAP. This is a collection of erotica stories written to make shiver with expectations, drip with sinful thoughts and make your seduce your thoughts beyond repair. Buckle up because it's time for sinful nights.

A shared touch. A brief glance. A single taste of her is all it took for James to regret ever losing her. He fumbled big time. The only woman that ever occupied his mind and brain has slipped off his grasp. Nowhere to be seen again. Where is she? Did she ever get married again? Lisa. Lisa had good news for her husband. News that would completely change the trajectory of their marriage. She was pregnant. However before she could inform him about the news, he served her with divorce papers, and with no option Lisa signed them. It is not until the two meet again that they have a painful realization that there is still a thick sexual tension between them. Will the two act on their sexual tension or will they allow their past differences to get the better of them?

Sharon Tate thought she had found her fairytale romance the moment she met Jayden. He was charming, irresistible; everything she had ever dreamed of. But dreams with Jayden turned into nightmares. Just when she had given up on love, she met Mathew. he was everything Jayden never was. Patient, kind, and steady, Mathew showed her a love that didn’t hurt, a love that didn’t make her question her worth. But just as she begins to believe in happiness again, Jayden returns, his voice thick with regret. "Please, let's start again, I'm offering a clean slate." Now, Sharon stands at a crossroads. Will she risk reopening old wounds for the love that once broke her? Or will she finally embrace the love she never thought she deserved?.

He’s the dracula that is determined to be the next Alpha. And he just rejected Angel as his mate. Angel want to hate his guts for ghosting her … but she can practically hear his wolf calling to hers.If determination had a name, this black wolf would be it. Tall, broad and muscular, he’s been training his whole life to take over as the new pack leader. With his sharp gray eyes and thick black hair, he looks every bit the part and his delicious scent makes it impossible for Angel to stay mad at him … or resist him.Angel pretends to hate him and never want him again yet not even proud Alphas or rejected mates can escape fate…How much longer can you resist the delicious pull?

As I was cleaning up the house, I noticed something had fallen out of the cabinet my wife always kept locked tight. I remembered Megan's constant warnings. "That cabinet holds all our family's important records. If anything gets lost, there's no getting it back. Just leave it alone and don't touch it." Worried something valuable might have fallen out, I rushed to pick it up. But what I found was a thick stack of remittance slips. From forty years ago to now, every month, my wife had been sending money to the same account. And that's when it hit me. My wife had been lying to me. The money I'd been pouring into this family had been flowing right out, into the hands of someone else.

Soulmates. Everyone, between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, would have the names of their soulmates appear on their left or right wrist in a light grey ink that turned red when you meet them. Should your soulmates die then their name would turn white. *** *** Luca stood staring down at the water below him as he stood on the thick cement railing of the bridge. Looking down at his wrists he traced the names Williams Roswell and Jedidiah Roswell, the names of his soulmates who he had yet to meet. “I’m sorry,” He sobbed. “I can’t do it anymore. You both will be better off without me, you don’t need me… I’m nothing…”. “Goodbye.” He dropped his hands to his sides and took a deep breath then jumped in.

"Who are you?", the thick voice fills the young woman's ears scaring her, and unconsciously her whole body trembles with fear, it's definitely him, it's the murderer. "He has come to kill me!" - shouts the young girl's inner voice. But without giving up the flesh she gets out of the carriage and starts to run, she looks back and Occisor follows her. "I have no choice" - she thinks and transforms, Occisor stops running immediately and watches the huge wolf running in front of him. "She it's not an omega, the scars must be from battles it has won, but that fur, I've never seen it like that, what kind of wolf must it be, what do those red spots mean?" - He wonders thoughtfully and smiles, for Occisor that will be an interesting hunt.

What's happens when Isabella Joe, a beautiful, young and talented struggling art conservator, who is on the verge of losing her late father's most treasured art gallery. In search of a breakthrough she crashes into an extravagant billionaire gala, only to be thrown off guard when her first encounter with Noah Jack leads a rather embarrassing moment. The mysterious billionaire Noah Jack, who's wildly reputed for lacking emotions proposes an irresistible offer to Isabella to act as his girlfriend in exchange for financial assistance, that will save both her gallery, and the ever increasing pressure from his family to settle down. Isabella agrees out of sheer desperation, only to be thrown into a whirlwind of deception and desire. The thick lines they drew between fake and reality begins to blur. And what started as a transaction quickly becomes a dangerous game that either of them ever expected. A steamy clash between two desperados is unleashed.