Turning Red Nsfw Novels & Stories

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

This was purely educational—I had no ulterior motives! Aiden watched me expectantly. "I see. So in this context, 'NSFW' means 'making love,' correct?" "..." How could he say something so blush-inducing with such a cool, detached expression?

A small audience of twenty women and five men start clapping and I give them a wave. "Welcome back ladies and gentlemen to the 'The Red Flags' I hope you had a great weekend. I sure did." I say making a wild expression making the audience laugh. "Last week we had a complaint from Catherine Gross and we got to expose her boyfriend, Dan. Let's see how it went."

TRIGGER WARNING: The following contains explicit sexual content including man-on-man sexual violence and may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ************************************ Red Red watched from the sidelines while Misha worked her she-wolf magic on the Hunters. The air quickly became pungent with her heady pheromones, and he found he had to shake his head to clear it, fighting to resist it himself. When she took Murdoch’s dick into her mouth, Red grimaced and looked away. Everhone else was focused on her now, utterly enraptured by what she was doing to them.

I said gently. "I'm asking you to leave. "Turn around." He remained turned away and I removed my hand from his arm Stepping next to him, I reached out to grab his jaw quickly and turned him to face me. What I saw will forever be engrained in my memory. His eyes were dark, but the firelight allowed me to notice that his irises and pupils were the same size. It looked as if the white parts of his eyes had been bleeding as they had been replaced by a deep red color that had spread to make the lavender in his

Trigger Warnings: Abuse of power, law enforcement fetishism, rough sexual play, choking, spanking, and explicit language. The red and blue lights flashing in my rearview mirror felt like a strobe light on my own funeral. I pulled over to the shoulder of the empty interstate, the gravel crunching under my tires like bone. My heart was a frantic hammer in my chest. I knew what was in the trunk-two kilos of uncut product and a brick of cash that wasn't mine. I was dead. Or worse, I was going to spend the rest of my life in a cage.

“Some torture tool?” He smirked. “You’ll see.” “You didn’t tell me about all this,” I protested, sitting up a little, voice shaking. “I didn’t prepare to get tortured real bad… Please…” “Didn’t you read my description?” he said coolly, opening the box. Nipple clamps, flogger, vibrators, bottles of sauces, whipped cream—everything. “No… no…” I admitted, blushing hard. “Well, that’s on you, not on me.” His voice softened just a touch as he looked right into my eyes. “Safewords is ‘red.’ Say it, everything stops. This is consensual—your body, your choice. But if you stay, you submit.”

“You read the contract?” “Three times.” My mouth felt dry. “One month. Total exclusivity. My body is… available to you. In exchange for the settlement of my firm’s debts and complete discretion.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the neckline that dipped just enough to show the swell of my breasts. “And you understand there are no limits unless you use your safeword.” “Red,” I whispered. I’d chosen it myself. Simple. Unforgettable. Damien stepped closer until I could feel the heat radiating from his chest. He smelled expensive. Dangerous. “Say it again.”

“No… that’s not… I’m not—” “Shh.” I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. “I remember how wet I got the first time I watched someone fuck. The way his cock looked sliding in and out… the sounds… the way her body shook when she came.” I let my voice drop lower. “You’re thinking about it right now, aren’t you? Professor Harlan’s thick cock stretching me open, pounding deep while I dripped all over his desk.” She swallowed hard, her breathing getting faster, but she didn’t move away.

She wanted to scream. She stood to prepare to leave at the next stop and made her way to the door. She passed two young women staring at their cell phones and froze. There was the image of Andre, water pouring off his naked body. She missed her stop and jolted to ring the bell for the next. "What site was that on?" she asked them, and they stared at her with knowing grins. "It's all over the Internet now!" one gushed. "This one is Reddit in the NSFW subreddit for big cocks!" the other whispered, and they burst into giggles.