Under The Oak Tree Uncensored Novels & Stories

My sweet virginal cousin is so turned on that her shorts are soaked through, I hum to myself and position myself better to take out my cock. I take the hard shaft in one hand and use the other hand to take out my half empty bottle of lube, I uncap it and drizzle some directly on my cock to mimic how wet she is. I close my fist around my dick and slowly pump it up and down like I wish to fuck my cousin…I know that I have planted a seed for her I will sit back and watch it grow..

The sun beat down hard, urging them toward the wide patch of shade cast by a sprawling oak tree at the edge of the grounds. “Jesus, Lila. How can you be fine staying with someone like that? He looks so terrifying, and I still haven’t gotten his cold face out of my mind. Jeez,” Tessa said, shaking her head as they both sat on the backless bench under the tree. Lila chuckled. “I told you, didn’t I?” she said, lifting her cup of iced coffee and taking a sip.

I knew he was supposed to be here. Thinking he was yet to come, I sat under the oak tree and waited for him. I kind of see why he liked this place, the cool breeze brushing against my skin was so calming, and the leaves on the oak tree rustled with the wind. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply, enjoying the calm environment. I think I was too engrossed in how good I was feeling that I did not know when I fell asleep. I don’t know how long I had slept, but when I woke up, I was moving in the air, my eyes immediately flew open, scared I was being kidnapped.

he shouts. We run through the dense trees, heading back toward the campfire. Alaric slashes through the bushes blocking our path with his claymore, clearing the way for us. I struggle to keep up with his long strides, ignoring the pain all over my body. But as we pass through an area where massive oak trees grow tightly packed, I feel something that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The stench is very close… right above our heads. I glance up while running. Among the branches of the giant trees, I see unnatural movement. Dark figures crawling along the branches, moving at terrifying speed, following our path.

~Ryder~ I stare at the screen, my mind racing, trying to comprehend exactly what I am seeing. Holy son of a bitch! Adam fucking Vance, Lila’s stepfather, is standing and ogling the two bound women as Allison has her mouth raped by a resort employee. The other is sobbing, chained against the wall, her ass a throbbing red. The bastard barks something at her, and I damn the fact that I can’t hear any audio with the images. But Adam speaks a universal language when he picks up the crop at the woman’s feet and ruthlessly swats her ass again. The poor girl’s shoulders shake harder as she does her best to curl into herself and escape.

A bee buzzes somewhere while a breeze ruffles the nearby giant oak tree leaves. With a clutch of fear in my heart, I feel light-headed as if I might be sick. A tree house settled high in the branches of a giant oak tree, and a dirty old green hose snaked across the lawn. A fence collapsing "You will have to put some effort into your grandma's devotion" Officer Stephanie encouraged looking around like she was searching for something.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN The oak tree was huge and from where Lucas stood, its shape reminded him of a piece of broccoli. The great trunk was thick and gnarled, the leaves spreading like a vast canopy of deep jade. This magnificent symbol of nature sat alone in a green field, an azure, cloudless sky as a backdrop. Lucas ambled up the hill. There was no such thing as urgency in a place such as this. His heart maintained the sense of peace he had carried since . . .

He offered his wide hand, “Let me help you.” “I can help myself.” I stood, and shook off the dirt off my skirt. He just shrugged, “Okay.” He continued and went under the oak. It was only a bit higher than Gabriel, but taller for me that I was able to raise my head high and see its perfect oddity. Its shrunken trunk and all that was connected to it had perfect shade of homey brown and its foliage was thick, but there were spaces that allowed rays of sunshine to pass through it.

“You hear them calling? They’re half a mile away and they’ll hear you screaming my name if you don’t shut up.” I whimper into his palm, nodding, tears of pleasure already leaking. Every thrust slams me against the tree. Leaves rustle overhead. Somewhere a squirrel chatters like it’s scolding us. “Fuck, your pussy’s perfect,” he groans. “Taking your uncle’s cock in the middle of the woods like a dirty little secret.”

“Sorry, sorry. Getting back to where we left off, what are you going to ask to the woman after the little work is done? We need a new smart TV, a couch to watch the TV, also we need some dollars to buy other things…” “Would you shut the fuck up?!” The big man raised his voice. “I’m trying to concentrate.” No one else said anything else. Just his gaze directly to the man who seemed uncomfortable in the corner of his bed. Surely, Bastian felt watched since he turned around looking for the one who was observing his movements when he found the big man in the cell in front of him. Around 7’1 high, perfect beard, his arms covered in tattoos and the look in his eyes that represented anything but fe