Under The Oak Tree Uncensored Novels & Stories

I follow in his footsteps, watching the rear. The woods get denser. The air gets heavier. Then, I smell it. Gasoline. Sharp. Chemical. It cuts through the scent of pine and rain. Drakon stops. He holds up a fist. We crouch behind a fallen log. Ahead, through the trees, a clearing opens up. Drakon hands me his night-vision monocle. I hold it to my eye. The world turns green. In the center of the clearing stands a massive oak tree. It’s dead, the branches skeletal and bare against the sky.

^•^MATURE SCENE^•^ ~~NEET'S POV~~ I positioned myself on his cock and slowly let it fit inside me, first the tip then the whole. I still can't believe that it actually fit completely despite its humongous size. It pained a little when it entered, stretching me but after sliding in and out the pain subdued. Well let me tell you a secret *whispers* The pain was worth it...hehe *evil laughter*😎😎

I lived just across the creek. Then, I saw the children playing. Near them, there was a puddle that starts to recede at the edge of the river. With their snot dangling, they cheerfully played partially naked under the umbrella of the cherry tree. Indeed, the night before, the rain fell heavily. But then, it was the sun that does not want to lose to show off its power.

Garcia. 1hour 30minutes later, "We're here let's go" Mr. Garcia whispered to us and we slowly started moving ourselves to the exit. When we finally got out of the bus the first thing we thought of doing was taking a picture, "Benjamin, please come take a picture of us" "Sure" I think a stranger overheard us, then she said... "I can also take it for you, so you can join", "Ahh, yes thank you" so we took as many pictures as necessary a started sharing ourselves in groups, to go to different streets to advertise, but then we realized.

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

"Do any of you have a pocket knife?" "Um... are you planning on stabbing one of us?" Gage asks. “No... just the tree," I reply. “What do you have in mind, little sister?" Gage asks curiously. “We carve our names in the tree with our year of graduation for the future... Dakoda, and her three black knights," I explain. “Black knights, huh?" Kasey says with a smirk. “Yes, you're bad, but you're good for her," I say, referring to Gage and Kasey.

The place was abandoned when my dads used to bring me here to play and from the dust and debris littering the place and the leaves blowing in through a broken window, it looks like it always has been. Feeling dejected at the lack of clues, I decide a walk down memory lane is exactly what I need to cheer me up and I’m excited to share a piece of my childhood with Ellie and Mason. They follow silently as I lead them down to the lake and the old oak tree standing sentinel over it. Only when we reach the spot, the tree isn’t standing at all. “What the fuck?” Aspen gasps. The tree is rolled in on itself like a cinnamon roll with the branches kissing the ground. It’s a completely unnatural occurre

"You want me too, don't you? This afternoon, when you caught me watching—what were you doing with your hand under that desk?" She flashed that wicked grin again, her perfume intoxicating. I couldn't exactly tell her I'd been playing with her daughter. So I played along. "Rough day. I just... let off some steam looking at you." She laughed, low and throaty. "Oh yeah? Well, now I'm right here in your arms. Don't you want to really let off some steam?" She peeled off my shirt, revealing my chest. That's when I saw it. Through the crack in the doorway, Jean was hiding behind the door, watching us. Her hand was moving between her legs.

He lunged for my hand. The Oak moved first. One of its dead branches, thick as a man’s leg, creaked and dropped fast between us, slamming into the ground right at his knees, kicking up dead leaves in a violent spray. Kaden scrambled back, terrified. No, a voice said. Not Mara’s. Deeper. Older. The tree itself, vibrating up through my feet, through my hair, through the mark on my neck. No second mark in my circle. Mara nodded, like this was expected.

Have you ever imagined sleeping naked beneath a large oak tree beside the love of your life, sucking nipple like a small baby with closed eyes, savoring the moment? “Ummm…” I moaned, biting my lower rims and stroking his hair. The cold wind caresses our bodies, and we are enveloped in each other's warmth. The sky was full of stars, and twinkling stars were witnessing our love. “Baby, are you feeling cold?” Uncle inquired, leaning close to my lips. Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips against mine, passionately kissing and rolling my nipples.