Vaginal Fantasy Book Club Novels & Stories

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Story 10: Demon’s Bargain** **Chapter 2** Lila woke up the next morning feeling like she had been fucked by a hurricane. Her body ached in ways she had never imagined. Her pussy and ass were swollen and tender, still leaking faint traces of glowing demon cum that tingled warmly inside her. Her breasts were covered in bite marks and claw scratches. Her throat felt raw from screaming and choking on Azrael’s monstrous cock.

Anna said, taking her seat on a couch at the top of the circle. “Do you live in shame of having your tiny pricks seen by your love interests? Do you find it shameful that condoms are too big to roll onto your useless tiny ugh! Have you been unable to enjoy the goodness of sex, because your baby pacifiers are too minute to fit their holes? Well… that's why I'm here to help you. This community will show you how much pleasure you can have, by accepting your pea sized appendages” she said and the men clapped.

Jorfit smiles and nods his head as a greeting the second we stop by the side table, around which as a whole we structure a circle; I half-smile back at him, but just out of politeness, and glance at the Fear Specialists book and the seven duplicates lying on the glass table. "My mom's book club usually has more wine," Linda says, her eyes on the books. — Well, most likely, they will not read books that cause brutal fantasies, says Sasha. I sit down to show my consent with her. — That is the reason why Greece is here, says Angel . My eyes travel to the coyote and I keep wondering if it would be unseemly for me to get any information about his experience with dreams triggered by Valack 's book

Within minutes she’d completed her task and I was once again alone with Abigail. “Now, princess, where were we?” she said as she flashed me her most alluring smile. “Oh yes, I was about to prepare your body to receive my prince.” “I told you to leave me alone and I meant it,” I snapped. “If you don’t allow me to do this you’ll regret it,” she said in a low, sultry growl. “I’m not a lesbian,” I said defensively. “Nor am I,” she replied. “I’m a highly sexual vampire doing my master’s bidding.”

Yet here I was, in this room full of people who had chosen me, not because they had to, but because they wanted to. I smiled, a real one this time, and sat at the center of the circle. April clapped her hands together, bubbling in excitement. “Okay, enough of the emotional display. Let’s get to work. Book Club is officially back in session!” Laughter filled the room. We started tossing around ideas for the next reading list, but the discussion quickly turned into a chaotic mess of inside jokes and playful teasing. Maya insisted we include something “dark and brooding,” while Sammy argued for something “funny, because God knows we all need to laugh more.” April rolled her eyes and wrote both

We were both naked as we walked on the balcony of their living room. “I want you to fuck me here in your balcony. This is where you usually celebrate your anniversary with your wife, right? And you’ll celebrate another one next week. When you celebrate it, I want you to remember how you fucked me here. How my legs were widely apart for you. How hard you thrust yourself into my wetness. How crazy our lips meet each other like we were husband and wife. How lustful our body touched and mixed as one together with our flesh. And when you kiss your wife here, I want you to remember how you cummed inside my pussy.” I said those words like an enchant.

She painted slow, luxurious, hyper-detailed fantasies in my mind — the feeling of being surrounded by dozens of hard, throbbing cocks, the delicious stretch as multiple thick shafts filled my pussy and ass at the same time, the wet, filthy sounds of cum being churned deep inside me while strong hands held me suspended in the air. I could almost taste the salty sweetness on my tongue as men took turns fucking my throat. I could feel the power rush of commanding them, of being their worshipped Gangbang Queen. My body betrayed me instantly. My pussy flooded with fresh wetness. My nipples hardened painfully against my thin tank top. My clit throbbed with desperate need. I slipped my hand between

My pussy is red, swollen, and still twitching. Vanessa stands up, licking my taste off her fingers with a satisfied smirk. “Tomorrow we’re bringing more friends. And toys. And a blindfold.” My eyes widen. Clara smiles wickedly, leaning down to kiss my dripping cunt one last time. “We’re going to pass you around, Emily. Let every woman in our little group use this needy body until you can’t remember your own husband’s name.” Lena strokes my hair gently, but her eyes are dark with hunger. “Be ready at the same time. And leave the door unlocked.”

(WARNING) This work contains graphic, consensual non-vanilla sex including group sex (fivesome), choking, whipping, praise kink, and light dominance/submission. If any of these themes are triggering or upsetting to you, please do not read. No exceptions so please turn back now. To my sweet, filthy and smutty readers— the one who aches to be called a good girl while four strong hands claim every inch of you… This book is yours. Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave.

Sex induced labor, and if there was anything I wanted in me before the painful labor, it was his dick. Christian breathed as his fingers now moved between my wet folds carefully, and it is here that I realized maybe fantasies do come true, as one of mine was happening: my husband's brother fingering me as Christian now pushed aside my folds before slipping his thick middle finger in me, earning him a moan as fire ignited through my body.