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She reached for her phone and sought to look for some nice stories. She was a keen reader, and hence, she had many reading apps. W*****d was her first choice but recently she was occupied by this new app that had caught her attention. Goodnovel. It was amazing. The app had so many great stories. From sexy billionaire's to brawny Wolves... They had it all. It was not these hot characters that had gripped her these days thought. It was another genre she was busy reading. LGBT books. Yep, Ava hated to accept LGBT as a part of the society yet she chose to read on them. And in a course of a month, she read almost nine LGBT stories on Goodnovel. And currently, she started a new one that depicted h

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

⚠️Content Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

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Not entirely, at least. Meanwhile, Liam stormed past us into the living room, muttering something about idiots and gay pheromones in the air. He had a pen behind one ear and what looked like script notes in hand, full of messy sketches. "Don't mind him," Grayson said, emerging from the hallway in gym shorts and an unbothered expression. "He's been obsessed with this new manhwa idea. It's BL." Caisen looked amused. "About time." "He says—and I quote—'I'm surrounded by so many damn gay people, if I publish even one of their stories, I'll be a billionaire.'"

My biggest problem wasn’t writer’s block. It was a terminal, throbbing case of blue balls, and the only cure was Damian. I could write a thousand words about the slick heat of skin on skin, the guttural sounds a man makes when he’s about to come, the exact way a cock pulses in your hand. My anonymous stories in the university literary magazine were legendary, the most dog-eared, most whispered-about pages in the whole publication. Everyone thought "A. N. Onymous" was some kind of campus Casanova, a mysterious god of sex who’d seen it all, done it twice, and written the manual.

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