Weaboo Stories Novels & Stories

~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Poker Game”

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

I said to them very clearly. “Try to find it yourself, if you want our help then speak first, we need all information,” Ronita said to me. “Ronita, you also joined them!!” I said to her. “Sorry but I want to know about my friend's love story, so I am with them in this,” Ronita said to me. “We all are waiting,” Archana, Sristi, and Tulika said in unison. I finally gave up and said “Okay, I will tell you all what happened today but I need my gift first.” and crossed both my arms over my chest and looked at them.

"Transferring during second year is such a weird time." "Some stuff happened at my last school, so my aunt told me to just transfer. Plus, my dad graduated here, so I thought I'd try it out too." "Did you get into a fight or something?" Crimson asked. "Please, I'm too scrawny to get into a fight. I'd instantly be knocked out." "Then can I ask what happened?" "You can't." I replied almost immediately. "I'd rather not talk about it." There was a bit of an awkward silence, but then suddenly, Scarlet looked like she lied down, but she actually fell asleep. "That scared me!" I exclaimed as I held onto my chest.

***** Author’s Note The story of Roberto and Zeth would be available on another platform, please go to your browser and search for: Wanting the Barbarian, my addiction I can’t mention the name of the platform here, but if you find it, please help others find it by putting it in the comment section. I will announce it on I.n.s.t.a.g.r.a.m Upcoming books: Roberto and Zeth’s story Bruno Junior’s story (This is going to be very dark and depressing) Then….. a new Werewolf book, are there any readers who love the rejected mate troupe?

Backing off of her, Weaver stuck a finger inside and marveled at how drenched she was. "Little slut, dripping already," he taunted. She glared back impotently. He mounted her tiny frame, guided his turgid prick to her moist crevice. Lacy heaved against him, tried to scramble away, but his grip was like a bear trap. Restrained by his indomitable strength. As Weaver pressed the blunt crown of his cock against her entrance, she shook her head, muttering futilely against her gag. Goddammit, not again! With a groan, he slid into her hot, moist box. Her hips jerked at the sudden intrusion. Moaning in unwanted pleasure. Weaver fucked her with quick, hard strokes from the start. Battering into her i

Whatever we call it. Noah: I was hoping you’d say that. I’ll clear my schedule. We’ll go together. Steve chimed in. Steve: Damn. I got one too. But I’m in Singapore right now. You two go. Represent us. Bring back stories. Me: Deal. Noah, you’re my date. Steve, bring me something good from Singapore. Noah: Done. I leaned back in my chair, envelope still in hand. February 14. Valentine’s Day. A gala where the most powerful people in my industry would be watching.

Yasmine's diary entry: Rob's stepdaddy is back from his travels and I have to say that he is so hot. The moment I saw him, my pussy began to throb. He has a huge cock as I could see the outline of it in his pants. I know, I know, he is my boyfriend's step-dad and I shouldn't be such a cockwhore. I should stop having such thoughts but can you blame me? Rob doesn't know how to handle my insatiable cunt so most times I have to find other means to help myself. Maybe his stepdaddy will be interested?

My pussy clenched around nothing, a fresh stream of wetness leaking out as my legs shook violently against the bed. "I'm going to ask you again," He whispered staring at his juice covered palm. "Did you go through my stuff?" “I… I looked through your stuff. I saw the toys and the pictures.” I whimpered my voice cracking. Sameal nodded slowly, a dark smile tugging at his lips. “Good girl for telling the truth. Now touch yourself. Show me how you were playing with that greedy little cunt.” My hand trembled as I reached down and slowly I started circling my clit with two fingers. I was slow at first but my pace began to increase.

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.