Women Gone Wild Novels & Stories

With that, She stalked off dusting the imaginary dust on her skinny dress. Winter stared at the retreating figure and smiled to herself. 'Just one more month' was the mantra that she's been chanting for five years. Being the youngest daughter, she was needed to stay home with her parents, she was furious when she knew she wouldn't get the chance to move out unlike her other siblings. She's been saving up money and now the money in her piggy bank is at least enough for the plane ride to New York City and to pursue her dream. She grins at the thought of meeting a hot man and enjoying her life to the fullest.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

Everyone in my family knew me as a tattletale. I had one simple rule in life—I refused to endure even the tiniest bit of unfairness. When I was three, my uncle sneaked a slice of my apple pie. That night, I marched straight to my grandpa's bedside, burst into tears, and told him exactly what had happened. The next morning, my uncle ended up getting whacked by Grandpa with his cane, under the excuse that he had left the house without saying goodbye. By the time I was eight, I had learned that Christmas was another excellent opportunity to report suspicious behavior. When my cousin secretly stuffed all the presents into the cabinet, I immediately went to my aunt and whispered the whole stor

Mary waited to be sure she was out of the picture before she left. ****** They arrived at 8:43pm with her two friends. Immediately she steps in. It was another world entirely, the only sound heard was the music, it was so loud that it can bring down a building. They only being dressed decent was the male gender, their decent was for the fact the wore clothes some only saggy trouser, as you can see their inner wear, some of them their shirts unbuttoned. Women with decent wear was just wearing a tube, some bra and pants others completely out of wear. It’s worse than Sodom and Gomorrah. Mary and her friends’ wears was decent enough to prove they are newbies, Mary felt she has seen it all, she’s

If I do, I’m sure the news about how they ravaged a pussy here will disperse like wild fire. I don't go gentle with woman. I’m always blunt, fierce and my thrusts are wild, savage like an untamed animal I regard myself as, and the same applies to my Byki. They take woman harshly and savagely which in its wake are news about how they tear pussies apart. Well, it’s not rape. Far from it. It might surprise you that those dick-whipped women always come back for more. I can confirm my words statistically but resorting to that isn’t what I so much as intend to do.

And Lili—the little vixen—what she can do with dripping candle wax and dirty talk with that siren voice—I tell you what. It is goo-ood. If it’s perverted to love being used like a sex toy by the two most spectacularly hot women in the existence of life on this planet, fine. I’m a pervert. Once they had me restrained on the bed, they rode me every which way they wanted, bucking and screaming, over and over with every orgasm I gave them. It was beautiful. And when they’d had their fun their way and let me loose, I fucked them both until they were drained beyond their capacities to do anything but sigh and cuddle up against me, one on either side.

“Take a look at what I’m wearing. Bought it online for next to nothing.” The guy froze for a second, then stared wide-eyed at my worn, faded collar. He said in disbelief, “How did you get her to say yes then? You’re not even that good-looking.” These guys were so shallow. They thought the only way to pick up girls was with money or looks. They did not get it. What really drew her in was that sense of doing something forbidden. As long as women were satisfied, they would naturally relax and let you do whatever you want.

A cold knot formed in her stomach. She slowly walked closer to the door which was slightly creaked open. Through the creak she can see a woman who the moans were coming from. And it was not woman, it were women. There two ladies and 3 men in the room where A woman who was moaning was held between two one one above and one under her. And another woman was bobbing her head up down in between a man's thighs. She looked closely and saw that the woman was sucking the dick of a man and the other woman was getting both her holes drilled by the men.

“Ma’am… Sir Ram… he had a woman. Upstairs. We don’t know who she is, but she seems to be a new employee from his office.” Pain lanced through me, immediate and unrelenting. My chest felt hollow for a brief moment, as though someone had driven a blade straight through it. Ram… he brought another woman into our home… while we’re married. The words echoed in my mind, each repetition a hammer blow. I forced a calmness onto my face, steadying my trembling hands. “Where are they?” I asked, my voice deceptively soft, controlled. “Upstairs… in your room,” Saska whispered, her eyes wide and filled with fear, as though she feared I might erupt violently.

"I get it. But Scarlett, you can't avoid him forever. You two are literally staying in the same suite." I tensed. She was right. My little avoidance game wouldn't last much longer. Before I could respond, a group of women at a nearby table caught my attention as they chatted excitedly. "Three days of camping, just us girls," one said. "No men. The resort wants to make this trip extra memorable." I frowned. "Camping?" Lily perked up. "Oh, yeah. I heard about this. The resort does these little all-women retreats—hiking, bonfires, meditation. All of that shit."