X Stories Novels & Stories

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” 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 ten 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 consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

More, and more. End of Book 1

The room echoed with the panting of three naked bodies. Sara watched Vincent pull up his underwear. His cock had still not gone down. The Viagra was still working. Sara let out a satisfied yawn. The night had gone so much better than what she imagined.

Chapter 3: Day One & Two – Total Surrender The drive to the private lakeside cabin took just over two hours. Lila sat in the back seat of Jax’s large SUV, sandwiched between Marcus and Theo, while Cole drove and Jax rode shotgun. Their hands never left her body the entire way, stroking her thick thighs, cupping her heavy breasts through her dress, occasionally sliding between her legs to tease her bare, dripping pussy. By the time they arrived at the secluded luxury cabin nestled among the trees with a stunning view of the lake, Lila was trembling with need.

“Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.” Her words stung, but they also made my pussy clench harder around her fingers. Ria leaned down, kissing my neck, then my lips, as she pleasured me with skilled, relentless strokes. She added a third finger, stretching me wider, fucking me until I was moaning into her mouth and coming again. I came hard, shaking, and my juices were soaking the sheets. When I finally came down, panting and spent, Ria kissed my forehead. “But if you really want him… you’re going to have to prove you can take it.”

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

He whispered. I felt a hard lump in my throat as his hands slowly went up. I ought to punch this madman in the face but I didn’t dare, in truth my hand was shaking on the spot, I was turned on and losing my mind. “Honey, Xavier here is a part of the national cover team, he led his team pretty well during this summer without a coach.” Frank smiled , turning to me. “Oh really… That's cool.” I stuttered, his hand going deeper than I thought, punching his hand didn’t make him budge and made him even more persistent. “Well tell us what happened to your coach?”

"Fuck, it's too much... but so good. Walls squeezing, milking it like a cock." Jax stepped closer, cock in hand, but I shook my head. "Nine first." The penultimate setting: a powerful, steady roar, full throttle. I buried the toy deep, thumb on my clit, rubbing furiously. "This is the destroyer— vibrates so hard you feel it in your bones. Pushes you over, no choice. Orgasms crash like waves, one after another."