Xxxholic Novels & Stories

“Fuck, you're such a cumslut!” Terry hissed as she grabbed my hair and pulled it hard. I wanted to protest, but her fingers crammed in my pussy, working their magic. Moans replaced my words, rising to a crescendo as she grinds her thumb over my clit harder. “Nice shot,” Professor Xander clapped. “Terry you're such a bitch!” She felt triumphant, tugged my hair again, and simultaneously added her third finger, raking her knuckles cruelly over my G-spot.

“You’re gonna get what you ask for then.” We took turns feeding him our cocks after that, one sliding deep while the other rested heavy against his cheek, smearing spit and pre-cum across his face. Felix’s hands never stopped moving, jerking whoever wasn’t in his throat, moaning every time one of us hit the back of his mouth. His own dick was rock-hard, leaking steadily onto the carpet, untouched. After a while Christopher pulled him up by the hair, not rough but firm. “Bed. On your back. Legs open.”

I hiss as I turn on the TV, searching for what to watch. Every channel is talking about Callum, and Lori's engagement. On one, I see myself, riddled with tears, and looking horrible. With a hiss, I switch off the television, and pick up my phone. The first post I see is me with smeared mascara, crying myself out. I groan as I scroll to the comment section. “Is she the bride, or the sister?” One comment asks. “Ugh, why is she crying so much? It's giving the main character energy!”

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

I found myself fixated on it, a perverted thought igniting: I wanted to pour wine into that hollow and lick it clean. As she swerved, the light caught the diamonds, momentarily blinding me. A brief, searing vision flashed in my mind: her naked, the dress pooled at her feet, that necklace still around her neck. Her legs spread wide, inviting me to plunge my fingers into her. Two or three, if she were a good girl. Would she ride my fingers recklessly? Fuck! I needed to know. My cock twitched, dragging me back from my depraved fantasy. I willed myself to think of anything gross, anything to calm the fuck down. This was not the time or place to get a hard-on.

A werewolf’s healing abilities are supposed to fix this kind of stuff. “Bitch,” Xenia crosses her arms over her chest. “I don’t know where you got the audacity, but you need to put it back. What are you? A fucking book villain? You can’t even be original in your insults. Grow the fuck up!” “Great. A tranny and a cripple. I can’t believe they put me in this cohort,” Harper huffs. In the blink of an eye, Xenia is on top of Harper and grabs a fistful of her hair, pulling at it.

Zara nodded and both left. They were walking back towards the locker room when she heard another scream coming right from the locker room. She ran towards it. She entered the locker room and the scene in front made her eyes widen. The ballet teacher Mrs. Halsey was lying in the pool of blood with a knife stabbed in her right eye. Soon crowd gathered outside the locker room and police was called KILLER’S POV: Wow! I really enjoy playing with Zara. She is not an easy target like her father and sister were. She is a fighter, so getting her down will be difficult but not impossible.

I must finish what I started. Skylar was fighting for her life now.she was struggling and trying to break free from me but I'm still stronger than her.She's sick after all She grew weak and I sneer 'I'm almost there' I applied more force. Her hands fall to her side and i smirk her eyes was closing slowly I want to be done with this quick and leave. "What are you doing?" A terrifying voice sounded behinde me.I froze I don't remember locking the door and didn't even notice when he entered and turned around slowly barely breathing

He stabs into my stomach, leaning in with his weight as he speaks next to my ear, "After sparing your life and giving you a home, you repay me with disobedience. Don't worry though, I'll make sure you never make such a mistake again, my precious pet." He twists the blade sharply, causing me to gasp. My head falls forward and I watch as he slowly pulls the blade from my body. My blood pouring out like a small waterfall. That's when I realize that I'm completely naked. My body a blank canvas for whatever the hell he has planned. I pray I bleed out before he can slowly torture me, but instead I watch in semi-horror as my wounds close quickly. Too quickly. Even for a werewolf, I shouldn't be hea