Yandere Prompts Novels & Stories

She rolls her eyes, barely feeling a thing. Closing her eyes, she has to imagine that it is Lyrien instead of her and she starts to bounce on the cock, her pace becoming rapid. "Oh, mistress I'm going to cum!" The male chokes, pleasure clouding his gaze. "So soon. . . ?" Disappointment flares in Yara's voice. She has barely finished her statement when the warrior's thick seed floods her inside. At least his semen feels potent enough. She hopes to get pregnant soon. "You enjoyed this too much; how about the favour I requested you?"

she urges. Hearing the word, Sky could only gasp as he wanted to protest against Andrea and the clear script, she’s having to float in the ideal Yaoi genre is very much fond of. But knowing her, he cannot do anything right now or even a word to escape if he doesn’t want to make everything worst as it is right now. “What do you want, Andrea.” He asks as they both look at the menu pretending to look for an appetizing meal for the night and more.

~ISSA I deleted the lewd pictures Andrea sent me over the night. She had been dressed in one of her sexy lingeries. Each picture she sent had clever taunting captions. 'Think of your niece as you fuck my brains out.' 'My body can take her off your mind.' Yet it did nothing to satisfy my hunger. It was too late. Iran had already claimed Yulia, Andrea's touch and body could do nothing to take Yulia off my mind. I scrolled through my phone to see if there was anything about yesterday. That was when I saw the headline.

The Yokai Seduction card lay forgotten on the table, its provocative text now reality. “Shall we make the game more interesting?” Kyomi whispered, grinding slowly against the massive bulge in his pants. Her hazel eyes were dark with lust. “Strip version. Every time you lose a round, you take something off. Same for me. Unless… you’re too shy, samurai?” Fugishigoro’s outer mask stayed cold, but inside the yandere roared with feral hunger. She’s offering her body. Piece by piece. I’ll memorize every inch before I claim her forever.

She had tried in the past to get over Yandel during times he went to school and wouldn't even call sometimes like her friends and boyfriends would. Maya tried going on dates, hookups and other things. She even went as low as one night stands with hot strangers but none of them were Yandel, none of them had the kind of caring she was looking for, none of them had the fire and the playful glint in their eyes, none of them had a little scar just beneath their right nipple from fighting for a friend in school. None of them was her Yandel.

“- Ahhhh that’s it, go on, don’t stop, fuck me harder, harder! - Ah, you filthy bitch, I am going to cum! - Not yet! Fuck me, you son of a bitch! Harder! Do not stop! - Yeah, yeah, yeah… - I am close, go as fast as you can! - Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…… - Mmmmm…. aaaaaaaahhhhh…. I am done.” My name is Andrea and I am the Futanari queen, the goddess of sex, and whomever I choose is my submissive bitch. I go to the bar where you can ask for any drink your heart desires. The bartender is a beautiful siren with beautiful blue eyes and red hair. I ask for two shots of tequila and three slices of lemon, drink it fast, and go on to the dance floor.

I knew Hana Kinsley, or Yashida as she’s called at Yale, would be a challenge. I wanted her to be, especially when seducing her became a bet between me and my friends Albert and Isak. The whole point was that we, primarily Albert and I, wanted a challenge this semester. Having women throw themselves at us gets boring, as difficult as that may be to imagine. However, two weeks of making up excuses to get near her and getting nowhere is longer than expected.

Xandar pushed the bra down her arms, and spun her around before lowering her onto the bed. After sucking on her sexy neck, Xandar moved between her legs as he spoke in his deep and alluring voice, “I’m thirsty, my flower. I’d like a drink, please.” He teased her by licking her p*ssy through the thin underwear before Lucianne’s hands came to try to push it down.

“I’m suggesting you consider it. You’re gorgeous, Vivian. That tight little body, those perky tits, that round ass, and I bet that pussy of yours gets so wet and tight. Men would pay a fortune to bury their cocks inside you. You choose who, when, and how. No more stress. Just pleasure and money.” Her words made my clit throb. I could feel myself getting slick, my panties dampening. Mandy noticed my squirming and smiled knowingly. “See? Your body is already responding. That’s a good sign.” We kept talking late into the evening. She showed me the website called Elite Girls on her laptop. “We’ll make you a profile that stands out. Open-minded, fetish-friendly, natural submissive. Guys will love

“Well, what you said is true. I don’t want to get fired, and neither do you. So, what do you want?” ‌ Vanya turned her palm into a fist as she lied through her teeth, “Let’s find a proper place to get laid. Like a hotel, what do you think? I want you to screw me many times as long as you want until I tremble and can’t stand. Use me as you want, Ned, cause I’m yours.” ‌