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(I am by no means a writer, but i enjoy making content and learning more about it. Ive also marked chapters with an asterisk for suggestive material. Sometimes i draw pictures, create spaces in sims or use Pinterest photos for visuals on wattpad.) This world is small for Quinten. He follows his routine of school, homework, and wrestling. Theres not much that deviates from that cycle. As an omega it's also important for him to remain quiet about that part of himself. That entails avoiding all things that can be considered weak and docile. No cooking, no art, no dancing and especially no pregnancy. His father is a consistent reminder of how masculine he has to be. Figuratively and literally. Still, fate always finds a way to sneak in loaded distractions. Angel, his best friend, is the complete opposite of Quinten. Out of the closet and complete with a mess of feminine qualities. His long hair, his cooking skills and flamboyant style and personality...not to mention an alpha. This creates a great sense of stress and confusion in quinten especially as he navigates his new found feelings....Its hard to know what to do next...

This story to be deleted. Per Wattpad guidelines. 2-11-2025. ** WARNING MATURE CONTENT **. Rupert is a man that needs to be kept on track. Tamera is just the person he needs. His weekly "Adjustments" administered by his loving wife keep him in check, focused at work, and making goobs of money in the stock market and for his clients. It's a system that has worked for them for a long time. Tamera decided it was time to incorporate more features in the weekly maintenance spankings. With her subscription to prime on Amazon, she can order just what she needs. After the experiment with retail products, it's time to try custom made new toys. The lady can be creative, you'll see. Tamera overshares her sex life with her friend Kay. Kay and Tom are a much younger couple still exploring their marriage sex love. Tom is conservative and Kay has a wild kinky side. Kay wants what Tamera and Rupert have. They hatch a plan to do some secret swinging with their husbands. A man swap but the men will never know that have been switch. It's blowjobs and ass training, spanking and training. And a little bit of girl on girl.

Highest Ranking #6 Happilyeverafter (08/06/19) Wait, what was that sound? Then I hear it again. Grunting, groaning, moaning? Fuck! Is Leo jerking off in the shower? Damn! He sounds sexy. Shit! Not good. I shouldn't be listening to him fucking himself. I was about to get out of bed to silently leave the room when I tripped and tumbled with a loud thud on the bedroom floor. Fuck! Shit! Goddamn it! Suddenly his shower was turned off and he was by my side in no time. All wet and fresh with nothing but his towel that hung low, very very low, dangerously low for my view. He suddenly smirked as he saw my face turned the deepest shade of red. "So, you heard me jerking off in the shower didn't you?" He chuckled and help me get up and checked me more for any wound. He was satisfied when he couldn't find any. And put me to sit by the end of the bed. I can only nod to answer his question. ************** When she finds out about her pregnancy and decided to tell him he was all sweet and promising. But then come the inevitable where she had to deal with the truth. When the mob situation come to reality and she was targeted. She finally reached out to the Italian mob. Will Ken have her back? Will she give in to the Italian, while she's having the Russian's baby? Excitement ahead with a twist of a third-person love triangle. ************* Who's excited for more Angelica and Ivan? ************* Completed May 2019 *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Nothing just Doi Doi Doi 🙂‍↔️ smut / PWP "ORIGINAL STORY"

Being a drug lord is hard. Being a drug lord, who is also a woman, is even harder. So many people take you as a joke or try to convince you that sex with them is better than getting paid. But it's better to fake flirt with them, have them wrapped around your finger before breaking their nose, beating then robbing them. My life isn't as hard as others, but when your a woman, power and money still means nothing to men. No matter how in control you are of everything, they'll try to find a way to take that power away so you'll have to depend on them. CEO's, judges, lawyers, other drug dealers, sorry excuses for men, and even cops. A particular cop has taken an interest in me. Something about him drives me wild, but scares me. Maybe I'll entertain him, just for a bit to keep the cops off my ass. What's the worse that could happen? Copyright © The Cop and The Submissive

MATURE CONTENT, +18 ONLY When Andy starts a complex and steamy love affair with her new boss, she discovers there's more to his arrogant facade than she originally thought. ⸻ Andrea "Andy" Walker has landed her dream job at Kelex, a company she's admired for years. Her new colleagues have welcomed her with open arms, including the charming and sweet Oliver. But her infuriatingly attractive boss isn't so welcoming. Alexander "Lex" Coleman seems determined to drive her crazy. Despite her best efforts to resist him, Andy finds herself increasingly drawn to Lex's good looks and razor-sharp mind. As the tension between them heats up and their working relationship becomes more complicated, the line between personal and professional blurs. Can she have it all, or will she have to choose between her career and the man she can't resist? ⸻ "I'm telling you," I insist while he gets something from his nightstand. "I'm good. We effectively fucked you out of my system." "Great." He's back with a condom, and he's getting hard again. I'm not well-versed in men's anatomy, but it isn't something that should be already happening, right? I'm still not over it when he puts on the protection, throwing the empty package on the floor. Stunned, I don't protest or resist when he flips me around like a ragdoll, and it's only when I'm on all fours before him, my knees on the edge of the bed, that I understand what he wants. "Wait, I need a brea--" My complaints die in my throat as he pushes himself inside me with a slow but implacable thrust. Then comes the wet touch of his tongue, drawing a burning line in the hollow crest of my spine between my shoulder blades. He nuzzles his way up until his mouth is an inch from my ear. "Now, we're fucking you out of my system," he threateningly mutters. Oh, God... ⸻ This is a rewritten version with a better pace and fewer mistakes. You can find the full-length story on my profile.