Playboy Novels & Stories

only that this wall was a bit warm "Uhh uhh!!" she started to fall down when strong hands grabbed her shoulders and steadied her on her feet... Crystal looked up and caught herself staring into the face of the most handsome... no scratch that, the most beautiful face she had seen in a long while now. He was very tall with a beautiful dark skin, he kept his hair neatly styled and had a well built body with all his abs in the right places. How much time did this man spend in the gym? "You should really watch where your going" he said giving her a knowing smile

“Girl, they definitely have to pay for it. Free trials are not part of our offerings. Don’t judge us, you’re already in the game. You’ve got to face it.” No, I won't handle it. Suddenly, the door swung open, and in walked a man. He had the appearance of someone in his late 50s. He sported a sharply tailored suit and sunglasses, despite the room being perfectly bright. I quickly crawled to the back of the girl next to me and tucked myself away, trying to keep him from noticing me. The other girls were completely uncovered. Especially for those who were completely bare, it felt like just another ordinary occurrence. And the man didn’t seem to mind.

And at present Master Jerome had something special in store for me. Pennies’ Porno Palace on the outside didn’t look much different from a Toy’s R Us store. But once you entered the front doors you knew that no children would ever see the toys for sale in there. The huge lobby was set up more like a library, or grocery store in that there were aisles with row upon row of pornography of every kind from books, and magazines to videotapes, and DVDs. From the four walls hung every adult nuance known to mankind from whips, and manacles, to dildos, and blow up life like dolls.

Just his annoying stepsister who got in the way. I was so lost in my heartbreak that I wasn't watching where I was going. I clutched my notebook against my chest like a shield - the notebook that contained my most dangerous secrets. Inside those pages, I had written everything I could never say out loud. Stories about Ryan's perfect body, about touching his muscles, about kissing him until we both couldn't breathe. I also wrote about other hot guys on campus - their abs, their arms, their lips. Everyone at school was obsessed with these stories. They had been posted online anonymously, and the whole campus was trying to figure out who the mystery writer was. The one who wrote such detailed,

His three other friends sighed at him. Among them, the top notched playboy is Atty. Paolo; he has three or more girlfriends. He has different girls per day. He said, it is like a menu, he just needs to pick his choice to be his meal for the day. The second-in-line branded playboy of course is Atty. Garette; the one who prided himself on not having s*x twice with the same woman. His principle actually is “Never lose a case and never bed a woman twice.” Until today, Atty. Garette could still say so, that he never bedded a woman twice. In the coming days, however, Atty. Garette is not sure anymore and that man-made waterfall was hi

A man well sculptured by God and perfect in every angle. "It's a lie. S..such men don't exist." I find myself talking with my voice slightly hoarse. "What do you mean it's a lie?! Look at this.. Multi-billionaire Wesley Cooper with a seven hundred billion dollars conglomerate that consists of companies, enterprises, hotels and resorts, industries and corporations all around the world... One of Earth's most eligible and droolworthy bachelor.. American's number 1. Playboy.. Businessman in the day.. Devil in the night..

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And more often than not, he did just that. Theodore, the notorious "Playboy Prince." Or, to use his full and rather grandiose title, Prince Theodore Kaid, the infamous, seductive, and impossibly handsome Prince of Khoshorbhan. The boss, and though he wasn't quite from hell, he certainly seemed to originate from a place just as dark and complicated.

Papayas Strip Club The night was young and so were the ladies at Papayas strip club. Some laid stark naked stroking the dicks of people who were old enough to be their fathers, some were on the finest undies dancing lusciously to the night music, while some were being fucked hard core; it was an orgy house. It didn’t take long before the owner of the establishment noticed she was graced with the presence of the billionaire; Mr. Hill Hamilton. “Mr. Hill what a pleasant surprise.” Cox said with a warm smile. She also acknowledged the presence of Mike as well with a knowing smile and a soft nod.

With trembling hands, I reached for the stack, lightly brushing my fingers over the slick cover of the topmost issue. Squeezing my eyes shut, I drew in one final fortifying breath. Then, bracing myself, I slowly turned the magazine over to face me. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the high-definition image gracing the glossy cover. But it wasn't my face staring back at me - rather the arrogant smirks of Damien and Lucinda as they posed in a tender-looking embrace. I collapsed back against the table, hugging the magazine to my chest as the weight of success crashed over me.