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Mom Drunk Sex

A Husband For Killer Mom

Blurp: What kind of husband punishes his wife by spanking her ass? An insane and sadistic husband! "How long are you going to punish me?!" "I'm done with your punishment a while ago." Qiao Anxia jerked in a fury and immediately rose to her feet while tidying up her one-piece dress. Her hands touched her buttocks without realizing it, feeling the heat from the man's punishment. She didn't know if this burning feeling was from Richard's unpainful spanking or for another reason... How she wished she could kill this man! ~~~~~ One is a HERO, and the other is an ASSASSIN! The HERO tries to seduce his wife at every opportunity while the ASSASSIN wants to run away and if necessary… kill her husband to get all his fortune! Qiao Anxia is an assassin with a dark past. One day she plots her revenge by intending to ruin someone's marriage by sleeping with her husband. Lost the first night just for revenge, but... the one she slept with was her target's playful twin brother!?? Richard Calvin, a well-known man who is a hero for the victims of the injustice of the politicians, becomes Qiao Anxia's most priority target. After trying to forget the most memorable night with the beautiful girl who set him up, a lovely little girl came into his life and calls him... Papa!? What happens when these two contradictory natures get married only just because an inevitably cute and amusing genius baby girl wants to marry them off? And that baby girl was the result of their intercourse on that unforgettable, passionate hot night!
VorstinStory · 639.7K Views

Reincarnated as a Goblin... and My Mom’s an Elf?!

Kaito was never given a choice. An orphan with no family, no warmth, and no future — the cold hands of an assassination organization shaped his life. Stripped of emotions and molded into a weapon, he lived only to kill, following the twisted orders of the one he called "Mom." She was never his mother — just a manipulative figure who saw him as nothing more than a tool. He became their most feared assassin — sharp, precise, and merciless. Yet in the end, his greatest strength became his curse. Out of fear of his talent, "Mom" betrayed him. Alone and bleeding out, Kaito’s world faded to black. But death wasn’t the end. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a new world — a body too small, too frail — and yet, he remembered everything. Memories of bloodshed and betrayal haunted him. Before he could make sense of it, he saw her — his mother. She wasn’t a commanding voice or a cruel manipulator — she was warm yet fragile, gentle yet strong. An elf mother, trembling as goblin cubs swarmed her, powerless to stop them. Something inside Kaito snapped. He didn’t think. He didn’t hesitate. He slaughtered the creatures without mercy — blood splattering the earth beneath his tiny feet. When it was over, he turned to her — battered, bruised, yet still trying to smile for her child. “Are you my mother?” he asked, his voice almost breaking. In her exhausted, teary gaze, he saw something he'd never known before — unconditional love. For the first time in two lives, Kaito knew what it meant to have someone worth protecting — not out of duty, not because of orders — but because she was his mother. And no one would ever hurt her again. No one.
Flowerhead_Evan · 62.9K Views

Drunk on You

The bass of the music pounded through the walls, the air thick with the scent of alcohol, sweat, and temptation. She swayed unsteadily through the dimly lit hallway, her vision blurred from too many shots of tequila, her body warm and buzzing. She barely remembered how she got upstairs—just that her head was spinning, and she needed somewhere to lie down. A door stood slightly ajar at the end of the hallway, and without thinking, she stumbled inside, kicking it shut behind her. The room was dark, the only light coming from the city skyline peeking through the curtains. She sighed, her body sinking into the soft mattress, her skin humming with heat. Then she felt it—warm breath against her neck. A strong arm wrapped around her waist. She gasped, trying to push herself up, but his grip tightened just enough to make her still. “You okay?” a deep, husky voice murmured against her ear. The sound of it sent shivers down her spine. She knew that voice—somewhere, sometime, but her mind was too fogged to place it. Instead of fear, she felt something else: a slow, spreading ache deep inside her. “I…” Her words failed when he shifted, his hard body pressing into hers. She should have said something, should have asked who he was—but the heat between them, the way his fingertips traced over her bare thigh, sent her spiraling into sensation. His touch was familiar, almost as if he had memorized every curve of her body before this night. And then, just like that, restraint snapped. Their mouths met in a fevered clash, tongues tangling, hands roaming with desperation. His fingers trailed along the smooth expanse of her back, sliding beneath the thin fabric of her dress, pushing it up as he groaned against her lips. Her body arched into his, pressing closer, feeling every inch of him. She had never been touched like this before—like she was something to be worshiped, devoured. And he had never felt anything quite like this—like his body knew hers before his mind even caught up. It was reckless. It was wild. And neither of them knew just how tangled their lives were about to become.
yebothank12 · 681 Views
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