DARK CRAVINGS. A COLLECTION OF STEAMY, SHORT STORIES.

Ca-mila” he stuttered. Trying so hard to feign ignorance of what was happening or what was about to happen.“Camila,” he called out again. This time more audible than the first time. If I had listened carefully and closely, I would feel his heart racing inside his chest and if care wasn't taken, it'd explode the next second.He was scared. He was worried. He was speechless. I knew. He knew I know“We shouldn't be doing this, you know?” He stuttered again. His timbre was shaky. His spirit wasn't willing, but just like the biblical verse, his flesh wasn't weak either. His loins were getting stiffened, growing an inch at zero second and with every touch of mine.“Why?” I asked. Seductively, my eyes fixed into his, searching for what I couldn't find, while locking my lips and making some rumba with my palms through the bulge that was helplessly struggling for freedom in his pants.“I- we- i-” he had tried to open his mouth and give whichever flimsy excuse that was there to giv

I knew I was ready to lose my virginity to Micah. I was ready to offer my most cherished gift to my brother. My twin brother. “Have you ever done it before?” I asked him, still cuddled up under his arms. It felt so warm. The fragrance of his cologne was very pleasant to my nostril. I had to pull myself closer to his body, closer so I could feel every layer of his skin penetrating into mine.He feigned ignorance of the question. I had to ask again, knowing fully well that he was trying so hard to dodge it.“When was the last time you had sex?” I thought about rephrasing the question. Knowing fully well that he couldn't avoid It.“Sex?” He stuttered. Trying to avoid eye contact with me, but I was smarter. We were both naked and under the duvet. I could feel his cock rising. It was pushing hard against my thigh and I was sure he was embarrassed. Who wouldn't feel embarrassed exposing his nakedness before his sister and having her suck his dick few hours ago?“Yes, sex” I replied, rol

Eugene was taken aback by the unanticipated response, and oddly enough, that was the assurance and motivation he needed to make him know he was doing exactly what she liked and wanted, and he was willing, ready, and wanted to do more for her as long as it made her happy, satisfied, and fulfilled by his awkward sexual fantasy."How much do you want me?" Eugene has been reading a whole lot of the New York best-selling romantic and erotic stories, and he has been seeing a whole lot of romantic series; hence, he knew just when, where, and how to communicate with his partner in the bedroom and during copulation.These lines We're just an extract from one of the many he has read."I want you so much, and I really do need you very much as well," she replied in a melancholic timbre. Eugene felt oddly confident. He felt relaxed. He felt wanted, and as expected, he really did feel needed. Needed by the woman whom he had always looked up to as a role model since the duration of many years t

“Fuck!!!”Her squirt was all over his face.“I am sorry—I am very sorry, please.” Rosita pleaded. Knowing that she has really messed up his face with her fluids.Eugene felt bad in a good way. Bad because his face was already messed up with her release, good because he was proud of himself. He just gave a woman her first orgasm through pussy sucking, and it felt so good. It'd give him confidence to do more, knowing that it has brushed his ego.“There's no need to apologize, Rosita. I am definitely fine,” he was trying his best to hide the prideful excitement that was already building up in him, knowing fully well that he had brought a lady to have an orgasm.“How was that?” He asked, trying so hard to feign ignorance of the fact that he was so elated and proud of himself.Her legs were still shaking. She was vibrating involuntarily, and her breath could be heard if listened to closely and carefully.“How do you feel having your first orgasm from me sucking your pussy?” He was tryin