5 Minute Short Stories For Adults Novels & Stories

His perfect length, long legs like a fucking stallion, his eyes… ‘Ashley!’ my mind screams. ‘Some thoughts are forbidden, meant to be buried as soon as they come and to never stay alive for a minute.’ Still, I struggle to lock my dark desires in a jar and throw it in the ocean. It's hard to hold myself when I see an older man. A sexy and fucking hot one. ‘It’s just for two days…’ Two straight days of staying in the same house with my walking fantasies. Of seeing the dad I’d dreamed of fucking… Exactly forty-eight hours in hell, how possible is it not to burn?

No matter how hard I tried to think of something else, my mind dragged me back to the sight of him earlier, the way his shirt stretched over his chest, the warmth of his voice when he said, “No problem, aunty.” I reached for my phone, desperate for distraction, I logged into a p**n site where I watched two men drilled a woman mercilessly. A cock in her mouth and a cock in her dripping pussy ramming into her with rigor. I inserted two fingers in my already dripping pussy increasing the pace to match with the movement of the men cocks my moan filled the room but it did nothing to quench the fire of desire in me. A real cock is all I need. I tiptoed quietly down the hallway, my heart racing in

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

He says and I beam. I like the idea. "Let's go,” he drives slowly into the hotel's parking lot and even though it isn't as extravagant as what we are used to, it will do. It takes less than ten minutes to book a room and order wine and food to be brought into the room and we are given a key that is attached to a big wooden thingy. For now, I don't care. All I want is to plough this man and make sure that he won't be able to walk after it.

But if a doctor is as harsh as Mr miles, then I don't know what to expect. Hello, Good evening. How are you ever one. This is the second update of the day. Please Read my books and recommend it to your friends as well. My first short story is " My roommate wants a piece of me " it is completed and only a few coins are required to read. Write your comments in the comments section and I will write to you back. Thanks .

Girl wakes feeling sweaty and sticky in motel with her dad. SUMMARY: This is a short story about Ellie and her father who are staying overnight in a very hot motel room near New Orleans. The girl wakes in the middle of the night feeling sweaty, sticky and... aroused. She can't help what happens next. All characters in this story are 18 years or older. Enjoy.. ****** 1 -- Ellie]

He could’ve stayed at his office for overtime. She finally asked him tonight but he didn’t bother answering her. Rolling her eyes at him and turning away, she opened an app on her phone to read. She finds reading stories is less boring than reference books. She only likes short ones, though. She doesn’t have the patience to read full-length novels. Not even a novella. She wants to finish reading a story within an hour. Melissa laid on the couch, with him in her view and her body on display for him. She smirked as a naughty plan occurred to him. Well, there were some bed scenes on the story she’s reading and they’re quite descriptive of what’s going on between the characters.

As long as my third move was executed perfectly, getting Conrad out of the picture wouldn't be hard. I had been preparing everything as planned. I had long talks with my father and strategized with Horace. Things at the Reeses' residence were business as usual. Conrad went to work and came home, while Kelly continued her endless crying. A month passed quickly. One night, as darkness fell, I sent Conrad a message. [Meet me at Serenity Park in the West End at midnight.]

“I’m such a horrible person… but I need your cock.” We could hear voices right outside the door, laughter, the bride’s excited giggles, people calling out instructions. The risk was higher than ever. Adrian fucked me relentlessly, his hand covering my mouth as I came hard the first time, my pussy gushing around his cock. He didn’t slow down. He kept pounding me, whispering filthy things in my ear. “I’m going to marry her in two hours,” he growled, choking me lightly, “but I’m breeding you right now. This pussy is mine. Say it.”

I texted her and then got a reply telling me it was a wrong number, we shared a few messages but then she didn't reply anymore, I didn't think anything of it but now I'm kind of bored so whatever. I unlock my cell phone and type. “Are you around?” *send* “Yes, what do you want? I'm busy now” “What are you doing?” “Nothing that concerns you” He answers bluntly and surprisingly makes me laugh. “Ruda… I like them that way” “I don't care how you like them, stop writing me” “Okay. Okay, I won't bother you anymore” “Thank you” “I'm bored, I won't stop writing you.” 5min later I don't get a reply and I snort. Bored.