Adult Funny Short Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hand on clit again. He grunts. Thrusts deeper. We build. “Come in my ass.” He roars. Fills me. I cum too. Shaking. Collapses on me. “Amazing.” We clean up. Order room service, Eat naked, talk light about our jobs and hobbies. He’s funny and smart. Afternoon slips away. More sex on the couch, against the window.

“Milk my fingers like the public fucktoy you are.” I couldn’t help it. My walls tightened hard around his three fingers as he curled them viciously against my G-spot. A fresh gush of wetness squirted out around his hand, soaking my thighs even more. The smell of my arousal was faint but unmistakable in the humid bus air — at least to me. The old man smirked. He gave my left ass cheek a hard, open-palmed smack under the skirt. The sharp crack cut through the noise. My plump, milky ass rippled from the impact, the sting blooming hot across my skin.

Aside from her however, three women were giggling to each other while watching their friend cry over catching her husband's infidelity. * I do apologize for not updating daily and I will try to update more. I hope you guys are enjoying this collection so far! I have other stories you guys can check out!^^

“In the middle of a dark forest, a man and a woman have sex. After about 15 minutes, the man finally gets up and says, ‘Damn, I wish I had a flashlight!’ The woman replies, ‘Me too. You’ve been eating grass for the past ten minutes!’” Then I burst into loud laughter. ********* “Stop it, Conan. For Christ’s sake.” I laughed frantically to get away from him. A chuckle broke out while he tickled my neck, armpits, and waist. “If you don’t stop being childish, I will surely kill you.” “Would you like me to tell you another joke?” “Oh, no!” I blurted out. “I’ll pee in my gown if you don’t stop your dirty jokes.”

Liam said with grin “It most certainly is,” Bruce said with a frown. “You didn’t even give the joke a chance,” Garth said. “A joke that involves bestiality doesn’t deserve a chance,” Bruce said haughtily. “Where did you hear these jokes? You guys have never been joke tellers.” “That hotter than smoke brunette in the red dress,” Garth answered bluntly. “She’s been telling all kinds of jokes for the past forty minutes to various people.” “Like who?” Bruce asked with concern.

The pot-bellied guy said smugly, causing the other two to scream wildly as if it was an inside joke that only they seemed to understand. The tall man excitedly approached me. “Except she's prettier.” “Just when the child is there when we play with his dearest mother, everything is even more fun.”The dwarf licked his lips in disgust. They were all giggling like a pack of hyenas. I clenched both my hands into fists as it shook with anger, I couldn't hear this crap anymore. I mustered up all my remaining courage and strength as I elbowed the man on the right hard in the stomach and dug my heel as hard as I could into the right leg of the man on the left.

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

I lay there trembling, my legs still locked wide, my pussy gaping and pulsing with the aftershocks of a ruinous pleasure. Brent leaned down and kissed my sweat-damp forehead with a shocking, tender intimacy. “Good girl,” he whispered. “Daddy’s proud of his little whore.” Then he glanced toward the doorway where Arden and Elden were already leaning against the frame, their hard cocks in their hands and their eyes dark with a voyeuristic hunger. “Your turn,” Brent said calmly, stepping back so they could see the absolute mess he’d made of me. Arden stepped forward, his platinum hair messy, a wicked grin on his face as he unzipped. “Mi vida, look at you. Drenched in Daddy’s cum and still beggin

From nowhere, a smack landed on my ass tore a terrified and startled gasp from my throat as I hastily whirled around to see a bunch of four guys who were guffawing their lungs off, like they had done something impossibly funny right now. Meanwhile what they had done was to harass me sexually, and there was nothing funny about that. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I demanded angrily at who was definitely the culprit because he was the one gloating while his friends snickered on and on. “You look so damn sexy in that pair of shorts, couldn’t resist. Bet you’d fold so well when getting fucked, tiny thing that you are.” As soon as he was done, his friends laughed on and on like the biggest jo

Amanda sat in her small apartment in Surulere after another long, boring day at the office. Twenty-four years old, with a tight athletic body from years of gym work — perky C-cup tits, a tiny waist that curved out into a fat, juicy ass that made men stare. She was tired. Tired of vanilla boyfriends who lasted five minutes and called it romance. She wanted to be used. Broken. Turned into something less than a person.