Adult Funny Short Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Not even close, baby. I'm gonna fill you up until you're dripping with my cum.” THE END. PLEASE WATCH OUT FOR BOOK 2 — HOTTER AND EVEN BETTER!

His booming voice filled the air with glee, As he entertained us, setting spirits free. "Let's say old time jokes, shall we?" Chants of 'yes' sounded around the room. "Did you hear about the vampire who opened a bakery? He got into a lot of trouble because his cakes were always too bloody." The room erupted with laughter, a joyful sound, As we all shared in the mirth that went around. Stephanie chimed in with a witty remark, Adding to the humor, making the atmosphere spark. "Alpha Darwin, have you heard the one about the talking dog?

“He’s a ten but… he kisses his BMW goodnight every night.” Terri chuckled and gestured toward a tall, gangly guy with oversized glasses. “He’s a ten but… he says, ‘That’s all folks!’ after every joke he tells.” We both doubled over in laughter. I pointed at a shorter guy in a bright, colorful sweatshirt. “He’s a ten but… he writes erotic Dora the Explorer fan fiction.” Terri nearly choked on her drink. When she looked up she said, “He’s a ten but… he’s not potty-trained,” motioning toward a guy in JNCO jeans.

My father, Hector, and Benjamin had shared the transaction slips of the money they'd transferred to Jennifer's account. I curled my lip mockingly while looking at the birds that flew past my window. It turned out everyone remembered Jennifer's birthday despite forgetting mine. My father, Frank Monroe, shared his transaction slip. He also wrote, "Happy birthday to my darling Jennifer!" Hector wrote, "I hope you'll always be happy, Jennifer!" Benjamin wrote, "No matter what happens in the future, Jennifer Robinson is the only woman I'll ever love."

Then I went even lower. Spreading his firm ass cheeks with both hands, I dragged my tongue over his tight hole in long, hungry licks. I rimmed him shamelessly, moaning into his ass as I pushed my tongue inside as deep as I could, licking and sucking at his unconscious hole while my fingers kept jerking his throbbing cock fast and sloppy. The forbidden act made my own pussy throb and drip onto the sheets beneath me. Harlan let out a deep, broken whimper, his body twitching weakly as a slurred “Ahh… shit…” fell from his lips.

The cushions wrapped around me. My best friend, Lila. Sat down beside me on the chair, falling into it very lazily like a rag doll. Her shiny skirt, moved up, showing her smooth and sexy thighs. She moaned in an exaggerated way. “If I eventually die this night, just tell my mom I went out happy.” I snorted. "Oh please, tomorrow you'll be back to pose with those plastic angel wings in front of your followers on I*******m." She wrinkled her face at me. We were intoxicated, silly, swimming in cocktails and adrenaline. All the silly things felt like the world's biggest joke.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

It felt good—light, like a breath of fresh air in this park where the wind rustled the leaves around us. We sat on the bench after that, side by side, our shoulders almost touching. He started telling these silly jokes—the kind that weren’t even funny, just dry and ridiculous, like “Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.” Corny as hell. But I laughed anyway, hard and genuine, because the real joke was how bad they were, how he delivered them with that straight face like he thought they were gold. It warmed me up inside, chasing away the chill for a bit.

“Great. That's a relief. Now, what do you say?” “He is fine and his dick is huge,” I giggled. “but it's been decades since I've done anything like this.” “It's not surgery. It's fucking. Just like riding a horse.” “It is a horse!” we quipped in unison. “So what's the verdict, ladies?” Massimo asked as Phaedra began to relieve him of his pants. “The Thrilling Three are back in action!” Quinn announced. With his heavy cock swinging from side to side like a pendulum, Massimo scooped Phaedra in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. Quinn and I

With a sigh I tried to sleep as I had a University to attend to the next day. It was a week after Arman left for South Africa. And I was over the moon. I felt free and away from stress and fear. Everyone was present, having fun in the garden, talking and laughing, as only the young generation was present, we were laughing liking maniacs after centuries as Ammar told his sastay and lame Jokes. 'what do you call Mr bean standing far away?' 'what?' 'door bean.' he laughed out so loud, where as we just smiled at him who was thrashing in his chair.