Adult Romance Short Stories Novels & Stories

Months slipped by like smoke. Winter came and went, then spring bled into summer, but nothing changed between them. The apartment stayed the same size—too small for secrets—but the heat between Lena and Kai only grew thicker, heavier, more constant. They didn’t date. They didn’t fight. They just fucked. A lot. Often. Whenever the urge hit, which was basically always.

I say it with a lack of other words. "You know Lara that your birthday is coming up, in a few days you will become an adult, a beautiful 21 year old lady!" She says and he.....i see him licking his lips slowly scanning my body with his eyes which gives me shivers and not the good type like I got from Kissing John!! I look away because suddenly I feel really uneasy and I don't know why he was doing that. "You know that that day is very special right? You will become a real woman that day and I will give you my special gift!" He says and before he walks out he caresses my cheek with his hand which makes me jump and walk backwards to the exit.

Well there was only two weeks left to enjoy her and I was doing that as much as I could. Not that I didn't actually enjoy the class itself as I had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what I was writing was dirty stories, or as the web sites called it; erotica. I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

Alexander chuckled darkly and thrust deeper, making me whimper. “You’re not leaving, baby.” He lowered his head and kissed my neck, then my jaw, then my lips. “Not after tonight. Not after you let two men destroy you and still begged for more. You’re going to be addicted.” He started moving a little faster, his thick cock sliding in and out of my cum-filled pussy with wet, filthy sounds. “I’m going to ruin you for anyone else,” he whispered against my mouth. “By the time these six months are over, you won’t even remember what your life looked like before me.”

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

“Just breathe, little one.” He stayed still, whispering soft words against my skin, kissing away the tears that slipped free. Only when the sharpest edge of the pain faded did I whisper that he could move. He did. He started slow — long, careful strokes that let me feel every inch as he sank deeper. Each time he almost pulled out, then filled me again, the stretch turned into something hotter. He found a spot inside me that made my toes curl and my breath catch. “You take me so well,” he groaned. “Such a perfect little mate… made to be filled by me.”

he whispered, his lips brushing her forehead, “was merely the first page of our story.” Their story ended there, with Cora wrapped in the arms of a demon, her body sated, her soul promised, and her future a terrifying, exhilarating blaze of unknown passion. She had gotten everything she had ever fantasized about, and she had never been more perfectly, completely damned.

The world was alive in ways I’d never known: the heartbeat of a deer fifty yards away, the rustle of leaves like thunder, the thrill of pursuit. When we reached a hidden waterfall pool, he shifted back—human, laughing, pulling me with him. We tumbled into the water—naked, laughing, kissing. He lifted me against the smooth rock wall, legs wrapping around his waist. “No condom,” I gasped. “Don’t need one,” he growled. “The bond protects us. You’re mine.” He thrust in deep, perfect. I cried out—wolf and woman both. We moved together, hard, fast, desperate. Water cascading over us. His fangs grazed my scar. Mine grazed his shoulder.

My stomach flipped, a delicious knot of anticipation, and I realized the truth I could no longer deny. "I think... I'm falling in love with you too," I admitted, my voice trembling with something deeper than desire. Nathaniel's chest rose with a deep, rumbling laugh, and his face lit up like the first lights of a Christmas tree. Slowly, reverently, he leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. The kiss was soft, sweet, but full of promise — a heat that lingered long after it ended, a promise that this connection wasn't just physical. I felt him press closer, our breaths mingling, hearts beating in unison, and I knew we had crossed into something real, something dangerous, and utterly ours.