Adult Short Stories Novels & Stories

Uncle's forbidden touch 8 The attic breeding stuck with me. Uncle's cum plugged in all night, his stories of family curses whispering in my ear as the storm raged. My belly didn't show yet, but I felt it—the heir growing, his dark claim deep in my womb. Days after, he was tender in a twisted way. Fucks slow and deep, hands on my stomach, promising more kids to carry the line. But his eyes had that hunger, like he needed to mark me permanent.

replied Sunna looking down from shame "It's ok" saying that Nikhil kept his hand on her things. Sunna pulled her frock down from shame. "By the way, what 's your actual age? You look a bit young." "I am..I am 21"replied Sunna "Have you completed your graduation?" "I was unable to complete my studies because of financial problems. I started working at a restaurant as a waitress as soon as I turned 18." replied Sunna nervously. "By the way I have never seen a woman as hot as you in my entire life. I was looking for a beautiful young lady for my upcoming film. "

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

I leaned down, sucking her nipple into my mouth, tasting my own cum on her skin as I fucked her deeper feeling her evening inch. “Oh, yeah, right there, Zaddy,” Ariana moaned loud, her voice shaking as her pussy clamped tight around my penis. I thrust harder, feeling the pressure build in my balls, my body tense. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came hard, my cum shooting deep inside her, filling her up. She’s a grown woman now, 21 and old enough to handle it, her body trembling as she took every drop.

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!

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

“A woman like me? What’s that? Old? Lonely?” He frowned. “Don’t talk down about yourself, Rene. You’re not ancient. And you’re not alone. You have me. And the fellas,” He picked up the phone, his face now closer to the screen. “I mean a woman who has a body that needs to be touched. Held. A grown woman with needs.” My face felt hot. “Oh.” I looked at the time on my phone. “It’s damn near four and you’ll need to be at work soon.”

It's not in my nature. And honestly, I can't wait for my adult life to start. I crave it so much. A few days ago, Samantha took me to a burlesque club. I know what you're thinking — what does a nineteen year old girl know about burlesque? Of all career options, why dance? And clubs? But hear me out, I've always wanted such things. I also have an Onlyfans account, which I opened the night I turned eighteen. I want to show off my body. I want to express myself on dance floors. I crave the attention, I crave the noise, and most of all... I crave the money.

"And of course, my pregnant belly. But it's more than that. It's much more than that, isn't it? I arouse you because I'm a muture woman. An experienced aunt, mother, wife and lover, who is carrying a child in her womb. A women who carries with her 20 years of sexual experience, which means I know how to be pleased and pleasure someone." Aunt runs her finger gently across my face, staring into my eyes. "And here you are, my sweet innocent little nephew. So young and inexperienced. So virile and eager." She giggle a little. "So curious and horny." Aunt Linda grabbed my hand again. "I think what you need is for someone to take your hand and show you the way. Someone to show you how to love... a