Adult X Stories Novels & Stories

ASHER? They all chuckled as I said that, "Huh? praying?" "Yes Zach, they are praying" "I want to pray too, I should go join them in praying. Hopefully, mum will stop being mad at me" "It's a special prayer for adults only" I rolled my eyes. It's so hard to convince this kid. "Why does everything have to be adult stuff?" "That's the way, it is Zach. When you grow up you will definitely know how to pray like that"

“Always be vocal, and if he won't listen, kick him out of the bed.” “How about a compromise?” she asked. “If you're going to enjoy it. Next.” “Two: I learnt that having an orgasm is not a bad thing.” “Alas, it's not. It's a damned good thing.” “I learnt that I shouldn't be afraid to try new things. Like the Bdsm thing. Even though we stopped somewhere and didn't go all the way.” He was nodding. “Good, good.” “I learnt that I should not liken myself to pornstars because they're too good to be true.”

His ways of showering his undivine love will be much different from the general love stories we read. Those who have read my other books know how mysterious my stories could be. The story is completely my work, written by me all alone. Hence, the copyrights are reserved. Do not Copy my work. TRIGGER WARNING The story is a dark romance, hence it is meant for adult audience as it contains mature content. Kindly, read further only if you are 18+ or just skip the chapters with mature content warning. Thank You

she added without waiting for a reply. "Aunty hand bag , go and read your books. I wonder how you will pass your exams"Her mother bawled. They talked for what seems like forever before Hussain entered his mother's room. He greeted her happily. "Hussain, why didn't you tell your wife about the journey" his mother scolded him.

Hands on her br**st and d**k in her p**sy, Peter f**ked life off her and she completely forgot that she needed to break up with him. Peter turned her a*s to himself in a doggy position, his middle finger took care of the other hole while his d**k f**ked her pussy. Finally, his seed erupted and he let it spill on the bed. He turned her around and licked her lips lightly, slowly deepening. As they french kissed, Ivy noticed his c**k becoming firm again, so she pulled away from him, breaking the kiss.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

Hi, everyone! This is Curvy Writes, and first things first: I need to take a deep, dramatic bow and then just collapse on the nearest couch. Because, people, we did it! I just want to say a massive, soul-hugging, confetti-tossing THANK YOU to every single one of you who has been reading my short story, "In Her Skin." Seriously, from the bottom of my slightly exhausted but extremely grateful heart, thank you. You guys have been the absolute best audience a writer could ask for.

Kim, a nineteen-year-old, visits Raphael, her friend's thirty-one-year-old uncle, to collect on a bet. She had boldly asked him to perform oral sex on her and to have sex with her. Raphael, intrigued, agreed. Their encounter is intense and passionate, with Kim taking control and pushing Raphael to … ********************** I took a deep breath as I stood in front of Raphael’s apartment door, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt surreal, being here, about to make good on the deal we’d struck.

A man hit by a car in New York in 1977 got up uninjured, but lay back down in front of the car when a bystander told him to pretend he was hurt so he could collect the insurance money. The car then rolled forward and crushed him 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!

A life spent looking backwards misses all the beauty that lies in front of it. Your parents aren’t perfect. You might have realize this. But you’re pretty darn smart. So, like I said before, we have to forgive ourselves or the coulda, woulda, shoulda, fear and anxiety will creep into a crack of our weaknesses, and overcome us. Please know we’re not perfect, and we will never claim to be. Our personal journeys have stories to tell. THAT’S for sure. When it comes time for stories, though, talk to me first… because chances are your father’s are going to be inappropriate. HA!