Adultbaby Stories Novelas e Histórias

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

Hence, the Supernatural Spa. These are more of their stories that have chilled and thrilled many readers throughout the years. And now, they have been updated, translated, and made more pleasurable to read here. Hope you enjoy the next two stories about two lovable grandparents... +++++++++++ Story 1: Grandpa Hi, this is my first time telling a story here, so please be patient with me. This happened at my Lola’s house around five years ago, I think. And I remember that during those times, there seemed to be a special occasion that involved my Lolo in one way or another...

My painful scream filling the dawn. ‘I came out of my room because of the noise, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. When I turned the corner I stumbled on something. Looking down I saw Aria, my nanny. Why she slept here on the floor? Her eyes were open. My hands slipped off her neck when I touched her. There was blood. Like on the bird I saw last week. She was dead. But why? I love nanny? Why would she die? I ran crying to find mommy. When I reached the stairs I saw strangers, down, in the hallway, they were fighting with daddy and our guards. There was even more blood and daddy was hurt. Our butler’s chest was naked, and there was a hole instead of a heart. And mom’s maid was naked and gagging

After a few moments, his brown eyes sparkled, indicating he already has a story in mind and was grinning wide. "I want to hear a new story, mama. Do you have a new stowies other than kings, magical crechor or pwinsesses? Like a real, real stowies?" His six-year-old self, speaking adorably making his mother smiled. She started to make a humming sound, looking up and thinking of a story that would be interesting enough for a boy his age. "Well, there is one that I've heard from your grandmother as a child. About a wolf and a witch. Would you like to hear them?"

Him and his perverted mind. "Can we just watch a movie now?" "I have a better idea. How about I tell you stories from when I was a kid? I still have a couple of embarrassing moments to tell." he suggested. "I'm cool with that." I shrugged. I've always loved bedtime stories. When I was a kid bedtime stories are being read to me, as I've grown I am the one reading the stories myself. It has evolved from Three Little Pigs to Alice in Wonderland and to the magical world of Hogwarts.

the man smiles brilliantly. "So what's your story?" The investor ran a hand through his trimmed hair, "I actually like breaking in beautiful youthful things," he snickered discreetly. "Hitched?" Lannie pried with a meddling grin, her eyes evading to the man's ring finger. "No way on earth, no. Ok, my story's exhausting as poop. I was a beautiful forlorn failure in school, however I earned substantial sums of money out of it. Out of nowhere got famous with the women."

Once upon a time, there lived a kind cople of elders. They had a beautiful love story. They were friends since childhood and stayed by each other side till they became old. Nothing could their them apart. Not even the fact that the woman could not get pregnant. They lived happy, in a small village, covered in snow half the year. There were happy children, enough food every winter and no war, just the calm peace.

I picked up my phone and saw a new message waiting. **HotFantasy88:** That call was incredible, baby. When can we do it again? I want more next time. I quickly typed back to HotFantasy88, my fingers still a little shaky from the almost-orgasm and the close call with Dad. **Me:** It was so much fun for me too 😊 I’m free most afternoons when my dad’s out. Message me anytime and I’ll ride for you again. Maybe even nastier next time if you tip good 😉

WARNING : This is a collection of short erotic stories. It is extremely explicit, raw and unfiltered. Not suitable for readers under 18. Step into a world where every shade of temptation comes alive. Where obsession feels like love, and ruin feels like pleasure. Every tale drags you into a secret desire, a toxic attraction. Where heroines love being ravaged, and still beg for more. Stepdads who claim what they desire while mom is away or sleeping. Dominant piano tutor who turns practice into breathless, handcuffed restraint, and a junior brother who blackmailed their sisters into a threesome.

Lorelei was adventurous, and she didn't do the same guy twice unless he was really worth it. “I have standards, Lora. I don't sleep with just any guy.” She scoffed, flipping back her hair. “What do you think about older guys?” She pulled back, as if she hadn't heard me right. There was silence, just as the smell of freshly baked croissants wafted through the air. She finally opened her mouth to speak. “I don't fuck with them.. they have bad blood.” I almost choked, finding her words silly. “What does that even mean?”