Romans & histoires Coming Of Age Short Stories

Clover’s POV Ever since I hit my puberty I have always dreamt of having sex with my sister even though she was nine years older than me . 10 years Ago: One summer afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. I was supposed to be at my swimming club at this time and mom was out shopping and dad at work . I forgot my swimming glasses and swimsuit at home. So I had to go back home to get them. *** When I arrived at home I heard some weird noises coming from my sister's room and went to check it. The door was slightly ajar and what I saw shook me to the core.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. 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!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.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

Chapter 2: Finger fucking in class I walked into Professor Harlan’s lecture hall the next morning wearing my shortest skirt yet, my heart pounding with excitement. I had no panties underneath, it was just my smooth, bare skin that was already getting slick from the thrill of what I planned to do. After yesterday’s little show in Blake’s office, I knew I had his attention, and now I was going to push him further.

Intrigued, I flip ahead several pages, seeing references to Henry’s Drive-In, The Skylark Diner, Yellow Cab, Paddy’s Place, The Commons Trailer Park on Bassler Road . I close the journal and again examine its plain, black leather-bound cover. Stories about Clifton Heights? Real stories? Or someone trying their hand at fiction? Either possibility fascinates me. Especially because I’m ready to begin a classic rite of passage for all small-town authors: the ubiquitous “coming of age novel which is a thinly veiled account of the author’s childhood.” Whomever this journal belongs to, it’s not lost on me how much inspiration these stories could provide, possibly kick-starting my own childhood reco

“Vanessa, you’re seriously a lifesaver. They’re twenty now, so they’re not little kids running around, but I still feel bad just dropping them on you like this. Ryan’s the quiet one, always at the gym getting all athletic and focused. Darius is the loud one with tattoos all over him, thinks he’s God’s gift to women. You’ll spot them right away. They’ll probably keep to themselves and stay out of your way.” I bit down hard on my lower lip and squeezed my thighs even tighter, feeling my pussy give a strong throb just from hearing their names. They are twenty years old. Young, strong bodies full of that wild, nonstop energy. My mind flashed straight to what they must look like naked, hard cocks

💋AUTHOR’S NOTE (18+) PLEASE READ ALL CHARACTERS ARE UNRELATED BY BLOOD. Any titles like Daddy, Mommy, Brother, or Sister refer strictly to adoption, step-family, or roleplay. All characters are consenting adults (18+). PENELOPE POV

The house finally went quiet. I let out a long breath and stretched, my tight little tank top riding up over my flat stomach. Nineteen years old and still stuck under his roof like a prisoner. No friends, no dates, no freedom. If he ever found my secret account… yeah, I’d be dead. But that risk made it hotter. The secrecy. The thrill of thousands of men paying to see what he had never let me show. I scrolled through my DMs for a minute, biting my lip at the usual flood of horny messages. Then I set my phone aside and slipped a hand under my shorts, tracing lazy circles over my clit. I was already wet. That comment had done its job.

“This is what happens when you’re a bad girl. You get fucked like a whore by your trainers.” I came the first time with a muffled scream around Jax’s cock, my pussy gushing around Kane. They didn’t stop. They kept switching, using my mouth and pussy relentlessly until I came again. And then again. My body was shaking uncontrollably, covered in sweat, drool running down my chin. “Fuck…I’m gonna cum,” Jax groaned, pulling out of my mouth and stroking himself fast. Both men pulled out and stood over me. They stroked their thick cocks until they exploded, covering my face, tits, and back with thick ropes of hot cum. I was a trembling, cum-covered mess on the yoga mats.