Dirty Short Novels & Stories

"Put some bloody clothes on." Greyson laughed and walked off, only to appear again seconds later with shorts on. Indianna couldn't help but peek at his abs. He had a clear eight pack and his muscle defined chest was littered with tattoos. Indianna hadn't noticed before but when Greyson's dark hair wasn't styled up in a quiff it was rather long and currently it was all pushed back from his face in a messy manner with wisps of fringe dangling in front of his eyes. "Take a picture, sugar, it'll last longer," Greyson smirked and Indianna narrowed her eyes at him.

I quietly ordered, and I sank to my knees in front of her. Cindy eagerly held the hem of her skirt and quickly lifted it, revealing her soft tanned thighs before showing her freshly shaved pussy. I pulled her long young legs apart to give me better access to her young pussy and I noticed that there were already a slight glisten of moisture around her sweet pussy.

“So I fell short on the funds? Do you need to go out of your way to point that out? After all the years I’ve cared for you, must you get upset over a bit of money? “You’re nothing like your sister. You are a thankless brat.” Sitting next to me, Tania glanced at my phone before looking up and uttering, “Oh, it is just four hundred dollars, Susan.” Susan let out a strained chuckle in embarrassment. “My eyesight isn’t what it used to be. I must have missed a zero.” She glared at me. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?” Susan reluctantly transferred me the rest of the funds, her voice stiff when she said, “There you go. You have the money. Now, get us a decent spread. Don’t keep everybody wait

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Being the least experienced, this short five-second incident shocked her more than the others and left her unable to think or move for much longer. "Rita, net!" Shorty called out to the more attractive lady, hoping for her to wake up from her daze and recall and throw the metal net again. Unfortunately, Rita was just too out of it to have heard. Shorty shook his head angrily and roared as he leaped into the air at high speed, gliding through the air while holding a gigantic sword laced with poisonous slime in hand. The tiger glanced at him and abruptly disappeared again.

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More like fuck my best friend. He furrows his brows in confusion. “I don’t have a girlfriend.” “You sure about that, Dean? Because I heard a woman’s voice coming from your bedroom a few nights ago. You mean to tell me I have it all wrong. You watching porn or something?” “Goddammit Celeste, I don’t have a girlfriend and I’m not watching porn. I just want to know if you’ll be okay to travel by yourself. If not, I can have Vance…”

Her caption read: First Saturday in Colorado and I survived! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back home in Oklahoma, Tony lay in bed in his tiny apartment, the glow of his phone cutting through the darkness. The ping of a notification jolted him. He opened F******k, and there she was—Shortcake, looking happy, surrounded by new faces. She’d only been gone four days, but seeing her like this made it feel like a lifetime. Toby hit the like button, staring at the screen for a moment longer. This is what he wanted for her, right? Happiness. Friends. A life beyond home. He set his phone aside, rolled over, and fina

“Wow… look at you.” Allowing her gaze to trail over his body, Zoe sucked in her lower lip. Tight, navy jeans fit snugly around muscular thighs, a long-sleeved button-up rolled up along the length of his forearms. It had been a while since he’d shaved his head and the black speckles of stubble were quickly growing longer. “You’re not too bad yourself, Moretti.” Tugging her hand, he spun her before dipping her low, kissing her red-stained lips fiercely. “As tempted as I am to fuck you in that dress right now, we should probably get going. We’ll miss it if we’re too late.”

I changed the angle of the latest dildo, sharp, and she was crying out with every thrust, tense with the need to come. Her orgasm was a wet one. She bucked like a good slut, head twisted to the side as she groaned for me. She was feral, hissing like a desperate bitch, such a contrast to the cute girl who bounced off in the morning for college. She was still gasping as I pulled the dildo free, spilling wetness out all over the leather of the sofa. My kinks took over as I grabbed a fresh marker pen and wrote dirty bitch across her tits, hoisting her up to show the camera, and then I spat over the words, smearing them as she watched me.