Door Door Fruit Novels & Stories

I cover my face with a pillow to avoid staring at the walls which might end up adding salt to my soiled wound. A knock came through the door but I ignored it, thinking it was my hallucination or something,the knock came through again and sluggishly stand from the bed and walked to the door,on opening the door I saw Clara with a tray filled with different varieties of fruits,I held the door more wider for her to enter. With her head bowed low ,she placed the tray carefully on the table and turned to leave but my voice halted her steps. “What's up with the fruits?”. I asked as my eyes swept through the fruits on the table,this wasn't the right time to Bring me fruit and she knew that.

"Then… I’ll go wash some other fruit for you." He turned and headed for the door, his back looking strangely lonely. He paused at the door, not looking back. "How about apples? Or… do you hate apples too?"

My eyes caught a glimpse of something behind the plant—a small wooden door partially hidden from view. Curious, I approached the plant with cautious steps. I pushed its leaves aside gently, revealing the wooden door nestled within the greenery. It looked weathered, as if it had been there for ages. Without hesitation, I reached for the door handle, half-expecting it to be locked or lead to a forgotten storage space. To my surprise, the door swung open easily, revealing a narrow pathway that disappeared into darkness. “I don’t think Dario is there Isla.” Nima said in a disturbed voice.

Ain't I trespassing? Tsk. My hands ran faster than my brain did. I gripped the door handle already, even before I thought it was wrong. Why did I want to go in? No clue. B—but, isn't there something special behind this wooden door? I wanted to know, wanted to explore even though it was none of my business. Just this once. Just this once, I'd walk in then I'd turn around and slam the door behind me and run away if I find nothing interesting.

"I can kick it down…" "No," Elle said with eyes closed. "The door is connected to this tunnel. One brutal kick and the whole place comes down on us." "Wow, so, any idea how to pick a magical door open?" Gomez asked whimsically. "You use the same magic to counter it," Leaf said, cracking her knuckles as pink sparkling dust fell from her hands. She slammed her palms on the door, and like a fingerprint key, pink lines printed on the door. The lines extended everywhere, drawing a flower on it. The bronze slowly withered into wood, each piece falling off to the ground. In less than six minutes, the bronze door had become a beautiful wooden door.

She reappeared about an hour later and paused outside the orphanage door. “Show me your wares lady,” Hester said kindly. Alexa held up the pear again. “This is the best lady. You will not be disappointed.” Hester reached and took the fruit. She inspected it. Almost immediately she felt the cut in the fruit and frowned. Hester applied pressure and part of the fruit slid away. Hester glimpsed a piece of paper in the hollow where the seed usually was. She looked from the fruit to the girl who waited with head bowed. She slid the fruit together again.

Amanda said and ended the call professionally. The Japanese Cedar door was carved from a very expensive Cupressaceae, yet it was very light in mass and reflected light rays that beamed on them. The glass sheet that was fixated between a frame made it look more exceptional. "I'll get the door" one of the security officers said and headed for the door to open it. It was Blake! Amanda was perplexed! She never expected to see Blake at this hour of the night. Although, she knew that Blake and her father had some sort of business correlation.

The only option left to unveil the answer is to open it. Sliding the medium-sized metal rod locking the door from the inside, Lady Francesca gingerly opened the door. It produced small sound of creaking as evident of its long stagnancy. She grasped on her realization. The door led to an empty space with few small tents as if serving as an extension of the main flee market inside. It was then, things started to sink in her mind. The door she just opened was one of the emergency door meant to be use only in cases of emergency like sudden fire outbreaks, earthquakes etc.

Frankie instructed. I scrambled over to the door and removed the chair she shoved under the handle. Then I gave a couple of good yanks on the door, but it wouldn’t budge. I called out, “It’s stuck Frankie, we had to work hard to get in here. Can you try to force it open?” “Okay then stand clear, just in case the door breaks or something.” Frankie replied. With that Frankie counted to 3 and then the guys all rammed through the door.

I closed the door instantly, regretting what I did in the first place. I didn’t know if Alex heard the sound the door made but I didn’t wait to confirm. I ran back to my room and covered my whole body with my bed sheets. My heart was beating so fast and hard. The sight of Alex’s penis made me wet already. I could remember the fast night we made love. He had a seven inches long penis and he knew how to use it properly. My hand found my clitoris as I rubbed it without stopping. I used three fingers, sliding in and out of my pussy. I went faster and harder. In no time, I came, quivering at the end of it all.