Dramatic Short Stories Novels & Stories

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

His pants dropped, revealing black boxer briefs strained by the thick bulge of his erection. He was enormous, the outline pressing insistently against the fabric. My pulse thundered in my ears, a reluctant curiosity blooming despite the dread. What would it feel like to have that inside me, stretching me to my limits? Rafe hooked his thumbs in the waistband and shoved the briefs down, his cock springing free. It was thick, veined, at least nine inches long, the head flushed and glistening with pre-cum. He stroked himself once, slowly, his eyes darkening as he watched my reaction.

The feral need from the full moon made everything feel ten times more intense — every bite, every grind, every filthy word pushing him closer to the edge again. Lucas suddenly pulled out with a wet pop, the knot shrinking just enough. A huge gush of thick white cum poured from Damien’s gaping hole, splashing onto the leaves. Before Damien could protest the emptiness, Lucas flipped him onto his back and shoved his legs up toward his chest, folding him in half.

Then his tongue dragged a long, slow stripe up the center of my shorts, pressing the wet cotton hard against my swollen clit. I cried out, back arching, fingers tangling in his hair. He did it again—slower, filthier—tongue flattening, circling, sucking my clit through the fabric until I was shaking. “Take them off,” I begged. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and yanked the shorts down my legs. My bare pussy was exposed—puffy, glistening, clit swollen and throbbing. Liam groaned, low and primal, then buried his face between my thighs.

Her father barely noticed, continuing his story. Damon tilted his head slightly, lips curving in the faintest hint of a smirk. She was trapped. She couldn’t move without drawing attention. And that was exactly what he wanted. His foot pressed against the inside of her thigh, high enough to make her squeeze her knees together, but that only made it worse. He applied more pressure. Her pulse thundered against her throat. She bit down on the inside of her cheek, forcing herself to breathe evenly. When dinner finally ended, she stood quickly, pretending to clear the plates just to get out of the room. Her hands were shaking. She heard her father offer Damon another drink. Damon’s voice followed

“Fine, let’s see how long you last.” He tortured me for what felt like hours. His tongue flicked mercilessly over my swollen clit while three thick fingers pumped deep inside me and the vibrator buzzed against my G-spot. Every time my thighs started shaking and my moans turned into desperate cries, he pulled away completely, leaving me empty and sobbing. “Please, Damien… I can’t…” I begged until my voice broke. Every time I got close, he stopped. I begged and sobbed as my thighs trembled uncontrollably. Tears and sweat mixed on my skin.

My breasts were so swollen and sensitive that each flick of his tongue caused lightening to strike in my p***y. ‎ ‎I was so turned on that my p***y clenched in on itself and ached with the need to be touched too. He released my n*****s and I lay back on my elbows as he began nibbling my ribs and working his way down my stomach. He stopped at my belly button and he licked the water that had pooled there. I drew in my breath imagining his tongue delving deep in my p***y. His mouth moved downward and in the same swift motion as before, he loosened the straps of my swimsuit bottom and flung it to the side with the bra. He stared at my p***y for long before whispering.

Cora’s POV. “SMACK!” My skin sizzled from the impact of Ace's spank. I couldn't hold back the helpless moan escaping my lips. His palm grabbed onto the seam of my bum shorts, and he pulled it really hard, letting the fabric sit tightly between my folds. It felt so teasing, so hot, and my clit throbbed in response to the friction. “The way those pretty pink lips of yours fall out of your shorts is quite the sight. I wonder what they'll look like by the time I'm done fucking you,” he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth.

It was 11pm at night when Nikhil Khanna drove off in his car to the hotel Grad Shine. On his way , he stopped his car and when he was parking it in the parking lot , he noticed a beautiful girl wearing a red coloured lacy short frock with her cleavage popping out .Along with it she was wearing black jacket and black coloured female boots with high heels.

His shorts. She then brought it out; it was full, hard, and throbbing. She took her time to feel it against her palm; the thought of having such a long and mighty dick inside of her scared the shit out of her, but she was determined, so very much determined to finally have a taste of him. “Rosita!!!” Both of them immediately released each other, jumping up to their feet. Eugene's dick immediately went flaccid and back into its formal nature as he immediately raised his shorts back to his waist. Wondering who it was that had bumped into her house unannounced and without any notification.