Dramatic Short Stories Novels & Stories

“Are you alright? We received the distress signal and came as fast as we could.” Damon’s arm stayed wrapped possessively around my waist, his fingers subtly slipping under the hem of my dress from behind. “I’m… I’m okay,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. But Damon’s thick fingers found my bare, cum-filled pussy and pushed inside me without warning. I gasped sharply, gripping his arm for support. “Easy, baby,” Damon murmured calmly to me, then turned to the rescuers with that charming billionaire smile. “She’s a little shaken from the storm. It was quite intense out here.”

Shadows danced on the walls like living things. Now all five demons had glowing red eyes. The witch’s eyes burned the same. Lila glowed brighter blue, convulsing between them as orgasm after orgasm tore through her. The demons roared together. They came like fountains. Thick, gray demonic cum exploded into Lila’s womb, deep into her guts, down her throat. So much it inflated her belly noticeably before it burst back out in heavy, splashing waves, flooding the floor in puddles. Lila shook violently, squirting one last time as they pulled out and hosed the rest over her bound, rope-marked body.

hе ѕаіd. I ѕtорреd dancing and lооkеd аt hіm. Hе juѕt ѕmіlеd аt mе. Ok, I'll рlау, I thоught. I ѕtаrtеd dаnсіng аgаіn. Aѕ I ѕwауеd I reached dоwn tо the hеm оf mу skirt. I соntіnuеd tо ѕwау my hірѕ. Mу mind was racing. Cоuld I dо thіѕ? Could I juѕt show оff mу ass? Wеll. They'd ѕееn most of іt at the hоt tub I reasoned. Whаt'ѕ thе big dеаl?

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”

And I barely cleaned up before slipping into the shortest pleated skirt I owned, with no panties on and heading out alone, craving more. The club was packed with sweaty bodies grinding under pulsing red and purple lights. Strobe flashes illuminated glimpses of short dresses riding up, hands roaming freely, and couples making out against the walls. I forced and pushed through the crowd toward the bar, my ass swaying with every step. Heads turned. Guys stared openly at my long legs and the way my tits bounced freely under the crop top.

There were all kinds of things. The more I scrolled, the more my jaw dropped. It was like discovering a whole hidden world. I found words I had never heard before, and the deeper I went, the more surprised and weirded out I felt. First, there was the whole concept of "D/s". Dominance and submission. The articles explained that it wasn't just about the sex, it was a psychological game of control. One person gave up all their power, and the other person took it. The website talked about "subs" who wanted to be ordered around, and who found peace in completely giving up their choices. It felt completely bizarre to me. I couldn't wrap my head around why anyone, let alone my sweet Melanie, would

Rebecca’s hand hovered, trembling, then dropped to her side. “I can explain,” she said weakly, voice shaking. “It’s just… fantasies. My husband barely touches me anymore. He’s always gone, and when he’s here it’s quick and boring. I started watching that stuff for… relief. The younger guy thing. The nerdy ones with big… you know.” Her eyes flicked down to the very obvious bulge in Elias’s lap. She stared hard at it “Jesus Christ, Elias,” she breathed. “You’re huge.”

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

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Omar looked at her face The moon was glimmered its luminous on her face while her nose pin shines through it, Her white teeth biting her bottom lip while her hair was softly flowing with breeze Omar didn't realize when he started leaning towards her, feelings his closeness to her, Hana fisted his shirt, her heart jumping in hr chest. "Hana!" When their lips was inches apart, Omar called her, to ask for permission. Hana hold onto his arm tightly, not having strength to open her eyes or nod her head. Two budding flowers in lawn faced each other as moon hide itself behind clouds to spread darkness. The End