Erotic Shoet Stories Novels & Stories

A part of me felt embarrassed from the thought, but another part felt a dangerous kind of excitement at the idea that he might have heard me begging for him. In the kitchen I pointed up at the high shelf where the fancy kettle was placed. Jake reached up easily. His shirt rode up a little and showed a bit of skin at his waist. I had to look away quickly before my thoughts ran away again. When he handed me the kettle our fingers brushed. That small touch sent another rush of heat through my body.

“One more time before he notices.” “Ethan, he’s right downstairs—” He cut me off, sliding inside me slowly. His eyes stayed locked on mine. “Then be quiet, baby.” I bit down on his shoulder as he moved, slow and deep. My sore body lit up with every thrust. His hand slipped between us, fingers rubbing me until my legs started shaking. We came together in silence, mouths pressed hard together so nothing could escape. After, he kissed me long and soft. “This isn’t ending, Zarah. Not today. Not ever, please don't say no."

The dam of passion burst open as we wildly groped each other like a couple of teenagers who had been grounded for a year! After we petted for a few minutes, Eva grabbed my bulging crotch and growled, “I fucking want you.” I croaked weakly, “Yes” as she led me by the hand into the next room, pulling off her tank top and skirt as we walked between the rooms. Obviously, she did a bit of wardrobe planning for tonight!

He gasped in pleasure as I sucked. I felt hands on my anus as Shorter was at me again. He pulled my cheeks apart and his tongue laved my anus slit. He poked into my puckered hole making me groan. I needed filling…now. Getting up from my knees I straddled Erik. He didn’t touch me. I think he was giving me the chance to back out. I wasn’t going to. I’d made up my mind. I plunged my wetness down over him taking it all.

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“Okay. So how do I even start?” “Like any other conversation. Start slow. Let it simmer. You don’t go straight for the clit, right? You tease, you build it up. Do the same here. You could start with the classic ‘what are you wearing’ line, but if you want something that really works… tell a story.” “Story?” she echoed. “You mean, like, read erotica?” “No, I mean tell him something from your life. Something hot, or something that could have been hot if it’d gone just a little further. Something real—then spice it up. Let your imagination play with the memory.”

Her husband ran out just as her pursuer pulled up,jumped from his car and yelled:'Lady,there's A MAN WITH A KNIFE HIDING IN YOUR BACKSEAT! 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!

"Don't stop, Kill! I'm gonna cum! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" A crowd quickly gathered in the courtyard, their backs to us, unaware of the filth happening above their heads. But Jimmy was seeing it all. He saw every inch of the twins' cocks disappearing into my body. The people began the countdown. "10... 9... 8... 7... 6..." "Take it, you little whore," Killian hissed, his jaw tight. "5... 4... 3... 2...” “I’m close,” Sinbad roared.

He had a big dick, he looked like he might also know what to do with his fingers and tongue, and I just couldn’t wait to see him in action. We both started rubbing her pussy, both our fingers flicking her clit and teasing the slit between her legs through her shorts as we took her tits in our mouths. “Oh…. Oh fuck…. Dustin! Felix. Fuck. I—Oh my god. Fuckkkk.” That was it. That was exactly what I wanted and the fact that she had screamed Dustin’s name so loud first told me that she also knew what I wanted. Her body began to shake as her pussy began oozing from behind her shorts. I reached up and grabbed her shorts, pulling them down and revealing her perfectly shaved pussy, and as I pulled th

she whispered, though her hips arched forward, betraying how badly she wanted this. “They’re busy setting up camp. Jake and Dylan are way ahead, and Ryan’s probably halfway up the next switchback by now. We’ve got time.” His hands slid down her waist, gripping the hem of her shorts. In one swift motion, he yanked both her khaki shorts and drenched panties down to her ankles. Cool forest air kissed her exposed, puffy pussy. She was glistening, her outer lips swollen from hours of teasing, her clit peeking out, begging for attention. A thin string of her arousal stretched and broke as her thighs parted slightly.