Exotic Short Novels & Stories

“I tucked it away in my boxers and made for the door, hoping it would deflate before she noticed, but it just got more rigid and by the time I walked out into the hallway, it was tenting my shorts. You can hide a hard-on in regular jeans or shorts, but you can’t hide one in a pair of boxers, so I hurried back to the room so I could slip my shorts on. Before I could get them up my legs, Lily walked in and noticed I was sporting another woody.” “Busted!” “Yup. And there was nothing I could say. I remember getting that feeling inside, you know when your whole body kind of goes numb and you just want to crawl into a hole and die?” “Well, maybe not that bad, but…yup, I’ve been there before.” “I p

“Aria, do you know just how much our goddess’s body has been insured? You should be grateful that she was personally congratulating you.” “Goodness, if I were you, I would be jumping with happiness because I received a hug from the goddess. Do you think that you are some kind of big shot just because Damian took a liking to you?” “She should get lost already. I heard that she started a fashion company. I think we should boycott all her products.” “What was the name of the company again?” “SPIRIT!” “Guys, our goddess had been hurt. Let us boycott this brand called Spirit, and let us make sure that it does not see the light of day ever again.”

Due to the proximity, the lingering scent of tobacco made me sick to my stomach. “It was fine,” I replied curtly, yanking his hands off me. Oblivious to my odd behavior, Dominick took my attitude as nothing more than a little tantrum. He shot his subordinate a look, and the latter presented a gift box on the double. “So I heard that you threw away the roses and ring? That’s pretty willful of you, but that’s what I like about you. “These are pearls imported from the Miranth Gulf. They cost me thirty million dollars at the auction. What do you think?”

He picked up on the first ring. "The fallout is even better than we projected, Marissa," Dante said, his voice brimming with professional satisfaction. "Investors are fleeing. By next week, we can buy the remains of Silver Silk for pennies. You won." "I want to go to Vance Fashion House, Dante," I said, my voice flat and certain. The silence on the other end was heavy. "For what? To watch the roof cave in? Marissa, you’ve done your part. Stay home. Focus on Sebastian."

I watched curiously as Selene licked the cum off her body and just when I thought that was it, the other quadruplet did the same, licking off Jaxon’s nut. The thought of being on the receiving end of that drove me crazy with excitement, I wanted to finish blowing all four of them as fast as I could so I could get fucked and nutted on all over. “My turn to test how good you are.” Atlas stood in front of me and his cock throbbed with anticipation as I took it in my hand, he was also slightly bigger than Ryker. How do they walk around with such monstrous cocks? Without wasting another second, I guided it into my mouth with my hand, slowly taking it down to the base until his pubic hair tickled

is that people usually think of the more exotic ones. “Exotics. Hmm. She lowered and lifted her lashes flirtatiously. "Can you describe me?" one or two? “Well, let's see. There's the top one. "When is the woman at the top?" What's so exotic about it? “Yes, she's on top and he's inside her. But that's not where the name comes from. — He he spun, then brought her back to him and caught her around the waist, letting their pelvises brush against each other.

He asked and I immediately came to a halt. "Uhm," I cleared my throat and turned to look at him. "Nowhere." He walked closer and looked down. "Where you looking at Giselle and the messenger?" He asked and it seemed he had been watching them as well. "He's not just a messenger," I did not know why I said that but I did. "He's the beta of his pack." "And a messenger still," Xavier replied dryly. "Alpha Sheka's little errand boy." He laughed but I did not like the sound of that and did not find it funny.

He’s a werewolf. The whole day, I don’t see Vanessa, nor does anyone bring food for me. Soon, the door opens and I see the General and a lady. The lady’s hair is really long, it reaches her feet. She is barefooted and she has tribal markings on her. “Is he the one?” She asks the General and he nods. “He’s really powerful, I can sense it.” She says as she studies me like I’m a zoo animal. The General scoffs.

I experience a short reprieve as shorter brown haired man shoves him unconfidently out of the way. I’m very grateful, I must say, that this cock is quite a bit wider but far shorter at maybe only 4 inches. This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE!

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?