Exotic Short Stories Novels & Stories

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

"I'm pulling out all the stops today, and when I'm done with you, that bastard won't know what hit him. He won't even be able to breathe when he looks at you." Addy led me inside the Hedonism Spa, and my jaw hit the floor. I felt like I had stepped into a high-budget pornographic fairytale, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and musk. It was a sexual heaven. There were girls dressed like naughty fairies in nothing but sheer wings and tiny leaf thongs. Some of them were swinging from vines made of ivy and roses. Their breasts bounced freely as they giggled, and men in leather harnesses lounged on velvet cushions while being hand-fed grapes by gorgeous boys and girls. It was raw,

the air around his thickening with our sounds the rhythm of our bodies moving together I felt my body shaking and my release came in waves it was sudden my heads tipping against the shelf a moan escaping my mouth before he kissed me ….he came soon after a groan buried deep into his throat as he buried himself deep one last time. We stayed there like that ….his dick still buried deep inside me until reality slowly crept him….and the sound of the library keys jolting me back to reality that I just had crazy wild sex with a stranger in a library ….I didn't know what to say or how to feel…..

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Standing in the hallway longer than I should, my heart beating faster, my pussy lips clenched. I'm losing my mind, my control, and my legs still feel weak. The taste of him is still on my tongue. Between my thighs I’m wet and swollen and every time I shift my weight I feel the slickness of what his fingers did to me. The guest-room door is only twenty steps away. I told myself I can still turn around. I can go back to the bedroom I share with Nicholas, lock the door, scrub his father off my skin and pretend none of this happened. I can be a good wife again by morning.

“You come home at midnight looking like...this and except me to believe you were just clicking away behind a desk?” My eyes widened, heat rising in my face. “Ethan, this isn’t what you think-“ “Then what is this?” He cut in, his voice breaking slightly. “Because I can see and smell the truth on you. You’re hiding something from me Clara.” I bit down on my lips hard as my eyes travelled to the dimly lit lamp in the corner of the room. I wanted to tell him, to scream the truth that I was trapped in something I had never asked for. Something dark. Marcus had his claws deep in me and I didn’t know how to escape.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

I had said and Xena had smiled. “I have the right person in mind for you. He is also a platinum card holder and the girls love him because of the day he handles them. Wait for a while so that we can get your room ready," Xena says and I am given a glass of Veuve Clicquot, my favourite brand of champagne. I sip on it and I can feel my vagina start to tremble with anticipation. I want it so bad and I can't wait for it to be slapped and filled and sucked and nibbled on.

Mia nodded, watching as he crossed to the desk and poured two glasses of red wine. His movements were confident and economical, no wasted motion. "To unexpected connections," he said, offering her a glass. "To breaking routine," she countered, taking it. Their fingers brushed during the exchange, the first contact between them sending a small jolt through her body. She took a sip to hide her reaction, finding the wine rich and velvety. "So," Alex said, leaning against the desk. "Who are you when you're not putting on shows for strangers across the way?" The directness of his question made her laugh.