Novel & Cerita Exotic Short Story

Holding that thought, I pushed my skirt a little higher, desperately trying to get my fingers in there. But then someone appeared at the counter. I quickly moved my hand away from my skirt, adjusting myself like I was feeling uncomfortable. My heart was racing and my white shirt now felt so damp, especially on the chest area. I lifted my head and wow. This man was nothing like the previous men who'd walked into the hotel. He was tall, muscular and so hot. His eyes were stormy and green, the kind of eyes that did things to you before he actually touched you. He stared at me and that felt like I was trapped under his gaze. I couldn't even breathe properly, his aura was that dominating.

After a long time, Xiao Chen finally felt himself landing on the ground. His vision also cleared up. What appeared in front of him was the opening to a quiet valley, filled with towering trees and green grass cushioning the forest floor. There were gigantic flowers of every color imaginable everywhere. The flowers were particularly thick and solid, some of them even as tall as a human. They fluttered as wind swept them. These must be the rumored Exotic Man-eating Flowers. "You're finally here? I thought you wandered off elsewhere."

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I almost asked him to stay back so he can fuck me, but I remember I have a reputation to keep and not let everyone know I'm a sex freak, so I just wave them goodbye and eat my lasagna and go to sleep. The next day is time for work, I get up as early as usual, get coffee and some toast from a cafe near my house and head off to work. I get into the elevator and it's empty, yes! immediately it's about to close. I see a long slightly hairy tattooed arm stop the elevator and he walked in. I hold my breath immediately. It's him, the man behind all my sex dreams "Good morning Isabella", he mumbled, eyes locked on his phone.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

By the time they reached the remote wooden cabin deep in the pines, Elias’s hole felt permanently open and sloppy, dripping Voss’s seed down his thighs with every step. Voss carried him inside like he weighed nothing. The cabin was simple but solid. One big room with a massive bed covered in soft furs, a stone fireplace, and thick logs that blocked out the rest of the world. Voss laid Elias on the bed and stripped them both naked. “Last wave is coming,” Voss said, voice low and certain. “Tonight we break the curse for good. No more cheap motels. No more fear of dying. You are going to take my bite while I breed you deep. Real deep. Then you will be mine completely.”

I was so close already, my walls clenching around his thick cock, when the office door suddenly burst open. A nerdy girl from our class, with glasses, messy bun, was clutching her assignment, as she stood over there frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she took in the sight of me bent over the desk with Professor Harlan’s cock buried deep inside my pussy.

Sinbad roared. 1..." "HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The sky exploded in a riot of gold and red fireworks. At that exact second, my body went into a violent spasm. I was having a literal seizure of pleasure, my walls clamping down on them like a vice. Sinbad let out a guttural roar, sucking on my neck as he emptied his hot load deep inside my ass. Simultaneously, Killian crashed his lips onto mine, muffling my screams as he bucked one last time, filling my pussy to the brim with his thick sticky seed.

I had no idea how a man could be this cold and unfeeling, but I preferred this to an overzealous man who couldn’t keep his hands to himself. I kept going until something unexpected happened. I started to enjoy myself. It was such a familiar feeling I almost didn’t realize what was going on. By the time I did, it was too late. I was turned on and nothing short of a miracle would keep me from climaxing. Part of me was repulsed by my behavior, yet another was relieved that the fear that had inhabited me ever since my brutal return to reality was finally gone. The arousal coursing through my veins was all I could now feel.

‘Thank you,’ Dexter said, and the man bowed and left. Dexter crouched on his haunches in front of the low table where the guard had set the tray. He glanced up at amyra, those beautiful different eyes seeming almost to glow. They really were the most extraordinary colour. With his dark hair and tawny eyes, that lean, predatory elegance, he was like a leopard, or perhaps a wolf, panther something beautiful and terrifying at the same time. "You must be hungry, little kitten." "I am not." Her cheeks reddened, why do she like that name more?