Exotic Short Story Novels & Stories

I have tried to seduce Lena countless times, but she always shyly pulled away like she was scared of getting tainted by me. I wanted to break that innocence. I wanted to hear her scream out my name in pleasure while I pounded her from behind as her huge tits bounced from the impact. I have envisioned this fantasy so hard that thinking about it made my dick twitch in my pants painfully. I fantasized about how warm her tight cunt would feel when I was balls deep inside her. How it would feel like when I fucked her mouth while those innocent brown orbs looked up to me like I was her salvation. And I would worship her like the goddess she was, if only she would give me a chance.

He didn't just take my energy, he took the path back to the real world, and he left the door hanging wide open. I sit on the floor beneath him, leaning my head against the heavy gold frame. I feel the ache in my bones, a deep, beautiful exhaustion that tells me I have lived a hundred years in a single night. I close my eyes and wait for the dark to return. I wait for the moment the oil starts to ripple and the turpentine scent fills the air again.

WARNING‼️ THIS STORY IS A PARANORMAL STORY 🔞 Chapter 1 My skin felt sticky from sweat as I peeled off my damp shirt and stepped closer to the tall antique mirror I had dragged out of the closet earlier. I wiped sweat from my neck and stared at my reflection, for a second everything matched. Then my reflection smiled a heartbeat after I did. My pulse jumped. I blinked hard and shook my head I was just tired that was all. I turned away to grab a towel but something made me glance back. My reflection stared at me, eyes darker, lips parted.

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!

And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection. Thank you for joining me on this journey. I can't wait for you to experience the magic of the Spicy One-Shot Collection. With love and passion, Unusualdee Passion Pages “Passion Pages isn't just any reflection journal; it’s a powerful tool for those who wish to accept their sensuality.” — Unusualdee. After diving into this collection of short erotic stories, you absolutely need to grab the reflection journal designed to process all those swirling emotions and tantalizing thoughts that spring up while reading!

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.

I swam towards an inflatable unicorn, the size of a car, and grabbed onto it. It was twelve feet long, pearly white with a gold horn, rainbow mane, and a cup holder in the tail. It dominated the pool, bobbing like a smug, inflatable monarch. Maxwell immediately found his way towards me, floating atop the water with practiced ease. “That's my unicorn and I don't have any intention of sharing.” I blinked repeatedly before widening my eyes, feigning surprise. “I got to it first, so it's mine, Mr. Petty.”

I stood there back into my imagination Land, with all my thoughts going on how I would luckily get my own mate someday and leave this life of full suffering. Soon another man Walked in and announced all servant should leave at once. We all walked out, but I hid and watch how things would get started. For hours there was simply nothing happening. I slept off due to boredom. Soon, the loud noise from the event woke me up again. " It a mate bond," the word from a lady made me jerk off my sleeping position. I watched as Dante and a strange girl who I have never seen since my days in the pack house, was about to be mated under the moonlight.

"I have heard tales of a pack renowned for their stealth and assassin-like abilities. They are known for their skill in tracking and eliminating targets with precision. Perhaps they could assist us in our hunt for Amia." I nodded, my mind already envisioning the capture and punishment that awaited Amia. Images flashed through my mind—Amia bound and helpless before me, her body mine to do with as I pleased. I would strip her bare, reveling in her vulnerability and the power I held over her. My hands would roam her body, claiming what was rightfully mine.

I held the exile order in my hand and turned to leave this disgusting place. However, before I could step out the main doors, someone called out to me from behind. It was Hunter’s Beta. “Leia, you’re not planning to just walk away like this, are you?” He was holding a small potion, and the smile on his face was lewd and sinister. “You were an outsider to begin with. You stayed in our pack for so long and even used improper means to seduce the Alpha. I’m sure you’ve learned quite a bit about our pack’s internal matters by now.”