Exotic Short Story Novels & Stories

UNHOLY FANTASIES 2 PEARL'S POV The hot water cascades over my skin like a lover's touch, steaming up the stall and fogging the thin plastic curtain that barely separates me from the rest of the locker room. My fingers are slick with my own cum, dripping down my thighs as I pant against the tiled wall, my petite body still trembling from the intense orgasm that ripped through me. God, that was close. Too close.

she said and the others giggled at her last statement. “Another deduction for me I guess. My insufferable boss delayed me at the office” Shirley explained. She was high in demand here at the exotic club. Every VIP client that had her once, always kept coming back. She stood in a VIP room with about twelve other girls. The rooms were always dimly lit and normally, the girls walked in to see the client already waiting, but this time was different. They waited for the client to come in. After a few minutes of waiting, he finally walked in. Slowly and menacingly. The scent of the room shifted to something stronger, magnetic and sinfully alluring.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

Their last meal had been nearly expired protein bars and something that might’ve been squirrel or worst—a sewer rat. “You know,” Jesse said, examining the dust-covered vending machine near the cracked wall. “There’s a fifty-fifty chance this thing dispenses snacks or severed fingers, which one do you wanna bet on?” Marcus grunted, prying open a boarded door with a rusted crowbar. “Better odds than usual, I call severed fingers.” Jesse opened the outlets and sure enough there was a severed hand inside it. “Sharp intuition you have, you know if the world hadn't gone into chaos, you would have won a guessing game show.”

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

She tossed her hair back, regained herself. “And those people in the crates out there? Heading off to some space rock breeding colony or the exotic pet slave trade? They wouldn’t sign up for that if they knew.” Xan was flushing green with every breath. He was trying to maintain his cool, but he was heated, all right. I’m anything you want me to be. She caught a glimpse of that iridescent shimmer in both his men. The one with his hands in his pockets was shifting those hands inside the fabric. How uncomfortable to be a creature with so much squeezed into the frame of so little.

Three fingers sliding inside me in one smooth motion that made me cry out and grip the sheets so hard my knuckles went white. "Oh fuck," I gasped, my whole body lighting up. Tina began to move and the sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt. She pressed deep, so deep, hitting a spot inside me that felt almost painful and almost too much and absolutely perfect all at once. A place I didn't even know existed until this very moment. "Right there," she breathed, watching my face with fierce concentration. "Feel that?" I couldn't answer. Couldn't form words. All I could do was moan. Loud unrestrained moans that I didn't even try to hold back. My back arched off the bed, my hips grinding aga

I want a cock in me, both, if they let me. The scent of sandalwood still lingers. Smoke curls lazily above the table, and in it, I feel suspended, caught between exhaustion and a peace I don’t trust. For once, I don’t reach for her defenses. I just breathe, eyes half-closed, knowing this calm won’t last but allowing it to exist for now. At the very least, I know they won’t kill me now, not when their cocks are rock hard.