For Littles Novels & Stories

Lil Michael was holding a physics book and teaching Chatty. Chatty sat there obediently. From time to time, she clapped her hands, and she smiled brightly when she took the milk bottle that Michael gave her. Clayton saw this scene and felt that his precious daughter had it too tough. She could not even speak yet, but she was already starting to learn physics? However, Nicole and Floyd just felt that Chatty was very smart. Clayton could not help but speak out. “Does she even understand?” Lil Michael stroked Chatty’s head and said confidently, “She understands. She’s a little genius!”

My harsh breathing echoes in the air as Lisa struggles beneath me like a wounded kitten. Slamming her hands against my chest,she gives me weak kicks but I soon overpower her and grab her wrists. “Your struggle ,it’s such a turn on”As if to prove to prove myself, I rub my hard bulge against her belly. Her eyes widen,and color drains from her face immediately. “What do you wan.t?”her voice is weak. “Your mouth on my dick” “Then you’d let me go?” “Depending on your performance” came my stern reply.

A tiny human like herself would hardly leave a dent. "You'll hurt yourself." "Don't come any closer!"

After another hug, and a cool nod to Lucille, she left. It was odd how the two of them were like oil and water considering they were actually related by blood. Lilith was Lucille’s aunt but it didn’t stop her lips from pursing in displeasure whenever the younger woman came around. Lucille herself made a face at her aunt’s retreating back, the distaste clearly mutual. Once Lilith was gone, she sauntered over to me. “Hi loverrr. Shall we resume from where we got interrupted the last time? I’ve missed you so desperately.” She all but purred. It was only mildly tempting to take her up on her offer.

Katarina begins to chant in her cute chipmunk voice, poking her tongue out at Holden. “Where are you running off to anyway?” I ask Holden as I raise my brows at him. “I need you to watch the kids while we go and collect our husbands from Knoxs’ man cave. You’d think that today, of all days, they would skip their weekly game of poker.” Sighing, Holden moves away from the door and pulls out his lucky coin. “Alright, who wants to see a magic trick?” The kids jump up and down with excitement, “Majik trwick, majik trwick…” They scream in unison at the top of their lungs.

After kissing their mother, they also kissed their father and ran downstairs. "You are very drooling, they already have many toys. "Accused Lillian finding it funny when she was alone with her husband. "She now wants a robot. I never denied that I was a drooler, and besides, how could I not be if they are the best children in this world? " He approached and hugged her by the waist. "At that point I'll have to agree with you. " Lillian said before she gave him a peck. "MOMMY! DADDY! "Three little voices shouted from downstairs and they quickly went to see what it was.

Austin’s apartment was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the turmoil in his mind. The dim light from a single lamp cast long shadows on the walls as he read Xender’s urgent message again. It had been a long day, and exhaustion weighed heavily on him, but the message was clear: “I need you all back at the mansion, fast!” The words carried an urgency that left no room for delay.

The paper said- 'My dear husbands, wish you a very good morning. I hope you slept well and not missing me much. I'm in the kitchen waiting for you so please take a shower first and get ready then come downstairs. The chocolates are for you. Bye. Your Pequeña bebe Charlatán and Amor'

"Mrs. Kate next door is going to watch you today, okay? Just for a few hours. I need to go to work today." "But mum, you promised to stay home today with me." He said, voice small, and it made my heart feel heavy. I had promised to stay home today with him to make up for not attending his school's PTR meeting, last week. "I promise baby, just for today. I'll get you lots of goodies. I promise. Then maybe we could go to the park this weekend. Good?" He raised a brow, brushing a strand of his hair backwards. He pouted out, and I had to exhale to relive myself. Four years old, and he's quite understandable…..or pretending to be. His hazel eyes catching a glint of sunlight.

A towel was wrapped around his waist, droplets of water trailing down from his damp hair along the lines of his abdomen. "Gabe? What are you doing here?" Carrie frowned. Gabe hesitated for a moment. Outside the window, thunder rumbled at just the right moment. He spoke casually, "What? We used to sleep in the same bed when we were kids. Is that not allowed anymore?" Already irritated because of Cole, Carrie felt nothing at all looking at him. "Stop joking. We were kids then. Now, we're adults. Go on, get out." Gabe put on a concerned expression.