Gay Nifty Stories Novels & Stories

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]

“The….the equity infusion from targeted ads will.…oh…stabilize cash flow within quarters.” “Good. Keep going.” He said, smirking, as he slip a finger inside my panties to part my slick folds. I gasped as he thrust inside, one finger curling against my inner walls, pumping lazily while his thumb flicked my swollen nub. My hips twitched involuntarily, pussy clenching around the intrusion, but I forced the presentation forward, detailing timelines and budgets amid building moans I bit back. “You’re soaked, Jenny,” he grunted, voice low and rough. “This turns you on….talking shop while I finger-fuck you.” Then he added a second finger, stretching me, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room.

The basement door was shut behind me, and the distant hum of the hostel above felt miles away. Scott's grin widened, and he unzipped his fly slowly, the sound echoing in the quiet room. His hand dipped inside, pulling out his cock, thick and already half-hard, veins bulging along the shaft. It flopped against his thigh, and I froze, heat rushing to my face. "Strip, Tyna. That's payment. Show us what the innocent class topper's hiding under that good-girl outfit." Scott stroked himself lazily, his thumb circling the head, smearing a bead of precum.

She moved down, sucking on my nipples, one then the other. “Fuck, that’s hot,” Jake growled. He slapped my ass lightly, picking up speed. “My stepsister is all tied up, taking my cock while the neighbor plays with her tits.” I whimpered, lost in the feeling. Every thrust pushed me forward, the belt holding me in place. Elena’s mouth was everywhere, kissing my neck, licking my skin, her fingers eventually finding my clit and rubbing in tight circles. “Please,” I gasped. “I’m gonna—”

Mildy asked in a low voice, she approached me after our subject teacher left the classroom. "Still the same, okay? We just walked together in the hallway so no issue. Only our classmates like to make an issue. It seems that they all want to be journalists after they graduate. They are all Marites," Marites is a person who wants to gossip. I laughed and replied to Mildy, in a low voice so that our classmates wouldn't hear, especially our classmates who are certified Marites.

He’s not even sure if the woods caught his interest or he doesn’t just have a story to tell. He wanted to tell about Fertine. Geez, They won’t believe it! “Well at least I had a three way.” “I’ll be there soon.” “Gago, where are you?” Geo laughed. “Your face!” Tori glared at him. “You are ashamed of my good looks Geo!” “Why? Even if you’re handsome, if you don’t know how to have fun, you’re nothing!” “And even if you’re smart, you can’t back down from flirting with Erza. You’re a punk! What do you think tino is going to kill you? Eww!”

Vivian is a five feet eight inches woman with a beautiful figure, her tiny waist showcases her beautiful full boobs and well rounded hips. She sauntered to where he was bending to remove his shoes, she ran her fingers through his thick dark hair, tugging at it a bit. He raises his head and gives her a coy smile. He runs both his hands up her long shapely legs, dragging her pencil skirt up, exposing her creamy thighs. He plants light kisses on her thighs as he trails his way up to her red lacy pants. Vivian helps him pull the skirt up as he pulls her pants down He looks into her eyes as he inserts his fingers into her pussy, a smile playing on his lips when he discovered she was already wet.

Suddenly, her n*ppl*s hardened with his stroking and she let out a soft moan. “You've the best t*ts on earth!” He hauled, his pulse deepening. Meanwhile, he added, “I would like to feel your n*ppl*s on my tongue.” Subsequently, he slipped his fingers into her knickers and then parted her wet lips. Her entire body shivered with desire as he punctured her c*nt with his long, middle finger. Soon after, she squeezed her butt into his angle, endeavouring to redirect his crystallizing shaft into the crack of her arse.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

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!