German Short Stories Novels & Stories

I waited all day and evening but still no sign of anyone or anything. Immediately my eyes went to the wrist watch I remembered Muse's statement so I hurried back to the pack house with happiness and joy in me but still jovial to people I saw deep down I was really sad and it looked like Ma cursed by the way the world frown at me with an unhappy look. I walked into my room to discover it was dark like where bats and vampires stayed but still, I went to switch on the light and got more flabbergasted.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

' I thought and now, my short skirt was directly facing the apartment door and the woman's mouth was agape. "Mum!" Exclaimed Klaus and it was a miracle that I didn't faint. Fuuuuuck!

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

But it never really left me. Now it felt impossible to deny the way my body reacted to them, the way my thoughts unraveled the closer they got. It was as if something inside me had been waiting for this exact moment to finally give in. And I hated how much I didn't want it to stop Hans undid the button of his trousers slowly. The zipper followed, hissing in the quiet basement. I swallowed, waiting patiently to see the size of the dick I had once wondered about. When he finally freed himself, the sight made my breath catch and my eyes widen.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

“Hey ladies, how long are you around for?” One of them calls out . “Not long enough for you to find out!” Esmeralda replies, as we all run over to the elevator in hysterics. Poor guys—I feel a little sorry for them as I glance back, but our trip has only just started and maybe we would bump into them later at some random club .