Inspirational Short Stories Novels & Stories

Rebecca’s hand hovered, trembling, then dropped to her side. “I can explain,” she said weakly, voice shaking. “It’s just… fantasies. My husband barely touches me anymore. He’s always gone, and when he’s here it’s quick and boring. I started watching that stuff for… relief. The younger guy thing. The nerdy ones with big… you know.” Her eyes flicked down to the very obvious bulge in Elias’s lap. She stared hard at it “Jesus Christ, Elias,” she breathed. “You’re huge.”

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.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

HA! You only get one life. Follow your dreams. NEVER APOLOGIZE for setting a goal and coming up with a plan to achieve it. I will help you. I promise. If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that we only get one. Life is short. And no matter how hard you try to soak in each day, today is the only day that’s promised. Yesterday is for memories and learning. And tomorrow is never promised. Don’t live in fear, sweet girls. Fear is a liar that will steal your joy. So live each day with love for others, love for yourself, and faith in something bigger than yourself.

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.

My heart breaks when she turns toward me with tears running down her face. "I have nothing. When I say nothing, I mean nothing. I'm one paycheck away from losing my apartment. I've had my electricity turned off more times than I can count because I can't afford to pay the bill. Why would you want to help someone like me? I'm nothing compared to you." She turns away and starts sobbing. I have a feeling there's more behind this story than just me having money. I can't stand seeing her cry, so I carefully lift her off the seat and sit her across my lap. Sasha doesn't try to stop me and lays her head on my shoulder.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

That pussy, man… it saved my life. Before her, I was a loser with zero direction. After her, I had focus. I had goals. Hell, I had drive. Because of her, I became a man. Now I’m a successful accountant, a decent husband, and, if my wife’s moans mean anything, I was an amazing pussy eater. Funny how life works out, right? And it all started with Mrs. Brandon and her sweet, unforgettable pussy.

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Ludo said with teary eyes. Mrs. Visashi smiled and held Ludo’s shoulder and sat beside her. “I believe in you but what’s important is do you believe in yourself?” “I do.” “That’s what matters. As long as you believe in yourself, everyone’s opinions don’t matter.” “Do you think so?” “I know so.” “I have written a lot of short stories which i haven’t shown to anyone.” “Really?” “Yes.” “I would love to read them.” “I’m excited about the new story i thought of.”