Lewd Shorts Novels & Stories

EMMA POV I couldn’t believe what I was doing as I walked into the gym for my second session. The tiny black workout shorts I’d chosen were practically illegal — they barely covered half my ass cheeks, riding up with every step and showing the soft underside of my curves. My cropped tank top clung to my heavy breasts, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples already were. I felt exposed, slutty, and so fucking turned on I was already wet before I even saw him.

I’ll show him, two can play that game. “I want you to look.” I said, with a low flirty voice. He snapped his gaze up to me, surprised by what I said. Haha, take that! I thought. Don’t say you will if you don’t plan to back it up, Gabe. I gave him a seductive glare and turned around with my back facing him. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly started to shimmy them down my hips. I was careful not to bring my underwear down with them. I heard Gabriel suck in a quick breath. I smiled to myself. Good I’m getting to him. I turned my head to look back at him. I bit my lip and gave him a provocative smile. He was frozen in his spot. I don’t think he was even breathing. Once my shorts were on the grou

And when he reached both hands to my waist and yanked at my shorts, all I could do was lift my hips and let him rip them away. My brother pulled my shorts off. He was kneeling right between my legs, holding them in two hands. When I looked at his face, I saw his nostrils flaring wildly. He was staring at the crotch of my shorts. It was dark pink, soaked with my morning juice. He inhaled, lifting them to his nose as his eyes fluttered.

It was more like a drug that I couldn't get enough of. And I wasn't going to lie, I loved getting under his skin, pushing his buttons just a little bit. It's not like I was walking around naked or anything. These bum shorts were cute and fun, perfect for a party like this. Plus, they made me feel confident and sexy and wasn't that what mattered most? If anything, Eric should be proud he got a wife like me who was confident enough to flaunt what she got.

“No, sir… but I’m willing to do anything for this job.” “Anything?” He yanked her skirt up roughly, exposing her black thong. The thin fabric was already soaked. He chuckled darkly. “Look at this sloppy little pussy. Dripping through your panties before I’ve even touched you properly. What a desperate whore.” He hooked a finger under the thong and pulled it aside, exposing her shaved, glistening cunt. “Spread yourself for me. Show me that greedy hole.” Trembling, Sara reached back and spread her ass cheeks, displaying her tight pink pussy and puckered asshole.

I began to grope his crotch area, and he pulled his head away from mine for a moment. "Do you want to take off some clothes?" he asked me breathing heavily "Yeah, let's take off our shorts," I said back to him. We both gently yet quickly pulled our shorts off of each other, to reveal our "Affection" for each other. We paused for a brief moment to get a glimpse of what we were dealing with. There it was, staring me right in the face. What I say? That scrawny son of a bitch was packing some serious heat. He wasn't a Tommy Lee or anything like that, but definitely deserving of some recognition. He crawled on top of me, wrapped his legs around mine, we kissed and felt around some more.

Now that I’m turned towards her I can see her properly and I can see that her shorts are around her ankles and she has one of her hands buried between her legs. “I. I. I.” She stammers trying to speak. I start to speak but I’m stunned into silence when she takes her hand from between her legs raises it to her mouth and licks it. I feel my cock twitch watching her pornographic display and I wonder what the fuck is happening. Selina walks forward into my bedroom, turns around, and closes the door behind her, She then kicks her shorts off her feet so that she is wearing nothing from the waist down and then starts to walk across the room towards me. My mind is spinning as I watch Selina walk acr

The kind of stare that said I know exactly what I’m about to do to you. She backed into the edge of the mattress, sat down, then leaned back, propped on her elbows. “Take these off,” he said, tugging at her shorts. She did. No teasing, just off. No underwear either. His gaze darkened. “Fuck, Emma,” he muttered, kneeling between her legs. “You’re already soaked.”

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I cried out, arching back against him as he pumped slow and deep. I clutched the sheets, panting. He pulled down my shorts and I kicked them off completely before slipping his fingers in again. “You wear those tiny little shorts and come into my room. Into my bed and grind on my cock.” “I didn’t mean to come in here,” I whimpered. “But you didn’t leave either.” His fingers sped up. I moaned even louder now. “You were gonna come all over my fingers like a needy little slut. Maybe I should leave you hanging longer.”