Lewd Shorts Novels & Stories

I let down my cutleries as I stared right at them, picking up a glass of wine and waving a hand so the both could come closer. “Go for it!” I said to the one who had gotten more closer than the other, I pointed towards my shorts and her gaze followed through to it as well, I was quite sure she could see the swell underneath. She bowed lightly before lowering herself to the ground, her hands shaking as she unkneeded my shorts. I brushed my hand over her hair, flashing a light smile on her. I guess she had heard tales of women who couldn't satisfy my hunger, everyone was scared of death afterall.

Yet, she reached my feet, and a devious smirk rose on her swollen lips. Nikki dipped her fingers into the waist of her barely there shorts, rocked her hips from side to side, twice, and then let them fall to the floor, where she stepped out of them. But she didn't stop. Bending at the waist, she planted her hands on the mattress between my legs, walked herself up a couple of steps, and then took the edge of my shorts and pulled them to my ankles. I wouldn't make her beg or, hell, even ask. I kicked the damn things off somewhere into the darkness, and she dropped her head back in laughter.

It’s too cold to wear shorts. He stands in front of his side of their large closet, just his shirt and underwear on, and jumps slightly in surprise when Dallas comes up behind him to grab his waist. “Can’t decide?” Dallas asks. Clearly he knows Ford too well. He slips his hands under Ford’s shirt to check which underwear he’s got on. They’re nothing exciting, really. Just his black boy-short panties. When he’d bought them, they’d both had a good laugh at the name—somehow the style of underwear made popular for women based on the design of men’s brief shorts had made a full circle, turning into a more feminine-style adjusted back to accommodate the male body.

Davina POV “Better?” I ask, arching my back a little. The tips trickle in, $5 here, $8 there. Barely scraping seventy-five total. NightRider88: shorts next SugarKing: $15 for the panties I stand, turning so the camera catches the curve of my hips, and slide my thumbs into the waistband of the shorts. “Hey, Sugar King. You always this sweet?” I ease them down slowly, bending just enough to give them a show, then step out and kick them away.

I asked Maya and Shalom who are currently in my bedroom, scavenging my wardrobe all in the name of getting me ready for a friend's night out. I eyed the so-called top Shalom was holding up to me. The top V decolletage dipped so low it should almost reach my belly button after I must have put it on and the side also doesn't cover up my B cup breast entirely. The see-through red sequin material matched the red ripped high-waisted shorts they had lined for me to wear. Only the shorts looked more black than red—the fifth shade of red I guess. With it also was a black fuck-me stiletto and a matching clutch.

"Take your shirt off." I pulled it over my head without arguing. The cool air hit my skin and my nipples tightened. Jake ran his palm across my chest then pinched one nipple lightly. I sucked in a breath. "Good," he muttered. "Now the shorts." I pushed them down along with my underwear. My cock was already half hard and pointing up. Jake stared at it and licked his lips. "Look at you. Already leaking for your big brother." He grabbed my hand and placed it on the front of his shorts. He was rock hard underneath. Thick and hot. I rubbed him through the fabric and felt him twitch.

Anyone would die just to kneel down to him and give him a head! I just also pulled off my shorts and started stroking mine when he started stroking his. He looks so sexy and hot whenever he added lip biting and lip licking while he's stroking his brick. He looked at the comment section and read one of it, "How long is your shlong?"

I slowly moved close to him while I kept my gaze on him. He was panting really hard and I loved the hunger I saw in his eyes. Without saying anything I took his hand and put it in between my thighs so he can feel my wetness. “Is this yes enough for you?” I responded seductively. He slowly lifted my gown because he wanted to feel flesh and I started unbuckling him. We were moaning crazy. He helped me unbuckle his belt and I fell extra in love when I saw his boxers. White shorts… Uhhh.

He had a big dick, he looked like he might also know what to do with his fingers and tongue, and I just couldn’t wait to see him in action. We both started rubbing her pussy, both our fingers flicking her clit and teasing the slit between her legs through her shorts as we took her tits in our mouths. “Oh…. Oh fuck…. Dustin! Felix. Fuck. I—Oh my god. Fuckkkk.” That was it. That was exactly what I wanted and the fact that she had screamed Dustin’s name so loud first told me that she also knew what I wanted. Her body began to shake as her pussy began oozing from behind her shorts. I reached up and grabbed her shorts, pulling them down and revealing her perfectly shaved pussy, and as I pulled th

“You’ve been thinking about me all day, haven’t you, baby? That virgin cock hard in your shorts while you tried to focus on anything else.” He nodded, his cheeks flushed. The front of his shorts was already tented, a small wet spot forming where his tip leaked. I stepped closer, pressing my bare breasts against his chest as I tugged his shorts down. His cock sprang free, rock-hard and throbbing, the head shiny with fresh pre-cum.