Longest Short Story Novels & Stories

“A damn carrot? What?” “Oh Daddy… look… you are a real man and I want you to know you are my first real fuck,” I lied, just to make him feel more important to me. “No, Daddy… I couldn’t wait until now to get my first orgasm. I came home from school one day and went to my room with a carrot so big Bugs Bunny would have been jealous. I smoothed it back, dipped it in baby oil and played with my clit to get more excited… figuring if this thing could go in me, so could any man. Well… it went in easier than I thought because I was already wet, and the carrot was oiled up. I realized there and then that us girls were given a hidden treasure… like a deep cave where we could store very big trunks ins

Chapter 2 Luna’s POV My pussy stayed stuffed full with that thick glowing toy still buzzing away deep inside me, and now fresh slick was leaking out in warm little trails down my inner thighs, soaking into the fabric of my shorts. I could feel every pulse of it, every tiny vibration pressing right against my swollen walls, making my clit throb so hard it almost hurt. Kai had locked the door with that loud click, and his phone was already recording me, the red light blinking steady like it was mocking me, daring me to try and back out now.

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"How did I know? Of course, I was so close to you but I didn't feel any air coming from your notrils, that's why! Haha" This guy is amazing. He sure notices even small details. When all was quiet, my stomach suddenly growled. How embarrasing. "Ohh tummy, we are near the gasoline station. Just one more block. There's a bakery near there to grab rolls and coffee." He said while touching my tummy. I felt some weird sensation with his touch. Again, we are not werewolves but still there is that sort of magical spark that they talk of when a mate touches you.

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

Chapter 5 Riley’s POV “I did it on purpose this time and I fucking loved every second of typing that garbage just to watch him lose his cool.” I hit submit on the worst essay I could come up with at three in the morning, my fingers flying across the keys while my pussy stayed slick the whole time thinking about how he would react. My clit kept throbbing as I wrote complete nonsense on purpose, knowing it would earn me exactly what I wanted even if I told myself I hated him for it.

“The guest shower is broken… and I… I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” Tension filled the steamy air, and his jaw clenched, and his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. The front of his towel bugged out, obviously, his cock straining against the fabric. For a long moment he just stared, breathing heavier. Then, with a low curse, he dropped the towel. His cock sprang free; it was so thick, long, and rock-hard, the head already glistening with pre-cum. It was so much bigger than I had imagined. My virgin pussy clenched at the sight.

I set down my pen. It felt complete. Hope peeked over my shoulder. "That's all?" I laughed. "Sometimes the shortest stories carry the longest journeys." She considered that. Then nodded. "I like it." The Lantern of Beginnings shimmered. One tiny light floated from its crystal and settled gently onto the final page of my journal. The ink glowed softly. Then faded. The words remained. Permanent. As though the story itself had approved. A warm breeze swept across the valley. The flame on the pedestal danced gently.

That being said, here are some fun facts about this book; 1. It’s my first attempt at teenfiction. I was almost certain readers would notice and call me out on that. 2. BBTB was supposed to be a short story project. I was so worried it would be a flop so I planned to make it between 40-80 chapters. But the story grew wings and took off on its own. 3. This is the longest story I have ever written. I am just as surprised as you are and I was pleasantly shocked to see comments wanting their lovestory to go on for much longer. Those comments kept me going even on the bad days. So, thank you.

Crimson replied as he yawned. "Oh, so it's true that you didn't get enough sleep. I thought you were just hiding something again." "Shut up, princess." "Stop fighting." I interrupted as I sighed. "If you guys want some coffee, I know about a place. My friend showed it to me last week. If I'm right, it's somewhere around here." I led them to the cafe Lilac showed me, and miraculously, I found it. Unfortunately, it took us nearly an hour, so I'd say Scarlet and Crimson weren't in the best moods.