Lust Stories Short Novels & Stories

At the sight of them, I felt myself suck in a sharp breath and sway forward. "Ahem—! I know you guys have been married for less than 2 weeks but please remember that you both are still in company and this is still Pakistan—!" I heard some lady help me break out of my trance but it wasn't enough to help me get a grip on my senses. Without waiting to hear the end of their castigation, Hoor slipped out of my loosened hold with an excuse me, leaving me to stare after her momentarily, until I managed to get away too.

She kisses me back with shy eagerness. The End (or is it only the beginning?) That is it for my short story about Lilly and Mr. Storm. I hope that you liked to read it as much as I liked to write it.

I could see the lust in her eyes as she bit her lips seductively. I heard her mumble some words, but I wasn't interested in whatever she was saying. All I wanted was to enjoy her to the fullest. I climbed on the bed, my tongue locking with hers, and we remained in the position for a while. Slipping down from the bed, I removed my shirt alongside my briefs and brushed the length of my cock into her palms. She stared at me weirdly, unsure of what to do. How could I forget, she was not as experienced as other ladies I have a nightstand with?

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

He claimed, "I'm happy to have earned these scars." "Wait!" When Lily realized what had just happened. She narrowed her eyes. She yelled, "You were supposed to tell me what caused your scars!" "It's a long story," Lucas suggested. "I. LOVE. LONG. STORIES," Lily emphasized each word she said. Lucas turned to the store owner and ordered some wine. He suggested, "Let's drink to that then. Long stories deserve a bottle of wine.” He served Lily two glasses of wine, and she gulped it down. Lucas also drank his fair share of the liquor. He looked at Lily intensely and began narrating. He said, "Long ago, in another country, I, Lucas Thompson -"

he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”

Levi shook his head and then added, “ She was a little tipsy so she didn't pay attention." I slammed my fist on the desk. Lindsay was smart, and a very careful person. She wouldn't just get into a car with a stranger. Which meant whoever took her was someone she knew or someone who'd made her think she had no choice. "Someone who hates me is making their move," I said quietly. "They're coming for everyone close to me." "There's more." Levi pulled an envelope from his jacket and held it out which I took, then turned it over in my hand.

‎I was wearing a short bodycon dress. ‎I didn't feel embarrassed by the intense heat of his gaze roaming my entire body. ‎In fact, I enjoyed the attention. I've always wanted him to stare at me in that manner. It shows he's interested in my body also. ‎He cleared his throat when he noticed I caught him staring lustfully at me, "Umm, honey come down here, Cindy is here already," he screamed loud enough for my sister and the kids to hear from upstairs. ‎"Auntie, Aunt Cindy, we really missed you," Myla, the older of my nieces happily said when they came downstairs. "Thank goodness you are here now," Mira added.

“Don’t lie to me, Rhea. Please, tell me what’s wrong.” “I don't know.... I'm just... “ My vision became blurry. Tears I've been fighting so hard to hold strided down my cheeks. “Where are you exactly?” “I’m…I’m in my car.” “You're driving right now?” “Yeah, I just… I had to leave. I couldn't stay there, I couldn't…” “Okay, breathe for me. Slowly. Can you please pull over for a second?” “I can't... If I stop, I'll fall apart and I can't…I can't do that. Not yet.”

Leila burst into laughter, this felt like a high school love story and she was not a teenager anymore so she had no idea why this man wanted to act like one, it was pretty sweet though, “If you call me Leily-bear then I have no choice but to return the favor. I will have to look for a similar nickname. Nothing is coming to mind right now though. I’m exhausted. Gavin sniffed her hair, “You smell so good. I forgot what a long day you must have had at work. Let us go in. Ready?” Leila released herself from him embrace and took gentle steps to the entrance of the house. It looked so beautiful and all she could think of was she and Gavin having a beautiful life there. It looked so good to be true