Lust Stories Short Novels & Stories

A single text from the number I’d saved as R. Same stretch. Two nights from now. Same streetlight. Wear the shorts again. My foot eased off the gas without thinking. Heat flooded straight between my legs so fast it almost hurt. I pulled onto the shoulder, heart slamming, and stared at the message until the screen went dark. I typed back with shaky thumbs. I’ll be there. The reply came almost immediately. Good girl. We’re gonna take our time with you this time. Both holes. All night if we feel like it. Don’t wash after. We want you still marked when we find you.

“You sneaked in and were watching us all the time.” “No I wasn’t,” I lied. “Well, only for the past fifteen minutes, maybe. I did ring a big cow bell to get your attention,” I joked, “but for some reason you two girls were too busy doing something for a mere male to interrupt.” “Well Ryder, for your information we were not making love, we were… we were…” “We were... We were, what?” I said with a jibe.

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.

"So, how about you join me for a story? This one's got some... interesting parts." The Beast raised an eyebrow, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. "Interesting how?" He leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. Belle had a way of drawing him out, making him feel less like a beast and more like a man. She flipped to a chapter she'd bookmarked, one that described a couple lost in the throes of intense attraction. The words on the page painted vivid pictures: lovers entwined in a moonlit room, their breaths mingling, hands exploring with eager tenderness. It was steamy, full of building heat and whispered promises, but far from anything harmful just pure, electric chemistry.

The kind you read under the covers with a little smirk on your face. Yes, darling. That kind. You’ve just stepped into a world of heat, hunger, and heart-pounding unapologetic pleasure. Each story in this collection is designed to do one thing. To set your senses on fire. And maybe, just maybe, get you in the mood to do something about it. Wink, wink! Now, before we go any further, let’s address the elephant in the room. Plot? Pfft. Listen.

Laura listened, her eyes shining with love and pride, as he spoke of breathtaking landscapes, fascinating people, and thrilling discoveries. She laughed at humorous anecdotes and furrowed her brow with concern at challenging moments. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them lost in the wonder of his stories. The fire crackled and spat, casting a golden glow over the room. Outside, the stars began to twinkle in the evening sky, but inside, Tristan and Laura were lost in their own little world. As the night wore on, Tristan's stories slowed, and Laura's eyes grew misty. "I've missed you so much," she whispered, her voice trembling.

It didn’t take much; he was so weak already. I never imagined to see Louis like this. My Louis had always been strong and full of life. He looked dead already. Dante took sight of my helpless state like it was food to him. “Let me tell you a short story.” He picked a plastic chair and sat on it. “There was once a little boy. He lived with his parents. You see, they were quite comfortable, wealthy to be honest. But, they didn’t have time for their son. Always busy doing one thing or the other, going here and there, being more interested in things that didn’t matter. He saw other parents care and look after their children and wondered why his parents weren’t as caring. He first thought he was

I am lost. We stop in front of big magnificent doors. The door has a beautiful pattern on them. “Don’t forget my advice. Please the king tonight and you will be rewarded. Don’t fight the king or else he will kill you”. Lillian says. Her advice pierce thousands of needles inside my heart. The door opens and I close my eyes. Lillian lightly pushes me inside. The door closes behind me.

They ended up staying and had dinner and as they sat around the table with another cup of coffee, Lili asked, "Maddox, why don't you send me a story or two. One of your shorter ones and we can talk about them next time we are over." Before she was even done, Maddox bolted out of the room and up the starts. Two minutes later, he was handing Lili a few short stories as he was beaming with pride. Everyone had always told him that he could tell a good yarn... but as Lili's eyes glanced at the pages, panic started to take over. Lili looked up and smiled, saying "Maddox, I am really looking forward to reading these and once I do, we will get together and go over them. OK!"

He was astounded, witnessing life shattering revelations early in the morning. First, Justin and his boss. And now, Jini with an almost naked man in a hotel room. Am I still drunk? Auther note: Do comments guys ,you should motivate the auther if you like a book by commenting on it . More the comments ,more the chapters .