Rated R Short Stories Novels & Stories

When I stopped, I was breathless. "I think I'm broken," I whispered. "No," he finally said. "You're not broken. You're human. But you are... dangerous." "Dangerous?" "To him. To anyone lucky enough to haunt your dreams." The booth felt too small. Too warm. My fingers curled around the edge of the seat. He leaned closer. Shadows moved behind the screen. "Would you come back next week?" "Why?" "Because I want to hear more. I want to know what happens next."

Pulled back to just tips inside, teasing. "Tell us about college," Rick said to me. I cleared my throat. "It was... intense." Jax thrust deep then, thumb pressing hard. I coughed to cover a moan. Mom frowned. "You sure you're alright?" "Throat tickle." Lies. My pussy throbbed, begging for release. Jax grinned, sipping his water like nothing. Through the meal, he kept it up. Fingers in constant motion, slow fucks that built pressure. My nipples hard against the dress, tits aching. I shifted, grinding subtle on his hand.

Her chest was bouncing as well which Raphael sucked. Shaine felt it herself the building up orgasm in her stomach so she fastened her pace. Raphael was grunting as well as he felt Shaine’s wall tightening, gripping his manhood on a force. “Shit! Fuck! That’s it, baby! You’re so tight!! Damn!! You’ve been fucked and gangbanged already but you’re still so tight!” “Who’s better? Is it me or your fianceè?” Shaine asked while bouncing. Raphael cursed. “It’s you, shit! You’re the best fucker! Your cunt is perfect than her!!”

Two, it means that my pussy, my mouth, my ass, and my tits are extraordinary. My name is Rae. I’m twenty-five years old and married to a man I love with every fiber of my being. I adore everything about him—his sweet disposition, the way he cares for me, his thick cock pounding me for hours. But even in the early days, he knew I’d need more. It wasn’t hard to get him to agree to share me. The first time he did, I let him join. It was with me and my best friend—my college roommate. But to really know me, you’d have to go back to that first year of college. So, that’s where we’ll begin.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

“You’ve got class in eight minutes.” Rina stands on her legs that barely work anymore, her blouse ruined and cum dripping steadily into her soaked panties. She looks at him in the mirror. “Tomorrow?” she whispers, voice wrecked. Akira leans in, bites her ear hard enough to make her whimper. “Every fucking day, slut.” He unlocks the door and walks out without looking back.

I’m just a man with two beautiful, wet women who are begging for everything I have. "Yes! Just like that!" Ria screams, her body shaking as she hits a peak. She’s clenching so hard around my head I can barely breathe, her pussy pulsing and weeping all over my face. I can feel the tremors running through her thighs, her knees shaking against my shoulders.

"I used to think my mother was the lucky one. But looking at these three bitter, shriveled hags, I realize you're the one who should be grateful my mother even looks at you. She has more life and beauty in her pinky finger than these three have in their entire, miserable, pearl-clutching lives." Rachel gasped, her hand flying to her throat. "How dare you! You little—" "I'm not finished," Ruth-Ann snarled, her eyes flashing toward Ryder. She caught the smirk playing on his lips, the way he looked at her with a dark, approving hunger as she stood her ground. "We're leaving. I'd rather eat dirt than stay in a house where the air feels this rotten." Ruth-Ann grabbed her mother's hand, her grip b

Strum to it, what have you! If you liked this story you might like some of my other ones! You can read my works on G*****a, I****t, and W*****d! I always write under the name H.R. Harney. Happy Halloween! HRH

And dare I say he fills my arching pussy with his cock again, the water splashing out of the bathtub as he beats my ass and pussy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Epilogue~ Even while the storm continued and others ate treaties and celebrated during the Christmas Eve, we both stayed in his room all day, fucking like wild animals. We only left his room twice to fill our empty stomachs. That was when Frank winked and smiled at us, telling us to join them when we are exhausted with ourselves. We did join them for a while, but Mr. Hale was never exhausted, as he kept giving me little kisses on my shoulder in presence of everyone, whispering sweet nonsense.