Raunchy Short Novels & Stories

My torn blouse was open like a useless rag, my skirt was still shoved up around my waist and my entire lower body was a sloppy disaster “Make room, ladies,” Lila called out over the music "This cheating housewife just got her greedy cunt stretched Now we’re putting on a full public show. Her sloppy holes are open for anyone who wants a turn. Touch her, spit on her, use her she’s the club’s new free-use slut tonight.” A wave of laughter and murmurs rolled through the crowd. Women moved closer, hands already reaching out to slap my ass or pinch my pussy lips as we passed. One tall woman grabbed my face and spat directly into my open mouth. “Swallow, you disgusting pig,” she sneered. I gulped i

Marcus is really serious this time. "Oh." Is all I could mutter. "When will he get a leave?" His voice stuttered,he licked his lips and ruffled his hair more than five times in less than one minute. "I am afraid he could never make it." Then he took me some where and he showed me something. It is nothing but a piece of flesh. There is no skin,no human form. He called it Cayden. I've been laughing loudly telling that the joke is going too far. He didn't stop. He is still showing me the flesh and I looked at it and laughed so hard until I passed out.

EMMA POV I couldn’t believe what I was doing as I walked into the gym for my second session. The tiny black workout shorts I’d chosen were practically illegal — they barely covered half my ass cheeks, riding up with every step and showing the soft underside of my curves. My cropped tank top clung to my heavy breasts, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples already were. I felt exposed, slutty, and so fucking turned on I was already wet before I even saw him.

Her breath hitched when I shoved her skirt higher, revealing skin that made my mouth go dry. I undid my belt, pushed down just enough, and slid into her in one deep, punishing thrust. She cried out, her knuckles going white where she clutched the desk. I clamped a hand over her mouth, leaning in close to her ear. "Quiet now," I breathed. "Unless you want them to hear what a filthy little sinner you are." She moaned against my palm, her body trembling. I didn't let up. I pounded into her, hard and fast, each thrust driving out every last bit of restraint I had left.

Jax said, sounding delighted. "Look at you go, college boy. Didn't even have to teach you. Just had to break you open a little and your inner slut came out to play." "I'm not—fuck—I'm not a slut—" "You're literally bouncing on my dick right now."

Fucking bitc8h. "She always wore the shortest skirts she could get away with. All the guys wanted to fu8ck her. They knew she put out and often. She texted me where to meet her and I just wanted to get my d8ck wet. She was so fu8ckign eager, showing me her tit8s. It was my teenage fantasy come to life. Then I started to wrap up my junk. She took over the job and covered me with lube. There was this picnic table they had out there. She literally told me to fu8ck her as8s as she bent over it. I wasn't going to argue. I pushed her face down. I'd never been harder in my life at that point."

as I move my body up and down. I lean in for a quick kiss on the lips, leaving Ruarc in a needy state.Slowly, I unwrap my legs from the chair and stand between his spread legs. I place my hands on his knees, moving towards his face, lowering my body slowly until I am moving my body from side to side with my face near his abs. I place my hands on his sides for a second, slowly working my way back up. I make sure my clit is at eye level before I do what I have in mind.Just to tease him, I slide two fingers into my panties, touching myself, biting my lip. Ruarc throws his head back, grinning."You are such a tease"."Thanks for the compliment".He reaches for me and I move away, wagging a finger

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

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I’m drooling, snorting, gagging, loving it. On the floor Luara and Melissa are locked in a sloppy 69. You can hear every filthy detail: SHLURP-SHLURP-SHLURP of tongues scooping cream, wet squish when fingers plunge in, Melissa spitting on Luara’s asshole and tongue-fucking it with loud PLAP-PLAP-PLAP.