Raunchy Short Novels & Stories

A nurse named Jane was unable to get along with the other nurses in her hospital. She was bitchy, unkind, and constantly quarreling with people. One night after Jane had been particularly horrible to a young student nurse, a bunch of colleagues decided to do something to teach her a lesson.

And those shorts… you have no idea what you're doing to me. A second photo from him: closer shot, his hand pulling down the waistband of his shorts just enough to show the base of his cock, the V-line leading down to a thick, veined bulge straining against the fabric. No full nudity, but damn close. The ache between my legs turned into a throb. I squeezed my thighs together, imagining what the rest looked like. Ella: You're killing me. Tease. Jax: Good. I like teasing you. What color is that lace bra under the shirt? Tell me.

I said. “Oh it’s the short form of Ruben,” the guy answered in a high pitched girly voice. I think I understand now that maybe he is gay. “Ohhh okay,” I said, shaking my head. “Come and have your seat Miss, we have to get started now before we run out of time,” Rachael said. I moved to take a seat, they were arranging their stuff so I took that time to study their features. Rachael seems like a very simple person, she’s average in height probably 5 '7 and has a slender body, she didn’t do too much on her body just a tatoo on her left arm, and a piercing her nose which looks so good on her.

she taunted before leaving Esme fuming with rage. Later that night, Arla returned home well after midnight, still buzzing from a wild night of partying at the club. She was dressed provocatively, wearing a very short mini skirt and a top that exposed her cleavage. Arla was a tall, slim, medium-toned woman with dark hair, brown eyes, and an enticing figure she never hesitated to show off. Her preference for skimpy dresses, skirts, and crop tops reflected her bold personality.

Tonight’s main event drew an especially savage crowd. **Roxy Kane** strutted into the locker room like she already owned the place. She was 24, cocky as hell, and built like a fighter, toned muscles, tight abs, full C-cup breasts barely contained by a black sports bra, and a firm, round ass hugged by tiny black fight shorts. Her short, messy platinum-blonde hair was spiked up, and her sharp blue eyes burned with arrogance. Between her legs, even tucked away, the thick outline of her futa cock was visible, a solid 9 inches when soft and growing fast when hard.

Please give me a scap, and I want to cut Geralf's throat now. "Short people are unique, look young, with babyface, often can ease because often mistaken students." "Where good is so short." Mock Gerald. I pinched his arm. "So do not call short continue, later Rara added short. Just call high so that Rara can be high." "You're old, so it can't get any higher," Gerald said. "Damn it!" I took an upset. Do you think Gerald's sorry? It's not in the dictionary. He knows it, and his mouth serves to hurt others.

Downstairs, I heard the front door open. Marcus’s smooth reply came from the living room. “Hey, babe. Everything okay?” They chatted casually. Normal. Domestic. The sound of it made the guilt surge sharper, but the thrill lingered. My body was still buzzing, endorphins mixing with adrenaline into something intoxicating. I peeled off my ruined shorts, grimacing at the creamy mess streaking my thighs. I wiped myself quickly with tissues, then shoved the shorts deep into my hamper. Fresh panties and loose pants followed. In the mirror, I looked exactly like what I was: a girl who had just been fucked hard. Flushed cheeks, swollen lips, messy hair. I fixed it as best I could.

I groaned, ramming into her to pussy with my hand gripping her waist. "Ouuuufughh! I... I'm just your pathetic office whore!" She screamed out. "Such a good dirty slut!" I let out a low growl as I slammed into her pussy. "Holy fuck yes! Marcus." She screamed. I continued fucking her hole, groaning as I did. "Look at you, taking my cock well like a good little slut." "Oh, fuck yes!!" She screamed even louder. "Oh no, I'm going to cum... No, squirt."