Raunchy Short Stories Novels & Stories

I’ve always been the wilder sister, the one who takes what she wants. Tonight Lauren invited me to watch a movie with them in their living room and she had no idea how badly I wanted her husband. I had been teasing Noah for months with little touches, tight clothes, and flirty comments when Lauren wasn’t looking. Tonight I decided I was done teasing. I wore a tiny white tank top with no bra, my hard nipples clearly visible, and a pair of extremely short gray shorts that barely covered my ass cheeks. My long hair was down, and I put on just enough makeup to look innocent but fuckable.

She added two her fingers to our pussies and pumped fast. We kept going until both of us were shaking and dripping sweat. We lay there panting, her fingers still lazily circling my swollen clit. "Told you college was fun," she whispered. I just nodded, my hidden fantasies now real and messy all over us. My ass felt used and sore in the best way, and I already wanted more.

She began to eat out the woman's pussy, sucking and licking. Loretta moved forward and began to play with her friend's breasts. Clara opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Loretta. Loretta smiled back. Abigail began to finger herself as she watched her friends. Renee moved closer to her and replaced Abigail's fingers with hers while kissing her friend passionately. Clara began to pant as she rode Yasmine's face. “This whore does it so good. Yes, eat my pussy, bitch. Eat. It.” Yasmine continued as commanded, eating it Clara's pussy while Narissa continued using the dildo on her. Then she stopped using the dildo and brought out her tongue.

Emma’s chest pressed flat against the desk, her blouse hanging open, her tits squashed against the cool wood. She trembled, fingers clutching the edge while Mr. Carter kicked her legs wider. “Good girl,” he muttered flipping her skirt up around her waist. Her panties were still pushed aside the thin fabric soaked through. He smacked her ass again, harder this time, watching it ripple. “This round big ašs is mine the second you walked back in here.” Emma whimpered, her face burning as he spread her cheeks apart exposing her pušsy glistening under the office lights.

In his apartment, Rick runs to his computer, dragging the chair quickly. He sits down and, looking at the blank page that haunted him, quickly begins to write. ‘As a critic of eroges, I have played dozens, hundreds, and I could even say that counting the small freelance jobs, I would easily reach a thousand. And in all of them, I have seen and done everything. I have seen good stories with poorly drawn characters and mediocre stories whose characters have great designs. I’ve seen nothing flashy projects that end up becoming little hidden gems for fans of this genre called for perverts.’

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

He palmed one roughly, thumb flicking the peak until I cried out. “Shorts,” he ordered. I shoved them down, kicked them away. Naked now. Completely exposed. My pussy glistened in the low light, lips swollen, clit peeking out, begging. Harlan groaned low in his throat. “Fuck, look at you.” He dropped to one knee eye level with my core. Spread me open with both thumbs. I felt the cool air hit my wet skin and shivered. “So pretty,” he muttered. “So fucking wet.”

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

I hated how wet I already was. “Fuck you,” I hissed, trying to keep my glare steady even as my hips started rolling on their own. “I still hate your guts.” Every grind made my shorts press tighter against my soaked panties. I could feel my juices starting to soak through, making the fabric slippery against his boxers. My clit throbbed with each pass and my breathing got faster. Kai laughed under his breath and tightened his grip, guiding me harder. “Look at you. Already creaming your shorts just from rubbing on your stepbrother’s cock. Bet that tight virgin hole is dripping down your thighs right now.”

I did so without question. A lady with a posh white dress came over. She dropped her knickers to the floor and stepped out of them. She then proceeded to stand over me her legs spread wide over my face. I clearly see her cunt which was bald and completely shaven. Her pussy was tight and perfectly formed. She hoisted up her dress and then relieved herself. The droplets of pee landed on my face. It certainly smelt and tasted different like a bad white wine. I licked my lips. Droplets ran down my face and began to dampen the carpet. The woman laughed before making herself look respectable and picking up her wine. Two ladies took their turn next. A small crowd had gathered around and were watchi