Novel & Cerita Raunchy Short Stories

She wanted to try something she'd never done before. She stretched her legs wide open, one hand resting on the floor to support her weight. Bernard finally opened his eyes and straightened his back at that point, and his eyes widened when he saw her. "M-Monette..." he exclaimed, stunned. She smiled seductively at him while tracing the sperm he had spurted on her hair. She pressed her two stains with his juice fingers together. "Watch me," she said seductively. And without taking her gaze away from him, she inserted her two semen-coated fingers into her wet pussy. And as his fingers entered her womanhood, she exclaimed and looked up. She began moaning as soon as she moved her fingers. Inside

She raised her heart-shaped ass up to meet his frenzied thrusts and tried to keep her shrill screams of pleasure somewhat muted in the early morning silence. Marcy recovered quickly and watched the tableau with rising passion. Her own anus was quivering and remained still gaped after her own recent anal impalement but she was caught up in being witness to the mulatto girl's anal penetration only inches from her face. The kinky businesswoman pushed her beautiful face into the point of coupling and kissed and licked both the vampire chief and the trembling mulatto girl with her fevered lips and greedy tongue. Lafitte chuckled and shoved all four of his fingers into the human's gaped anus. It w

"One of my roommates was really wild. She would always manage to smuggle something in to spike the punch or get drunk and do something crazy. One time she tried to organize an 'underwear identity' party where the girls would put a pair of their underwear on one of the hall lights. The guests were supposed to guess which pair of underwear belonged to a particular girl and get a kiss if they were right." She giggled and continued "Well one of the girls down the hall wanted no part of it. 'You'll burn in Hell for this!' and all that. Someone got hold of a pair of her underwear and when she came out of her room to escape before the party started, my roommate grabbed the underwear and screamed "I

The man's mouth parted slightly as he watched her touch herself. She pinched her nipples between her fingers, gasping at the sensation. The stranger's free hand drifted down to palm himself through his boxers. The sight of him touching himself while watching her sent another flood of wetness to her already soaked panties. She let one hand slide down her stomach, over the lace of her underwear. Her fingers pressed against her clit through the fabric, making her hips jerk slightly. "Fuck," she whispered to the empty room. Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties.

Professor Harris's voice droned steadily on about unreliable narrators and I fixed my eyes on the whiteboard and breathed. But another paper ball landed on my lap."Bet you're already wet just from reading that. Do you clench every time I look at you, Clara?" My nipples tightened against my bra and I was suddenly, acutely aware of every point of contact between my clothing and my skin. Shame and want twisted together inside me into something I didn't have clean language for because I was the quiet librarian's assistant,with perfect notes and had never once broken a rule that mattered. And here was Jax Rivera making me regret my decisions.

She couldn't believe she had just done this. She climbed off his cock, panting hard. He spanked her ass as she walked away. "Now, I have your juice all over my seat. I'll always smell you whenever you're teaching." Lara rolled her eyes, pulling up her panties. Raymond was the craziest person she ever met. And something told her she hadn't seen the worst side of him.

The fabric of his jeans felt rough against my sensitive skin, but it only made me crazier. “Gonna cum just like this?” he taunted, breath ragged. “In your shorts like a desperate slut? Do it. Show me.” I couldn’t hold back. With a broken moan, I came hard, shooting thick ropes across my stomach and chest while he kept grinding through it, drawing out every pulse. Ryan pulled back slightly, breathing heavy, eyes wild with lust as he stared down at the mess I’d made. His cock was still rock hard against me. He leaned in close, voice low and dangerous.

She wanted everyone to know that while the holy Father was dead, the town harlot was very much alive. Beside her stood Ruth-Ann. At eighteen, she was a masterpiece of untapped potential. While her friends spent their weekends getting sweaty in the backseats of trucks, Ruth-Ann had remained a fortress. Even with her boyfriend, Dante Grimes, the school's golden boy, she felt nothing but polite boredom. She glanced at her phone, seeing his latest text: 'So what do you say? Are you in or not?' Of course she wasn't in. The thought of Dante's mouth on her pussy made her stomach turn with a dry, clinical distaste. Why would people partake in such a disgusting act?

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).