Secual Stories Novels & Stories

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Zack's news of a unique club makes his twin sister curious. When Zack whispers to his twin sister, Zoe, about a clandestine club steeped in taboo pleasures, a forbidden spark ignites her curiosity. The club promises raw, transformative ecstasy, where desires are sculpted and boundaries dissolve. As Zoe immerses herself in its sultry rituals, the line between her and Zack blurs, their sibling bond twisting into something dangerously intimate. In a haze of lust and forbidden connection, they explore a world that molds their deepest urges, claiming each other in ways that defy all norms.

He stroked me slowly over the fabric pressing the damp cloth against my swollen clit, I bit my lip to hold back my moan as pleasure cooked tightly in my belly. Across the room Lena straddled Jordan. They kissed deep and hungry, her hips grinding against the bulge in his boxers. Ryan watched them openly, his hand rubbing the front of his own underwear while Sophia turned to me, her green eyes dark with want. The final round hit. “Never have I ever wanted to fuck someone in this room right now,” Sophia whispered. Every single glass was now empty and the room fell quiet except for the crackle of fire. Sophia set her glass down and crawled closer, her breasts brushing my arm. “Then let’s change

he growled, kicking my legs apart. I obeyed, water running down my back. His cock rubbed between my ass cheeks, thick and hot. “Ryan... condom?” I asked, voice shaking. “Raw. Like I promised.” He spat on his hand, slicked his cock, and pushed the fat head against my hole. “Gonna breed this stepbrother ass.” He thrust in hard. The stretch burned like fire as he sank deep in one long stroke. I cried out, the sound echoing off the tiles.

Her husband ran out just as her pursuer pulled up,jumped from his car and yelled:'Lady,there's A MAN WITH A KNIFE HIDING IN YOUR BACKSEAT! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

“Her body wants this. Wants all of us.” Damien pressed two thick fingers into me without warning, his growl vibrating through the air when I cried out. “So fucking wet. Just from us looking at you.” He pumped them deep, curling them cruelly against that sweet spot on the roof of my cunt until my hips bucked helplessly on the desk. Lucien bit my nipple, soothing the sting with his tongue. “Are you gonna cum for us, Stella? Show him,” he whispered, jerking his chin toward Cole. “Show him you’re ours too.”

“Let me cum! I'll do anything you want!” Stefan was toying with his cock. “You will?” “Y-yes,” he replied. He didn't care again. All he wanted to do was to cum. He couldn't stand it any longer! “Then turn around and spread your legs wide open for me, my bitch.” Whimpering and moaning, Gerald turned around and did as asked, laying down on the couch and spreading his legs wide apart for Stefan who smiled and said, “That's a good bitch.”

The stage is filled with half naked girls dancing around the polls just to satisfy men. Some had such glimmers on their face that could make men bow on their feet. It was a brothel. A woman and a man sat by the corner chatting and drinking. They seem to be serious with their talks. "So, here is the payment," the man the suitcase to the woman with a smirk on his dirty face. He has that kind of old and ugly face that made every women who sees him almost puke. This man also has a pot belly with a weird shape of himself.

Lexi They kept fucking me like that for what felt like forever—long, deep strokes that kept me teetering right on the edge without letting me fall. My whole body was shaking, sweat slicking my skin, my pussy making the wettest, most obscene sounds every time they bottomed out. I could feel their cocks throbbing inside me, both of them fighting their own orgasms, veins pulsing against my walls. “Please… please…” I was crying now, actual tears of overwhelming pleasure and frustration. “I can’t hold it… I’m gonna cum… I’m so close… Zach, Julian, please let me cum…”