Short Adventurous Stories Novels & Stories

My sneakers slipped on the wet ground but he kept me steady pulling me toward a small equipment storage shed near the edge. The door was unlocked and we tumbled inside slamming it shut behind us. The space was tightly stacked with balls, nets and mats, barely enough room for both of us. Water dripped from our clothes and hair and we stood there breathing hard, still laughing. “Fuck that came out of nowhere,” I gasped pushing my wet cap back. My short hair clung to my forehead and the soaked binder made my tits feel heavier even bound down. My jeans clung to my legs outlining the curve of my hips a little too much now that they were wet.

Forbidden stories of kissing and making out would cause huge scandals among the student body, who both felt disgusted and envious of such raunchy encounter details. Needless to say, ofcourse, these stories were overhyped by baseless and false details, often times a kiss in real turned into a messy hot grope on the most tender breasts in the story. Just like rumors seem to flow everywhere in the world,each encounter was lavishly polished with overbearing teenage hormones and fake fantasies injected into them.So each time a rumor was heard, the story progressed until "atleast" there was an older girl's soft breast filling a boy's hungry mouth or a thick finger of an older boy inside a moaning

He followed close behind. The moment the door locked, he was on me. He spun me around, bending me over the small sink. He yanked my leggings down just enough and thrust his thick cock inside my still-sore pussy in one rough motion. I gasped, gripping the edge of the sink as he fucked me hard and fast from behind. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned, pounding into me. I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The mirror showed my flushed face and bouncing breast that had slipped out again. He reached around and squeezed it hard while slamming into me. The intense, risky quickie had me biting my lip to stay quiet as I came hard around his cock.

* A New Collection The late afternoon sun bled gold across the African savanna, turning the tall grass into a sea of fire. I gripped the edge of the open-top jeep, my thighs sticky with sweat under my thin khaki skirt. We’d been bouncing along these dirt tracks for hours now, and we'd already see lions lazing in the shade, a massive bull elephant flapping his ears and isolated, zebras scattering at our approach. Every jolt of the jeep had pressed the hard seat right against my clit, and I was soaked 'n dripping.

Maya responded with laughing emojis and a short spill it. Jade hesitated for a heartbeat. It started as a joke between them. Jade would describe the things she imagined Nathan doing to her when no one else was around. Sometimes it was just whispers. Other times it was shameful confessions typed into her phone at 2 a.m. She bit her lip, then began to type without stopping, fingers racing like they had a mind of their own.

She traced the point of the letter opener up and down his thighs and back to center. She tapped resolutely, once there. He sucked in a breath and she watched him get hard. “I know, I think I’ll tell you a story. Yes, that’s what I’ll do. It’s a short story, so listen carefully. There will be a question after. Once upon a time, there lived a girl who dreamed of running her own business, getting married, and having a large family. But one day, an evil man—that would be you—and his evil friends decided it would be fun to play soccer with the girl’s body. They kicked her and punched her like a piece garbage on the ground. The cowards left her in the desert to die, but the funny thing about it, s

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

Before I get too use to the nice, warm feeling of his hand, he yanks my arm sharply and runs ahead, almost causing me to lose one of my stilettoes. “Wait, I can’t run that fast,” I shout. “Come on.” “Wait, wait!” He pauses, allowing me to take off my shoes. As soon as I safely clutch onto them, we make a dash for it again. The wet puddles soak my bare feet. Where he’s taking me, or why he’s in such a rush, I have no clue, but I love the game and I love being with him . “A sex store?” I say, completely bemused .

I tried to tell him as he lifted my skirt up, shifting my thong to one side. "Marcus could walk in at any..." The words died in my throat as his tip nudged at my entrance. I bit down hard on my lips, anticipating the moment he would slam into me. "Please." I begged, after seeing as he was taking his sweet time, coating his tip with my wetness. "Fuggggh!" I quickly closed my mouth as he slammed hard into me. My hand immediately gripped the edges of the counter for support, he pulled out, leaving just his tip in me before slamming right back.

Besides getting out of the city, as small as it was, was still a treat. We had a great time swimming, playing and hiking, our hard, youthful bodies tanning in the warmth of the sun. Sitting around the campfire that evening we told jokes and cuddled each other against the cool night air, telling jokes and roasting marshmallows. When it came time to go to bed the four of us had to share one small tent, crowded but cozy. Somehow, I ended up in the middle between Marie and Danny's girlfriend, Deanna. After a bit of talk and laughter we turned out the lantern and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.