Short Adventurous Stories Novels & Stories

Well, I know I’ve been long in setting up my little story here, but this is where our story gets interesting. After one of those aforementioned “hard days of work,” I went to the local watering hole with my best friend Stacy. We had always been close; we roomed together in college, and now we’re both personal trainers, so she felt my plight when it came to nights like this. I was throwing back wines like it was going out of style which always seemed to be occurring on half-price wine Wednesdays while listening to Stacy tell some of her racy and risqué stories of conquest. Stacy had taken to catering to the good-looking sector of our clientele and had taken to seducing them. She noted how “it

We paddled back still laughing. That night the bonfire was smaller than usual. Most of the others had gone into town for supplies, leaving only me, Liam, and Noah behind at the house. The fire crackled softly in the darkness, sending sparks twisting into the night sky. The air smelled like smoke and pine trees, and somewhere down by the water frogs croaked lazily in the reeds. We sat around the fire for hours talking about nothing important. Noah told terrible stories. Liam made fun of him relentlessly. I laughed so hard at one point my stomach hurt.

He shoves me down until my chest is flat against the mahogany desk. He yanks my skirt and panties down in one rough move. They end up tangled around my ankles. I feel the cool air on my bare ass. My legs are spread wide, leaving me totally exposed. I am dripping, the scent of my arousal filling the space. He leans over me, pressing his chest into my back. Then I feel it. The broad, hot head of his cock rubs along my wet slit. He isn't wearing a condom. The feel of his hot skin against mine is almost enough to break me.

Kyle groaned low in his throat but kept fucking me slow through it, drawing out every last shake until I finally went limp under him, breathing fast and sweaty. He kissed my neck once then pulled out slowly, his cock shiny and dripping with my cream. He stood up quietly, cock still rock hard, and reached for my hand. “Come on. We are not done yet.” I let him pull me up on shaky legs, my dress still bunched around my waist and cum running down my thighs as we tiptoed out of the bedroom. My heart was still racing from how close we had been to getting caught. We stepped into the outdoor shower together under the dark sky full of stars.

I never thought a stupid prank by my so-called friends would change everything. It was supposed to be harmless. A silly dare during a weekend hangout at my house while Mom was away visiting her sister. They tied my wrists with fuzzy handcuffs to the headboard, spread my legs with soft ropes to the bedposts, and left me in nothing but a tiny tank top and no panties. “Just for ten minutes,” they laughed, snapping pictures before running downstairs to “hide” and wait for my reaction.

But these two idiots just had to compete on who would gift the restaurant a bit of 'charity money'. "Do you two understand what shame means at all?" the blonde upbraided, hands akimbo. "Does shame pay the bills?" Kingsley asked, a brow raised. "Shame doesn't exist in my world. In my world, if licking dog shit publicly is gonna get one a higher-up's absolute trust, he doesn't hesitate," "I see," Sean nodded sagely. Then he just went upstairs to shower. Who knew these two would come to join him completely naked? A little banter soon morphed into an intense fuck session in the shower, each one taking turns to fuck Sean in different styles.

"Maia, are you really this stupid, or are you just acting? Someone could sell you out, and you'd still be there thanking the person who did it." His tone had shifted. It wasn't playful anymore. A cold chill began to creep up my spine. This wasn't some kinky game. He wasn't joking. "W-What do you want? Why did you tie me up?" "What does it look like? I caught myself a prime piece of meat, and I'm going to get a good price for it." A prime piece of meat. A good price. Suddenly, every horror story I'd ever read about women vanishing in remote areas flashed through my mind.

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.

Why does she feel like a stranger when she stares at the busy street of Athens, she wants to be like one of them and without learning their language, she will never be one of them. Lucky her, Hussain did try to teach her but damn, the language was not as easy as she thought it will be. She could only get the basic things like please and thank you. "What are you thinking about my love?" Hussain asked kissing the crock of her neck. That was her weak point and he knew it but he decided to be using it against her.

I'm so glad to see you again, dear reader... Today, I'm sharing a few stories from my more inactive friends. Well, maybe we're all just too busy these days to visit each other so I won't complain. They are a bit light, not as scary. But then again, I may be wrong... This time, there are three stories all in all! What a treat! I hope you enjoy them! And remember, not all of the stories I tell you are true.