Short Adventurous Stories Novels & Stories

she continued. "I think it might be slightly injured. I can smell a faint scent of blood." The more attractive lady said after taking in another sniff of the cold air. "Oh?! That's great." Shorty said and exploded with speed into the distance. "I still don't understand how he is able to move that fast with those short legs." Slim said as he picked up speed, choosing to run at a steadier pace alongside the two ladies. He intended to conserve his energy in preparation for the upcoming battle for money. That's not to say they were moving slowly. They were actually moving faster than regular athletes at top speed.

But now… “Great! Now that’s done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” Of course, it was not as simple. Anderson knew very well that anything concerning a demon would not be as simple. What was worse, this particular demon was very different. So, who knew what twisted game of story telling the demon had in mind? Anderson nodded warily at the demon’s enquiry. Whatever was coming he knew very well the odds would be against him as such he had his guard up. It was funny; He was rather feeling like the trapped one.

That's when James began to move. At first, James thrust slowly, but with each passing minute, James pushed faster and faster, and with each thrust of James, Antonette's pain faded away. "Ohh! James! Ahh! Ahh!" Antonette screams when the pain she's experiencing has subsided. She's only feeling heavenly pleasure right now. James gives her heavenly pleasure by thrusting his cock deep inside her, reaching a spot that makes her go wild. Their bodies were on fire with desire. Only moans and James' name came out of Antonette's mouth as she met his violent thrusts.

“Goodness, I wasn’t ready for that, you had me so relaxed OWWWW!” That second one was even harder. Her skin immediately showed the effects, turning a few shades of light red. With my beer still in my left hand, I set it on her hot skin, causing her to jump and almost spill it. “You’re supposed to thank me, you know.” “Right! Of course. Thank you. Isn’t that what they do in the stories? I guess you've read them, you’re doing much better than I expected.” “I don’t know about stories, but I have been to Singapore.”

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

I said as I went back to kiss her again. This time our lips locked and my hand slowly went down her shirt and I slid off her shorts. "Babe, I don't know. Hehehe." She says. "Open." I say as I use one hand to open them slowly. First the farthest leg. I push it away as far as it will go. Her other leg still on my lap I slowly move my hand towards the middle of where her legs meet. I rub her pretty little kitty through the one piece swim suit I bought her. I can hear her breathing heavier than before. She's definitely enjoying it. I take my hand from her neck and put it under her arm and grab the swim suit opening the top exposing one of her breasts. I cradle it in my hand and turn my body to s

Not about anything. “Ready?” he asked gently. I nodded without looking up. “Let’s go,” he whispered. He opened the door for me like a gentleman. I stepped outside first. The sun was. We started strolling. Jerry was easy to be with. He talked about light things — the weather, funny stories from the ranch, and the time a calf got stuck in a mud puddle and he had to pull it out with his bare hands. He made me laugh a few times, small quiet laughs that surprised me. I didn’t think I would be able to laugh today.

she whispered, though her hips arched forward, betraying how badly she wanted this. “They’re busy setting up camp. Jake and Dylan are way ahead, and Ryan’s probably halfway up the next switchback by now. We’ve got time.” His hands slid down her waist, gripping the hem of her shorts. In one swift motion, he yanked both her khaki shorts and drenched panties down to her ankles. Cool forest air kissed her exposed, puffy pussy. She was glistening, her outer lips swollen from hours of teasing, her clit peeking out, begging for attention. A thin string of her arousal stretched and broke as her thighs parted slightly.

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.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.