Short And Sexy Novels & Stories

Setting my glass down, I ripped my shorts off, throwing it behind the couch. Spreading my soaked folds, hissing, allowing air cool brush my hot pussy. "I know we're not supposed to be thinking about our best friends like that but we've had this crush on them since forever." I whined, widening my legs, pussy parting. Bella moaned, tugging her own shorts off, mirroring my position. Our pussies were facing each other, wet, swollen. She dragged two manicured fingers between her slit, smearing the slick. "Yeah, I get it. It's frustrating. And I just know they'll be rough with us. They'll tie us up so we wouldn't move and suck on our pussies till we're too sensitive."

Club Slut Awakening I stepped into the throbbing chaos of Pulse, the hottest underground club near Westbridge University. The bass from the industrial techno track vibrated through my chest, making me already sensitive nipples harden against the thin fabric of my tiny black crop top. After the mind-blowing afternoon with Jake in my dorm, my body still hummed with leftover heat. My pussy felt tender and slick, a constant reminder of the multiple loads he’d pumped into me. And I barely cleaned up before slipping into the shortest pleated skirt I owned, with no panties on and heading out alone, craving more.

She winked at me and I felt my face heat up instantly “As she should, we could have made a lot more shorter but she refused” May chimed in “This is already sexy enough May” Kelsey said “Look at you Kel you look really good I like red on you” I smiled at her “I spent time searching for something “sexy” enough” she laughed pointing at the strapless straight short dress she wore, it was simple yet sexy with how it clung to her body and she put her hair in a high ponytail showing off her neck and chiseled collar bone.

He grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me into a rough kiss, his mouth hot and hungry on mine. "Looking this sexy should be a sin, Tesoro," he murmured, nibbling my earlobe, his fingers slipping beneath my shorts. "Rau..." I gasped, but he cut me off. "Just a quickie, caramella," he growled, sliding two fingers inside me. My moan melted into his neck as my hips instinctively moved with him. I gripped his shoulders, nails digging into the fabric of his shirt when he curled his fingers just right, stoking the fire in my core.

Cherry, however, had a flush to her face that suggested that her earlier statement about not having sex in public was undergoing a revision. Michael had to admit that the new outfit looked very overtly sexy. Her top was a halter design with a Velcro-fixed choker neck. The back was low, and a side zip ensured that it fitted tightly around her ribs. The front had a long slit from the choker neck down almost to the hem, and Cherry's magnificent breasts were pressed into two beautiful globes by the fabric. To go with the top, the two women had picked a pair of shorts that really deserved the name. They were cut low across her hips and high across her bottom. They were fantastically tight and the

Monica moves her hand up two inches. “Here?” Once more, she moves her hand higher. “Here?” Jeanette grins and then growls, making a paw with her hand, “Rawr. Sex.” “Sex-y,” Monica corrected, though she’s not wrong. A skirt this short would be good for sex, with barely a lift for access. Her thoughts trail back to Jackson at the club, his lips pressed to her. She bet that she could have sat on his lap in a skirt like she was thinking, slipped right onto his

Did women really wear that shit? My cock tingled and jerked, struggling against the jeans. She sauntered up the steps, her legs looking so much longer than I knew them to be in the cutoff shorts she was wearing. The shorts weren’t overly short, but they were sexy as hell. She had on a tight, white tank with the hemline dancing around the low waist of her cutoffs. I could see a hint of skin when she moved. It was a tease. Her outfit was complete with the boots she usually wore. It was the perfect combination of sexy and strong, and all I could think about was grinding my body against hers. I couldn’t tell if she came to work or to fuck. “Good morning,” I said, my mouth suddenly very dry.

Mica demanded, practically bouncing in her seat. Cassie sighed dreamily, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. “He’s hot. Like, really hot. Smart, sexy. The whole damn package.” Gladz raised a brow. “How hot are we talking?” Cassie sat up straighter, eyes sparkling. “Like, tall. Chiseled jaw. Deep voice. And a smirk that could absolutely ruin your life.” “Oh my God,” I groaned, totally invested. “Did you sleep with him?”

Tugging at her shirt and cupping her buttocks through her shorts. She thought briefly of her stupid, Stupid plan to have bad sex with him. Impatient, clumsy sex. His impatiens thrilled her, and she reveled in his clumsy, grasping hands. They spoke of his passion. Of the urgency of the moment. The need to possess and claim.

Now that I’m turned towards her I can see her properly and I can see that her shorts are around her ankles and she has one of her hands buried between her legs. “I. I. I.” She stammers trying to speak. I start to speak but I’m stunned into silence when she takes her hand from between her legs raises it to her mouth and licks it. I feel my cock twitch watching her pornographic display and I wonder what the fuck is happening. Selina walks forward into my bedroom, turns around, and closes the door behind her, She then kicks her shorts off her feet so that she is wearing nothing from the waist down and then starts to walk across the room towards me. My mind is spinning as I watch Selina walk acr