Short And Sexy Novels & Stories

He stood over her, chest rising and falling, desire raw in his gaze. Slowly, he pulled his shirt over his head, muscles shifting under tanned skin. Jasmine’s breath caught at the sight: broad shoulders, hard chest dusted with dark hair, abs tight and defined. “Like what you see?” he teased, voice hoarse. She bit her lip, nodding. “Come here.” He knelt between her legs, hands running up her thighs, pushing the fabric of her shorts higher. His mouth followed, kissing along the sensitive skin, tongue flicking teasingly.

The scent of her arousal hung thick in the air, musky and intoxicating, mingling with the faint sweat from their earlier exertion. His fingers, trembling with need, hooked into the elastic waistband of her shorts and the flimsy thong beneath, yanking them down her toned legs in a single, frantic tug. The fabric rasped against her skin, leaving faint red trails in its wake. Elara kicked them off with a flick of her ankles, spreading her thighs wide in invitation, her pussy exposed and glistening with slick need, the folds swollen and pink, begging for him.

@sexytems is online. The lingerie I’d chosen tonight was barely there,a delicate black lace bralette that framed my nipples like a teasing promise, the fabric so sheer it hid nothing and everything at once. My G-string disappeared between my ass cheeks, and the tall black socks hugged my thighs, ending just below the curve where my legs met my hips. The heels made my calves tight, my posture arched. I felt powerful. Filthy. Alive. “Hey, babies,” I purred, letting my voice drop into that low, honeyed tone my subscribers craved. My fingers trailed slowly down my stomach, nails grazing skin. “Missed you. Been thinking about all the dirty things I want to do for you tonight.”

“Take them off.” The embers of my desire blaze hotter at her words. Not wanting to break apart, I find a way to maneuver my shorts off. Amara giggles at my efforts but quickly loses her laughter when I roll on a condom and slip inside her warm, wet walls. She arches her back and throws her head back with a groan. Her folds shudder and tighten, making me groan in desire. I close my eyes feeling shockwaves of ecstasy rush through me. Her sharp nails dig into my sweat-soaked shoulders as her hips rise and fall in a carnal rhythm. Stars blink in and out of my vision, and a tidal wave of pleasure threatens to overtake me.

I bucked my hindquarters in perfect place to both emphasize the contours of my body and cause the spark in Visha's eyes that made them gleam. "I just say you look very sexy," she said in a husky seductive voice, stepping closer to me. The pupils shone with wild, unleashed passion as my heart raced at the excitement of it. Dressed in a short gown, tight and stretchy enough to seem to fit onto my skin, it showcased my every little curve and contour. My bust strained against its confines, and I knew I looked good-probably a vision of loveliness.

Then it became unbearable. I throw myself back on the couch as she stands right there in front of me. Through the deemed lights, she looks a hundred times more seductive. My guilty gaze scans her from head to toe. She's wearing a tank top with shorts, her cleavage slightly visible, her tempting breasts making my throat drier. She is staring at me anxiously with her two fearful eyes, her fluffy lips shivering. How can a woman look so sexy yet adorable at the same time? Only she can.

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she replied. She had some wicked curves. She wasn't a tall stick figure like half the women he usually met. Instead she was petite, very rounded with the kind of full curves, generous hips and lush breasts revealed in the tight singlet she was wearing. She wasn't putting on anything fashionable but still his heart pick up its pace and his recently dormant cock came awake in his pants. The woman was sexy in a way that women didn't seem to allow themselves to be sexy anymore. Her looks, however, merely started the fire in his gut. Her untouchable, out-of-place demeanor stoked it until it almost engulfed him.

Let's have some fun, Shorty! I stood up from my chair and went to my cabin indoor glass door to look at her. She is looking completely different today. She is wearing a Grey shirt and orange pencil skirt which was not very tight but still giving a perfect look of her flawless body. Her body was splendid with slim wavy curves. F**k! She is looking seductive, beautiful, sizzling and what not! She is looking homely and at a same time a sexy wild cat. She is a deadly combo!

The nightclub thrummed with pulsing beats, the air thick with sweat, perfume, and the unmistakable scent of sex. Trixie, a tall, statuesque beauty with cascading brown hair and piercing blue eyes, prowled the dance floor like a predator stalking her prey. Her tight black dress hugged her curves, the deep V-neck revealing an ample expanse of cleavage that drew the eyes of every man in the room.