Short Books For Adults Novels & Stories

Forever. End of book 36

“I want you to read the first two pages out loud and then summarize them.” Alex leaned back in his chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t even look at the book. His eyes were glued to my chest. “Alex,” I said sharply. “The book. Not me.” He licked his lips slowly, eyes still fixed on my breasts. “Your buttons look tight today. Are they going to pop open if you breathe too hard?” I felt my face heat up. “That’s not appropriate, Alex. Focus on the material.” He smiled, stubborn as ever. “I am focused. Just not on the stupid book. Your tits look really good in that shirt, Miss Shine. Do they feel as soft as they look?”

are all of those boxes full of your course books? Wow! Looks like you’re really into making the most of this opportunity. But it’s great... in today’s world, it’s... huh, wait a minute... is this... this can’t be your course material. It’s... a... sex manual... um... more like a masturbation guide... holy shhh... really? Oh no, no. Don’t look so alarmed. I wasn’t really expecting this... but I don’t mind at all. In fact, I encourage it.

Chapter 2 “Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly. “We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips of paper. Dirty ones, the stuff we’d never admit out loud normally. Then we draw one at a time, and whoever pulls it has to do it. We set a timer if needed, but the point is to let go, see where it takes us.”

The trusting fool, I told him I would think about it. The idea was a longshot, but I had to pitch it to him to see if he bought it. I told him that there was a huge market for adult films on the web as well as mobile and DVD home use. I told him if we could make an inexpensive such movie, we could make a fortune. He said that the studio, actors, etc. would probably cost in the thousands.

“We both like cock. We both love watching the other take it. Threesomes get us off hard—kinky shit too if everyone's down. You look like you could keep up.” He exhaled, eyes flicking to the trail—joggers passing, no one close enough to hear. His shorts tented slightly—cock thickening under the fabric. “This is wild. You two are young—twenty-five?” “Yep,” I said. “You?” “Thirty-nine.” Small smirk. “Old enough to know when something's too good to be true.”

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He kept smiling alone,while watching Lisa picking flowers. "Aren't you supposed to be training?,"asked Lisa after a long silence. "Why you ask?,"asked Brian back. "Because tommorow,you are leaving for war,"replied Lisa smiling beautifully. "How do you know about the war?,"asked Brian "The war that is between Grey whites pack and Dark greys pack. Well ,news fly,"said Lisa and smirked. "So when do you train?,"asked Lisa again. "Anytime I want,"said Brian.

He shook her from his mind and pushed open the doors to the study. The rug-lined room was bigger than B’s above-garage apartment. Floor to ceiling bookshelves dampened any noise B might made in his whiskey search. There didn’t seem to be a single inch of space on any one of the shelves. Books of all colors, textures, and sizes were packed together. In front of the book spines sat hundreds of little treasures–seashells, pocket watches, glass figurines, and carvings of creatures. So many creatures. B let his fingers drift over the book spines: The Picture of Dorian Gray. The Catcher in the Rye. The Odyssey. Brave New World. The Call of the Wild. White Noise. So many stories he’d never read and