Short Cute Stories Novels & Stories

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.

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum

I hated how wet I already was. “Fuck you,” I hissed, trying to keep my glare steady even as my hips started rolling on their own. “I still hate your guts.” Every grind made my shorts press tighter against my soaked panties. I could feel my juices starting to soak through, making the fabric slippery against his boxers. My clit throbbed with each pass and my breathing got faster. Kai laughed under his breath and tightened his grip, guiding me harder. “Look at you. Already creaming your shorts just from rubbing on your stepbrother’s cock. Bet that tight virgin hole is dripping down your thighs right now.”

Chapter 2: Finger fucking in class I walked into Professor Harlan’s lecture hall the next morning wearing my shortest skirt yet, my heart pounding with excitement. I had no panties underneath, it was just my smooth, bare skin that was already getting slick from the thrill of what I planned to do. After yesterday’s little show in Blake’s office, I knew I had his attention, and now I was going to push him further.

"Don't stop, Kill! I'm gonna cum! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" A crowd quickly gathered in the courtyard, their backs to us, unaware of the filth happening above their heads. But Jimmy was seeing it all. He saw every inch of the twins' cocks disappearing into my body. The people began the countdown. "10... 9... 8... 7... 6..." "Take it, you little whore," Killian hissed, his jaw tight. "5... 4... 3... 2...” “I’m close,” Sinbad roared.

snorted. "What?" "A kangaroo," Shaun repeated, now grinning. "Think about it. I'd still be badass in a fight—imagine getting kicked by me. But also, I'd have a built-in pouch for snacks. You're all out here hunting, and I'm munching on granola bars I stored two days ago." Practical. In a completely insane way. The circle erupted into laughter, Cathy included. "You just want to punch people while holding snacks?" she asked, shaking her head in disbelief. Ridiculous. But endearingly ridiculous. "Exactly," Shaun replied, wagging a finger at her like she'd finally cracked the code. "And don't even get me started on how high I could jump. Who's climbing mountains when you can just hop over them?

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

I giggled as I thought about Nathan’s dick usually poking me in the ass and one thing leading to another. “What’s so funny?” Remy asked with a smile. “Nothing. Just thinking about how... I guess thunderstorms make Nathan a little horny. Sorry. That’s TMI.” He smirked, licking the corner of his lips. “I see. They do that for me sometimes too.” That involuntary action of Remy’s tongue made my mind as electrically charged as an actual rain cloud. “If I was there, I’d hold you,” he continued. “If I didn’t live across town, I’d be there. No question. I think I’m tall enough to wrap my legs around you.”

Sehrize said to Natallie, who still had the enthusiasm to tell stories. "Mommy's here."Natallie answered indicating the empty left position and Sehrize had to lie down with her."I want daddy and mommy to be good friends for me tonight, we have to sleep together. Mommy can also read stories that I always heard when I was in France. Maybe a Cinderella will never lose her shoe even if she has to turn into a poor girl again.And mommy I also once told a story about a garden owner who worked with both hands but had to die when the tree he planted with love grew big. I know that story is not in the book and the content is very different from stories for small children. Because mommy was telling me

She kisses me back with shy eagerness. The End (or is it only the beginning?) That is it for my short story about Lilly and Mr. Storm. I hope that you liked to read it as much as I liked to write it.