Short Exotic Novels & Stories

“Like, I don’t know… actually getting the exclusive?” I shot her a glare. “And how exactly do you suggest I do that? Eric Thompson isn’t just hanging around waiting for me to interview him.” Her smirk widened. “Actually…” I narrowed my eyes. “Oh no. What did you do?” She leaned in, voice dripping with mischief. “I might know someone who knows someone… who can get you into an event tonight. A very exclusive event.” I already didn’t like where this was going. “What kind of event?”

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“Hey Ty, didn't get Champagne from the wine stand, I think it's out of stock, I got this instead” Julie, Tyler's 'sweetheart’ and new secretary, was all smiles as she approached him in the living room, raising a bottle of Prosecco, the popular Italian sparkling wine and two wine glasses. She was a vibrant blondie with a naughty sparkle in her eye. The type of girl who made heads turn wherever she went, with her pixie-like features, slim figure, and sharp wit that frequently left him struggling to keep up. “Let’s toast to freedom!” She said as she poured wine in the two glasses and lifted them both, extending one towards Tyler.

- He spoke with insecurity and was always looking at the sides. If Bia were older, she would have noticed that the boy's behavior was strange and that the kitten was strange too. It had no eyes and was full of spots like a wild cat. Probably exported from Africa with her mother, but when the seller realized she was defective, he abandoned her. Not that Bia or the boy knew or even cared. I only told you that to really entertain you. But instead of try to perceive anything strange she simply said happily: - What a complicated name! But I like. Now give me her!

Stupid fan! “Six, why are you here?” the guy asked. His number one fan was right about him being Spanish. “Well, I’m here to get breakfast, but I also wanted to introduce you to someone,” Six replied. “I'm actually meeting someone in your life?” the guy scowled. “Trust me, I'm just as shocked that I’m doing this. Rochelle Solano, meet Five. Five, Rochelle,” Six introduced Prominent, I repeat.. “Really?” I couldn't help but giggle. “I feel like I’m missing something here,” Five admitted.

No, I am not fat, I am skinny thank you very much. "What should we buy though?" asked Maxine "There are a lot of good food around here, I could buy everything just to taste all of them." "I don't actually know; can we just buy everything then? Hehehe" How cheeky of Ella provoking Maxine like that hahha. There are a lot of good food to try. I would like to eat my favorite sushi though, 'NIGIRI SUSHI' it calls me ughh. I ran straight to the food stall and ordered "One Nigi-"

Reading his shameless fantasy, Cindy cummed like never before, flicking her clit furiously. So tonight she made a decision to make his fantasy come true. She invite Chinedu over, he was a tall, muscular Igbo bull who was also a runway model, Mark had seen pictures of his 9 inches thick, veiny black cock that made Cindy's eyes light up when she showed him the messages. The doorbell rang, making Mark's heart pound with shame and his cock throb with anticipation.

"Are you alright now?" "I hope so," Indianna murmured. "Indie, do you know what I want to know?" Sasha said, smirking at Indianna. "What?" "What's Greyson like in bed?" Sasha said and Indianna choked on her own spit. "He's the dominant type, isn't he? It's not 50 Shades of Grey shit, is it? That stuff is just nasty." "Sasha!" Brooke gasped and laughed loudly. "You can't ask that!"

Flashback I was in my second year of college when I met the most popular guy in our university. His name was Sebastian Dela Rama. He’s good-looking, intelligent, rich, and a varsity captain; despite all of that, he remained kind and humble. He’s the epitome of a perfect guy. His family is known. They are one of the wealthiest families in the country. They owned five-star hotels in Asia and America. When our class knew that he would be our classmate, most girls are excited to go to school. In a typical scenario, students like weekends and holidays, now my classmate started to hate it. No class, no Sebastian Dela Rama. Simple as that.