Short Porn Stories Novels & Stories

Hello Forbidden Love Stories Readers and Fans. I like to know what kind of story or tales would you like in this book next. I was thinking to go back to our starting days of the FLS sensual short stories of 1-3 chapters. If you agree, Like this chapter and leave comments and your opinions. I have many amazing full of lust and love short stories ready to go live for you guys. These are all my personal favorite premium short stories which I have been saving for days and it is time this gold comes to light to meet the readers.

I whisper, voice shaking a little. His fingers slide a little further under my shorts, rubbing my wetness through the thin material of my panties. I look down at the court where the guys are practicing. None of them are looking at us. Shane presses a little harder, rubbing faster, making me even more wet. "I'm going to show you who this pussy really belongs too." He whispers, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

"Might as well start here." I steered him toward a shadowy corner, one of those deep leather couches tucked away in the back. He followed without a hint of hesitation, and a little rush hit me at being the one to finally take control. I eased him down beside me, his body warm and solid against the chill of the leather. This felt so damn right, and my whole body was buzzing. The screen flickered, pulling us into a scene with a “professor” and his too-eager student. She wore a skirt so short the camera barely had to move before flashing her panties.

"Sex is always... boring with him so I never cum. I've been faking my orgasm since we got married." Seraphine felt the sweet sensation stop. Perhaps he was shocked. Maybe. The feather continued its maddening path, tracing the outline of her labia, dipping slightly into her entrance before retreating. Her muscles tensed, straining against the cuffs. "I'm tired of pleasuring myself... I want a rough fuck by a real man," she continued, the words pouring out of her now, fueled by the teasing and the darkness. He clicked his tongue, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "Interesting wishes whore"

He shoves me down until my chest is flat against the mahogany desk. He yanks my skirt and panties down in one rough move. They end up tangled around my ankles. I feel the cool air on my bare ass. My legs are spread wide, leaving me totally exposed. I am dripping, the scent of my arousal filling the space. He leans over me, pressing his chest into my back. Then I feel it. The broad, hot head of his cock rubs along my wet slit. He isn't wearing a condom. The feel of his hot skin against mine is almost enough to break me.

He rubbed his tip along my dripping pussy, my back arching in response. “Do you want this dick you slut? I want to hear you beg for it like the good little whore you are.” I squirmed as I felt his big cock pulsate against my clit. “Pleas sir, I want you to fill me up with your cock.” Marcus smirked. “Good girl. That’s my good little pet.” He rammed his cocked into my hole immediately. My body jolted back from the sensation of being filled up to the brim. I gasped, my mind turning into a blank sheet as he slammed into me relentlessly.

John squeaked, “My… prick… is so small—” “Tiny. Use tiny” Anna waved her hand in the air tiredly. “My prick is so tiny, no condom ever fits it” John said, “Even when I'm erect, it's never enough to hold a condom. My ex used to suck it like it were an actual baby pacifier” “My prick is so minute, my girlfriend strokes me with three fingers only. She said she's still with me out of pity” Connor admitted shyly and some of the other guys chuckled.

Sophie pov I took off my skirt and slowly traced lines on my panties, not taking my eyes off the magazine, slowly flipping it to the next page. My breathing grew faster. It was an up-close picture of the woman having her pussy licked by the man. Fuck, I couldn't tease myself any longer. I pulled my panties to one side and slipped a finger into my pussy.

I cried out, arching back against him as he pumped slow and deep. I clutched the sheets, panting. He pulled down my shorts and I kicked them off completely before slipping his fingers in again. “You wear those tiny little shorts and come into my room. Into my bed and grind on my cock.” “I didn’t mean to come in here,” I whimpered. “But you didn’t leave either.” His fingers sped up. I moaned even louder now. “You were gonna come all over my fingers like a needy little slut. Maybe I should leave you hanging longer.”