Short Sexy Story Novels & Stories

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

There he was, standing in the doorway, his chest bare, his intense brown eyes locking onto hers. In one swift motion, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her inside, his lips crashing against hers with a hunger that left her gasping. His kiss was rough, desperate, and everything she craved. She melted into him, her fingers finding their way to his shoulders as he pushed her back against the cool glass of the window. His hands roamed her body with a raw need, tugging at the oversized shirt she wore until it fell to the floor, leaving her bare before him. The cool air hardened her nipples, and the way his eyes darkened as they roamed her made her shiver with need.

In my fantasy, Steven growled against my ear, voice low: “You’ve been teasing me for years, baby girl. Parading around in these shorts, bending over where I can see that pretty pussy. This tight cunt is mine now.” I whimpered, pushing the tip of my finger into my ass while the other hand drove deeper into my pussy. The fullness was overwhelming. My thighs trembled, sweat slicked my back, and the T- shirt bunched up my breasts. I could feel my nipples hard and aching, rubbing against the sheets with every movement. I flipped onto my back again, spreading my legs wide, knees almost to my shoulders. The position left me completely exposed and vulnerable, just like I wanted to be for him.

Her tan legs are long and look so smooth and I have images of me burying my face between them flash through my mind, I have to try and subtly shift so I can hide my hardening cock but I’m not sure how successful I am when Selina glances at me with a confused smile on her face. At around midnight, we are all yawning and decide it’s time for bed. Clarissa and Selina head for Clarissa’s room and I head for my bedroom, my cock is still rock hard and is throbbing and in desperate for some relief. I close my bedroom door, boot up my computer and load some schoolgirl p**n. I’m watching a teen girl in a schoolgirl outfit getting fucked hard from behind when I hear a moan that isn’t coming from the s

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.

She closed her next page, her fingers lingering on the paper, feeling the warmth of the paint and the lingering heat of the story. "He held me tightly as his breath was very hot against my neck as he called out my name. His movement became more urgent. I clung to him, my nails digging deeper into his shoulder. While my legs tighten against his waist as if it keeps him anonymous from escaping. And then in a rush of raw, we climax together. My body shuddered as I cried out, while he groaned into my neck. He released a powerful cum that left us breathing."

He smiled a bit, briefly too, and then kissed me again, slow and sweet. And in that quiet room, with the house still empty around us, I knew we weren’t done. Not even close. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Even through the gray cotton of his shorts, the bulge was impossible to miss. It was thick and heavy. It strained so hard against the fabric that I could see every ridge and every vein outlined in sharp relief. My mouth went dry. My core clenched involuntarily. A sudden, aching pulse of want made my thighs press together.

“And if you catch me?” Maksim’s smile was slow and dangerous. “I fuck you raw in the snow until the only name you ever remember is mine.” He leaned forward, dropping his head until his mouth was right against her ear. “Then I’ll make you watch it.” He took a step back. A beat passed, then another. She bolted. He threw his head back and laughed. She was one kinky motherfucker. She was quite fast for a small person but he gave her a ten-second head start because he wasn’t a completely horrible person.

“Do you want to pretend, or do you want to stop being the only fool in the room?” He kissed me before I finished the question. Desperate. Clumsy. Angry. I responded with the same fire. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t even lust. It was vengeance laced with need. We clawed at each other like two people who’d been starving for too long. I pulled down his shorts. He ripped my bikini bottom. I lay back on the guest bed, legs spread, body ready. And he slid into me like he’d been waiting years for it.