Short Spicy Books Novels & Stories

Speaking of the book. She looks at the clock in the bathroom. It’s still early, and being a Saturday, no one is up yet. But feeling wide awake now, Candace decides on a bath. Pulling off her boy shorts and chemise, she grabs the bottle of Entice. It’s strange, but while ready the book the girl became so entranced by it that when she finally came out of her stupor she found that she held the same bottle that was in every single one of the stories.

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.

After casually flipping through the pages, she was shocked to learn it was a book on the historical literature of the Archad ethnic group. She wasn't fluent in Archadic and could only understand a little. She looked up at the lazily lounging man on the couch while asking, "You're proficient in Archadic?" Spencer nodded. "Yeah, I briefly learned it once." Lucille cocked a brow, doubting that he had only learned it briefly. She bet it wasn't as brief as he made it out. "Have you read all of these books?" She spoke again, expressing her doubt. She had glanced at the area and guessed there were at least 200 books of various types. There were books about biographies, historical literature, financ

I hastily asked … not pausing or stopping the fast fucking rhythm “Yes” she replied “now give me a gallon of hot spunk. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me like Andrea did in the tackroom. When I saw that, I just had to have you. I loved the taste of your cum as it dribbled out of her ………….

Lila’s POV The university’s bell has finally rang after waiting for almost two hours for this boring subject. I never liked math. For me, that was the most boring subject ever. Numbers, after numbers, and then numbers again. Tsk tsk. All I want to learn is cocks and cocks and dick. Smirking at my own thoughts, I took all my things and immediately left our room. The next subject is my favorite one. Not because I actually love the subject, but because our Prof is so hot I want to bed him even for a night.

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

He could just extend his tongue to pop a ripe grape into his mouth like Caesar, or kiss the soft soles of his mother's gorgeous delicate feet. 'Fun meals' were a play on words from that restaurant chain. Some might not like this, but I saw what I saw. Whether it was a burger, or cocktail shrimp, the dish rested on the softly rippling abs of his in-shape mother. What made them a 'fun meal' was that the condiments were, umm, on top of her feminine place entrance. Yes, he was dipping shrimp there and delighting in them. Some would find it incredibly off-putting but others (myself included) would find it absolutely riveting.

I whispered as my p***y sent pulse after pulse to my brain. ‎Every flick of his tongue seemed to spark the electric feeling. All my nerves were centered at the one spot. I felt him enter me with one finger, drawing it out then pushing back in. In and out, in and out, until I was a groaning, writhing mess. Then it was two fingers f*****g my p***y as his mouth continued to treat my clit. ‎

Elias Voss gripped Marcus by the shoulder and Lila by the arm as he marched them out of the library. His steps were long and firm across the dark campus paths toward their family home, No one spoke. The air felt thick with tension. Lila’s heart pounded so hard she thought it might burst. Her thighs were still sticky from Marcus’s cum. The marks on her ass burned with every movement.. Inside the house, Elias pushed them into his lavish home office. Heavy wooden shelves lined the walls with books on literature and hidden volumes on darker desires. A large desk dominated the center. He shut the door with a quiet click that sounded louder than any shout.