Novel & Cerita Thriller Stories Short

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.

Taking deep breath, she tried to control her heart, otherwise from the way it's beating, it seems like it will get out from her chest any time, and if it keep behaving like this then he will also feel her nervousness, She has already made a bad impression on him that day, now she doesn't want to add anymore insult She was thinking all of this to notice the door locking and a tall, well built figure coming toward bed, until she heard him clearing his throat She was easily scared and startled, and out of nowhere hearing someone clearing their throat made her again jumped as she thought jinn had made noises Her jumping made him startled as his eyes expand on her behavior ≤≥ Omar Shah Almeer, ha

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He thrust once, twice, then buried himself deep in my throat and let go in thick pulses that I had to swallow fast, over and over, until he finally pulled back, letting the last spurt of cum land on my tongue. He pulled out slowly. I gasped, coughing, my lips swollen and shining with his release. He looked down at me, seeming satisfied. “Stand up,” he said. I did as ordered, my legs numb from kneeling for a while. He reached out suddenly and hooked a finger under the front of my thong, tugging it aside. Two thick fingers slid through my soaked folds and curled inside me without warning. I cried out, my hips jerking against his finger. “So wet,” he chuckled. “You liked almost getting caught,

he asked, voice low, closing the distance, the cabin’s privacy amplifying his presence. “Getting there,” I replied, my tone bold but my breath shaky, my adventurous spirit warring with my inexperience. He leaned closer, his scent—leather and spice—enveloping me, his hand brushing my thigh. “Let’s make it more interesting,” he murmured, producing a small vibrator from his pocket, its hum a quiet threat as he slid it under my jeans, pressing it against my clit.

Every lick, every thrust of his fingers pulled me closer to the edge, my breaths coming in short, needy gasps. “I’m so close… don’t stop, please,” I whimpered, back arching off the bed. He doubled down, adding a third finger to stretch me fuller, tongue flicking rapidly now. The orgasm crashed over me suddenly, powerful waves making my walls clamp down hard. I cried out, squirting against his mouth in hot pulses that he drank greedily, not letting up until I was a shaking mess, gently pushing his head away from my oversensitive flesh.

My eyes rolled back, my thighs trembled, and I instinctively reached up, squeezing my nipples while struggling to steady my breathing. “You see? I can fulfill every one of your fantasies, Helen. You just have to tell me, and I’ll fuck them right into you.” Tom’s words came out in a low, husky murmur as he continued driving into me. The relentless rhythm echoed through the air, every thrust making the chair creak beneath us. “Yes… I’m almost there… Please… make me cum.” I pleaded, my voice breaking as another shiver raced down my spine. My pussy quivered around him with every powerful thrust, and my grip tightened until my knuckles turned white.

Then I felt a vibrator right against my clit and I cried out in pleasure, arching my back as he increased the speed to medium. “D-davin please…” I begged, my eyes watering from feeling overstimulated. “It's too much… too much…” If he had listened, I would have been mad. But when he increased the speed of the vibrator to the highest, I felt like I would explode at the pleasure that burst through my sensitive clit. “Oh f-fuck… I'm gonna c-cum—” “Don't you dare cum until I tell you to.” He growled, his tongue lapping my pussy lips while the vibrator continued to stimulate my clit.

Well, I can't fuck myself, someone has to do the fucking" I replied. He chuckled. I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to excite him; years of watching p**n and reading erotic stories had taught me that men love hearing erotic moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because my pussy is actually getting stimulated. The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days.

Only Randell closed his eyes. “You know you want me,” I whispered, wiggling out of my shorts. Now I was only clad in matching bra and panties. I slowly drew the lacy scraps of my thong down my ass and stepped out. Then, I unclasped my bra and let it drop to the floor. I stepped out of the tiny little puddle of lingerie and cupped both breasts. “Look at these tits…have you ever seen such ripe, pretty and perfect titties?” I pinched both nipples and gasped as they pebbled. “And how about this pussy? Sweet and tight, I promise. You know you want to taste. Why fight it?”