Novel & Cerita Thriller Stories Short

This short story of how I would eat your pussy. It was written just for you. Read it and enjoy it while stroking your sweet wet pussy. I want you to get wet. I mean really wet reading about me doing this to you baby. I want your body hurting badly, nipples hard and your clit swollen and throbbing before you insert anything into it. You might even want to print it and lay back on your bed and love your body while you read it. It's my special gift to you.

It was 11pm at night when Nikhil Khanna drove off in his car to the hotel Grad Shine. On his way , he stopped his car and when he was parking it in the parking lot , he noticed a beautiful girl wearing a red coloured lacy short frock with her cleavage popping out .Along with it she was wearing black jacket and black coloured female boots with high heels.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

The rain lashed the leaded windows of Blackthorn Manor like it wanted inside. Elara had come for the architecture, centuries-old stone, gargoyles dripping water, the kind of place that made ghost stories feel plausible. She was twenty-nine, alone, a freelance photographer chasing decay and beauty for a coffee-table book no one would buy. The caretaker had let her in after hours with a knowing smile and a single brass key.

This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE! As the shorter man’s small cock is trying its hardest to make its way down my throat, barely reaching my tonsils, it looks as if the other four are ready for me now. One is walking over with the mesmerizing black horse hair flogger, the handle bound in a perfect wrapping of red and black leather while the second man grabs a scary pair of stainless-steel butterfly nipple clamps. The third has nothing but his beautifully, but only semi-hard 9-inch black cock. The fourth seems to be holding back, simp

His thumb pressed firmer against my clit. Pleasure coiled tight in my belly again. Hot. Sharp. Overwhelming. My legs trembled. My moans turned into soft cries. I stroked him faster, matching his pace. His cock throbbed in my hand. It was hot, hard, and leaking steadily. “Ryder… I’m close,” I gasped. “I know,” he growled against my ear. “Come for me again. Let me feel you squeeze my fingers.” He curled harder. Pressed his thumb right against my clit. Thrust deep.

"That's a good thing, right? Intense is sexy." "Tash, something happened," I said, my voice barely a whisper. And then, the whole story came pouring out of me. The locked drawer, the journal, getting caught, the blackmail, the deal. I left out no detail. I told her everything—my fear, my shame, and my sick, twisted arousal. When I was finished, the room was silent. Tasha just stared at me, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes wide with shock. "Holy shit," she finally breathed out. "Holy. Fucking. Shit, Elara."

Heat flooded me, spilling out when he finally pulled free. No break. Another cock took his place immediately—longer, curved slightly. He entered me in one brutal thrust, hitting spots that made my vision spark even in the dark. He gripped my hips and pounded—fast, punishing. The man in my mouth matched the pace, fucking my throat in short, sharp strokes.

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum