Urdu Stories Urdu Novels & Stories

I asked in sheer shock and she played with her fingers nervously before nodding. “Most of the men I've ever gone home with are inexperienced. I do all the work and sometimes I don't even cum. But it's my job to make sure they're happy so I have no choice…” Her voice trailed off and a sweet smile formed on my lips that had her raising her brows in question. “Then I'll be the one to show you what real pleasure is, princess. Come here, place your knees on either side of my face.” I took her hand and she knelt in front of me with a look of confusion on her face.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

"The proposal" I wiped my tears as I heard a knock on the door. “Lana, Are you there honey?” I heard my dads voice. I walked towards the door and let him in. “I’m sorry, I was studying so I closed the door.” I spoke to my dad in a shaky voice. My father sat down on my king size bed that had satin sheets which were slightly messed up. He said, “I’m your father Lana, I can understand your emotions even when you don’t say anything. Come here” He hugged me as I sat beside him.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

She untied me quickly and pulled me into her arms, kissing me softly for the first time that night. “You did so good, baby,” she whispered, stroking my hair. “But we’re not finished yet…”

“Always be vocal, and if he won't listen, kick him out of the bed.” “How about a compromise?” she asked. “If you're going to enjoy it. Next.” “Two: I learnt that having an orgasm is not a bad thing.” “Alas, it's not. It's a damned good thing.” “I learnt that I shouldn't be afraid to try new things. Like the Bdsm thing. Even though we stopped somewhere and didn't go all the way.” He was nodding. “Good, good.” “I learnt that I should not liken myself to pornstars because they're too good to be true.”

Why does she feel like a stranger when she stares at the busy street of Athens, she wants to be like one of them and without learning their language, she will never be one of them. Lucky her, Hussain did try to teach her but damn, the language was not as easy as she thought it will be. She could only get the basic things like please and thank you. "What are you thinking about my love?" Hussain asked kissing the crock of her neck. That was her weak point and he knew it but he decided to be using it against her.