Very Short Stories Novels & Stories

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

I experience a short reprieve as shorter brown haired man shoves him unconfidently out of the way. I’m very grateful, I must say, that this cock is quite a bit wider but far shorter at maybe only 4 inches. 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!

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

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.

His massive 11-inch cock pressed against my entrance again. “Your pussy is so small and your ass is tiny like meat pie,” he whispered darkly, thrusting into me in one slow, brutal stroke. I gasped, back arching as he stretched my tight walls. “I feel like spanking your ass and pussy until they’re red and swollen.”

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.

My breath came short and broken. Fingers dipped inside me. Shallow. They curled just enough. Then they pulled out. Slick and shining. One woman held them up. “Look how wet she is,” she said. Her voice sounded reverent. “Human cúnt feels different. So soft. So tight.” They laughed quiet. They kept touching. Stroking. Teasing. Mouths moved on my neck. My shoulders. My bréasts. Tongues flicked. Teeth grazed. They always stopped short. Never enough to let me fall.

Lyle's face twisted in horror as he watched Nath unbuttoned his trousers. “To be on the safe side….” Nath leaned over and snatched the phone from Lyle's weak grasp and quickly took a picture of his roommate's bare ass. He sent it to himself. He droped the phone and winked at Lyle. “A little assurance just in case you want to go broadcasting our little adventures.” “What adventure?” asked Lyle in a shaky voice. “This one,” said Nath, revealing his very long, very thick cock. “No!” “Yes, Lyle boy,” Nath said and moved closer. “I have to see how it feels. Is it as tight as a pussy? More enjoyable?”

There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her. “My favorite one was the story about the daughter that goes on a Road Trip with her daddy,” Franny crooned. As she said it, her eyes glanced up at Bob and I saw a crooked grin wash across his face. “Yes. I like that story too,” Bob growled softly. “It made me appreciate our motor coach in a whole new light,” he chuckled.

He said my name like a prayer. "Please let me cum Taylor, fuck! I'm cumming" Silence followed. my chest rose and fell. Heart racing. Mind spinning. The building settled back into quiet. I stared at the ceiling, dazed. “I just… got off with my neighbor through a wall,” I whispered. "Fuck Taylor, I made a mess, my cum's everywhere but inside you"