Young Hot Novels & Stories

She questions and I smile as I applaud her. "It was beautiful. And to think your round self could dance. "I reply and tease. "Hey! I'm not round, nor fat. I'm just thick. And so are you. "She replies, and I burst into a fit of laughter. Johan is a cute shortie, who is indeed thick. She has a portable stature and isn't in any way fat. I just felt like pulling her legs. I watch her open her legs, and out the phone between her legs. Back up there, somewhere.

Aurelia “Well, well, well,” Cassie, my new college best friend shouted over the pounding bass, leaning in so I could hear her, “Aurelia the good girl in a club.” I rolled my eyes, the neon lights strobing across her amused face. Good girl. If only she knew. Good girls didn’t let their stepbrothers fuck them in locked bathrooms. Good girls didn’t spread their legs under breakfast tables while four other people chatted about mergers and wedding dates.

Tatiana Did I think Hasan is hot? Seriously? What kind of sick joke is this? Of course, Hasan is hot. Insane, drop-dead gorgeous man with f*ck*ng Arabic genes that just makes him surreal. Everyone either envied him, wanted to be like him, or wanted to be with him, and I was no different. I mean, have you seen his full, plump lips? The way he bites his lower lip, the way his brows crest cutely when he frowns, or the way his deep eyes switch from innocent to bedroom eyes that hold you under a spell? He was sculpted from another race.

He places his hands on one of their butt cheeks and spreads her open. “Shove it up my ass, Baby!” One of the girls shout, to the cheers of the various woman in the room. Number Seven is happy to oblige, and he pushes his dick up her bum. She lower to her elbows, her tits swinging and brushing the bedspread as she look straight ahead. She bare her teeth and grunt as she feel his balls rest against her pussy. He’s all the way in. “Yes! Fuck my ass!” She beg. “Fuck my cute, little bum!”

I think I'm falling for a skinhead. It's a dirty fling, I tell myself. One where I'm forced to stay with a hot guy, clean up his and his gang's shit, and have nasty sex with him. Sounds sick when I think of it that way. The kind of sick that turns me on.

He lifted his face up and gave her a charming smile. "That sounds good ...I like it. Be my Hot Princess." The husky voice whispered, pulled her body against his and started kissing her hard, hot, and hungry. The two bodies helped to increase the temperature, turning the ice into the hot steam under the moonlight and stars.

“Hey, Cali.” I turned in my seat, eyeing the young man who had sidled up to my side. “Hey, YB.” I gave him a smile. “You doing ok?” His eyebrows shot up as he chuckled. “Hey, that was going to be my line.” “Sorry.” I gave a small shrug. YB was young. Younger than me by several years and from what Truth had told me, been hanging around the club since he was fourteen. Desperate to patch in. Which he had done only a year ago. The youngest patched member they had. Hence the name Young Blood.

See you in a minute. A dark, intoxicating thrill surged through me, washing the pain away and replacing it with the intoxicating rush of power. With shaking, deliberate fingers, I opened a new message to Vera from his account, perfectly mimicking his cold, arrogant syntax: Don't bother coming up. Had a long night, I'm already asleep. I deleted the thread, wiped the logs clean, and tossed the phone back onto the leather seat just as the shower water clicked off. The bathroom handle began to turn.

I asked while shoving my English textbook in and taking out History. “I don’t turn eighteen until next month. It’s totally within the scope of the law.” He was grinning like a fool and I couldn’t help but smile. We started walking towards the next class that we had together. “I’m telling you this girl is hot. Like she-pushed-Susan-off-the-hotness-chart hot.” “Oh yeah? Does she have big boobs? Is that what makes her so hot?” Everyone knew that Dante’s description of a hot girl was one whose breasts were like soccer balls. Luke snickered and patted Dante’s shoulders.

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙴 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙳 𝙾𝚄𝚃. "𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄." 𝙸 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳.