Arrogant male ego Stories

The hallway stretched before me, a dim tunnel of shadows and muted sounds. The music from the party was a distant thrum, a reminder of the vibrant energy far away. My ruffle-trimmed bodycon dress, a thin veil against the cool air, made me feel soft and vulnerable. As I teetered forward, my heels clicked softly on the polished floor, each tap echoing the nervous flutter in my chest. I looked up at the dark stranger who sto...

At the Samhain Festival, he spotted a curvy redhead dressed in black, her gown exposing her voluptuous breasts. Feeling lucky, he approached from behind, gripping her ass. “Buy you a drink?” Fierce eyes glared at him. “Jeez, loosen up, Pumpkin. Your tits are screaming for attention; I’d be happy to introduce them to my mouth.” In hushed tones, he heard, “Careful, dude, she’s a witch.” “Oh, you’re a witch? Just cast a spel...