Dirty Talk Adalah Novels & Stories

"And I'm not being kinky. I just want it to be... nice." "Lex, you’ve literally got 'Get the cunt waxed' written in glitter pen," Ava chirped in, pointing at the spot I'd buried my notepad. Jenna let out a dramatic sigh as she nodded at Ava. "She's been acting like a prude for years, but clearly, those romance novels she reads have finally rotted her brain in the best way possible. Is he going to pin her to the wall? Is there going to be a lot of dirty talk?"

Celine sitting on my dick while Tori rubs her clit? Fuck.

Filthy and loving and real. Maria smiled knowingly, sliding plates our way without a word about the obvious tension crackling between us. “Eat up, you two. Big day at the office. Lila and I have a dinosaur museum field trip planned—complete with the roaring exhibit.” Breakfast turned into beautiful chaos: Lila “rawring” between every bite, syrup smeared across her cheeks and my blouse, Dante feeding me bites of pancake straight from his fork while his free hand rested high on my thigh under the island. His fingers teased the edge of my garters, dipping just beneath the skirt to brush my slick folds, pushing a little more of his cum back inside me every time I shifted. Every brush made me cle

It was like this unspeakable game between the two us, he was quick to take on the challenge. A grimace crept to my lips as I started touching myself too, slowly until my fingers found my wet soaked pussy. The room was dimly lit and between that and the steam in the air, only little was left to imagination but it was more than enough. As a finger entered me, I let out a soft moan which only echoed louder, and then two.

Lila came repeatedly, losing count as orgasms blended into one long wave of pleasure. They moved to the bedroom. The men took her together in every combination. Lila riding Marcus while sucking Javier. Both men focusing on her pleasure with fingers, tongues, and cocks. At one point, she was sandwiched between them—Marcus taking her from behind while Javier filled her mouth. The sensations were overwhelming, filthy, and incredibly liberating. Dirty talk filled the room. “You’re ours tonight.” “Come for us, beautiful.” Lila screamed through her most intense orgasm yet, squirting across the sheets as both men worked her relentlessly.

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."