Flirty Texts Novels & Stories

Sexy. “Sorry, I need to tell my friend that I won't be coming back to our room. She’s—” “Take your time, princess,” he said softly, kissing my knuckles, and I gave him a warm smile, suddenly feeling free with him. His little gestures and flirtatious wink turns me on. And now my nipple is so hard, I said, rock already. Taking my phone out of my little pouch bag strapped to my waist, I quickly sent Angel a text, telling her that I was off to some shenanigans with a very cute stranger, and a smile on my lips.

-Veronica Langford- -I’ll spread your legs wide open and eat that pussy up till you’re a moaning, squirming mess and I won’t stop until your thighs and legs are shaking - I bit my lip and covered my face with my pillow after reading the dirty text from a guy I was texting -Yes baby. I want you to lick me until I’m dripping all over your face. I’m going to sit on your face, and I’ll ride your tongue and grind against your nose until I can't take it anymore- I texted him back, waiting for his response.

Tell me how they feel. A shiver ran through me. I hesitated, then let my fingers slip lower, brushing the lace. It was damp already, clinging to my folds. My cheeks burned, but the words tumbled out. Me: Soft, but they're getting wet. Thinking about you does that. God, was I really saying this? To a stranger? But he wasn't a stranger, not really. These texts had built something intimate, raw. Unknown Number: Good girl. Slide your hand inside. Rub that pussy for me. Slow circles. I want you soaked.

“Maybe I donʼt want you to restrain yourself.” “Thatʼs a dangerous thing to say to a man whoʼs been thinking about bending you over every flat surface for the past twenty-four hours.” Her smile turns wicked. “Itʼs cruel to sex-text a woman and do nothing about it.” She kisses me. And fuck. I lose it.

Shouldn’t I cuss him out for being okay with the constant flirting and the fucking sexy texts he shoots me in between breakfast? I try not to respond but my fingers are constantly begging me to do something and I end up picking up my phone and my lips twitch upwards when I read his messages. He’s sitting right in front of me while my mum moves around in the kitchen. She’s back early. Her night shifts always left her exhausted but here she was rambling about her co-worker, again.

He said breaking my trance as I looked at the screen to see him seeing his own pictures that Nishant clicks and sends me. "How many pictures have sended by now?" He asked me while still looking at the screen while I calculated. "42 or something." I said looking at him while he just scoffed. Why is he frowning tho? He doesn't even look nor looks like he is hating something cause obviously I and Nishant actually never go beyond the teasing line. Flirting is like once in a blue moon and it's also like complimenting each other which works as a confidence booster and nothing else.

Tell me what did I do, babe )): I chuckled, shaking my head, and walked in the corner when Katherine tried to pry over my shoulder and read our texts. Nothing your kisses, hands, and mouth cant fix ;-) Can’t* I sent him the text and waited for his reply as three dots appeared on the screen. TheBe(D)StFriend: nghowhf. Okay, eat something healthy in snacks, I think I will exhaust you by the time i'd be done with u 👅💦 I blushed seeing the tongue and sprinkling water emoji at the end of his text. I could already feel the anxiousness building in my stomach and smiled lazily.

“Joking is allowed. Joking is your cover. You tease, he teases back. That’s how you open space for flirting without feeling naked.” I hesitated. “I don’t know.” “Okay, different approach,” she said. “He says, ‘Hey, can you help me with something?’ You say, ‘If it’s math, yes. If it’s murder, I need at least 24 hours’ notice." I laughed in spite of myself. “That’s stupid.” “But funny,” she said. “You’re funny. You just never let him see it in texts.” I picked at the seam of my shorts. “What if he doesn’t reply the way you think? What if he just says, ‘It’s not murder, it’s code’ and we go back to normal?”

I looked at my phone and finally decided to text Leo: [Hey. I'd really love to see you again, I had fun last weekend. I'm not sure though. Eve x] About 10 minuets later he replied: [I could tell that you had fun. You're so sexy. You have nothing to worry about. Leo] [Thank you, you're sweet, and sexy too. E x] I added on the 'sexy too' to be a little flirtatious; I wasn't sure if I was going to see him again but I wanted him to know I was interested.

I decided to text him back as a giant smile played on my face. "Hi, it's okay. Are you texting me from your personal phone number?" He responded a minute later. "Yes. Why?" "Nothing, curious" "You're always curious" "Wow, you noticed." "I notice a lot of things" "Is that one of your talents?" I decided to be funny. "Precisely. I'm a man of many talents" Is he flirting with me? "I don't doubt that, I have a surprise for you..." I decided to be just as ominous as him.