Funny Flirt Lines Novels & Stories

Elena looked up at him with a flirty smile, her cheeks flushed and her full breasts bouncing with every push. “Inside me, Mike. Fill up this cheating pussy with your hot cum. I want to feel you dripping out of me all day while I think about how much better you are than him. Come on, handsome, give it to your naughty married girl.” Mike grinned and picked up speed, his strong hands holding her hips tight. “You’re such a flirty tease, Elena.

I was furious. ‘What’s so damn funny? It was stupid and unprofessional of me.’ ‘Come on, Connie. We have been working together for three years; three years of living in each other’s pockets, sharing hotel rooms sometimes when the budget was tight, and I have never seen you flirt! Let go for once.’ ‘Ha!’ I snorted. ‘Well it happened this time! I let go.’ ‘Oh dear. What happened next, little Miss Lascivious?’ I hesitated. She recited that line like smutty poetry in a girls’ school playground. Was she taking this seriously? I hedged a little more.

’ [Hi guys, your Boss called me to his room. She stood a little way from them and put a hand on her hip striking a sassy pose she lowered her eyes and then looked up at them through her lashes before licking her bottom lip. Her flirtatiousness worked, it only took a quick glance to see both of them were as hard as nails as they raked her up and down hungrily, ‘È un uomo fortunato.’ [He is a lucky man.] One of them said and the other rubbed his groin,

"I have been calling you for so long. Your number is busy?" I giggle playfully. "Aaammm- maybe, I'm talking to someone else. Like some guy- more handsome and dashing than you" It's fun to pull his leg which I don't usually do because I don't get a chance. He's hardly jealous. Too understanding husband is not always fun. "Oh", he exclaims. "So, who was flirting? You or him?" Am I teasing him or he's teasing me? I roll my eyes. "Umm. Both", I shrug.

I had no idea why, but I was especially in love with this spot. "When I have sex with your beautiful, tight little cunt, it will hurt at first. The pressure will be painful. You might feel like you have to pee. You might release some air. If you want to stop, just say so. I won't be disappointed." Understatement of the century. She'd already been everything I'd ever imagined being with just by existing. Klaus clenched the coat hanger harder, her knuckles white. "Just get in, Flinn. I don't care if I fart on you—I want my ass fucked."

Getting done with the bickering of the two and trying to avoiding shooting his two men between their eyes, he stood up and walks towards the bar. The stools are still empty and she has her chin sitting above her balled hands. "Oh, hi, what do you want to drink?" She asked lively. "Would it be available if I ask to drink your cum?" With those vulgar words he said, she just laughed it off and shrug. "I'm sorry but my cum won't satisfy you, say an ice pick cat fish could wet your beak." "No, I'd have martini." He flirted using his eyes. He knows how he could attract women by just those dangerous eyes.

The drink's incredibly delicious, the liquor dances over my taste buds, slowly heating my body and loosening the built-up tension. “It’s a Flirtini.” His upper lip twitches in amusement, and I raise my brows. “I think it’s the perfect cocktail for you.” He whispers in a seductive tone. Which does absolutely nothing for my sex drive. I glance at Chrissy, who can hardly bear Angelo's never-ending string of unsuccessful attempts at flirting. I can't help but ponder about her current emotions, now that the tables have turned. As I take another sip from my drink, I can't help but find their interaction quite entertaining.

“In the city earlier today, someone knocked into me. It was you or your friend that you were with… Well, at least I thought it was…” “Ahh, yes, you walked into me.” He smiled. “Nooo, I think you walked into me… Have you seen my height?” I used my hands to emphasize my short arsed-ness. He nodded with a laugh, “Yeah, it’s kinda hard not to notice.” Ahh flirting I see. I’m rusty, but I’ll give it a go. #

“If your future wife disobeys… will you punish her in private or make it a public lesson?” Everyone burst into a ridiculous high pitched laughter that sounded forced. I nearly choked on my drink. What the hell? He chuckled lowly, raising his brow. “That depends… on how creative her disobedience is.” More laughter. Flirty eyes thrown at him. Fake smiles. Like hyenas begging to be devoured. I didn’t get what was funny. I really didn’t. I forced a smile, sipped water, and counted the exits.

Hot Ecology Guy: That sounds like a challenge Me: Just stating facts, ask Mina Me: I’m changing your contact name to Tyler *eye roll* is there a last name Hot Ecology Guy: There’s only one way I will give you my last name ;) This boy and his wink emojis are ridiculous, but I know I have been smiling and laughing this whole conversation. He’s a shameless flirt, but nothing vulgar or obscene. I think I might actually be enjoying myself. Me: Smooth. Are you just going to keep trying to play me with pick up lines? Hot Ecology Guy: Depends..Are they working? Me: I am laughing if that was the goal