Naughty Novels & Stories

"Of course, good girls also have a naughty side that needs to be fulfilled, don't they?" Sabrina nodded her head excitedly and hummed an affirmative.

“Parent trap,” she says, counting the pins in her hand. “Sorry I took too many, I didn't count them at first.” “It's okay, take as many as you like,” I tell her. “See you in thirty minutes, and don't start F.U.C.K—” “F.u.c.k, fuck!” Arabella says, “Auntie Nova you said a naughty word.” “I keep forgetting she spells,” Nova winces. “Hell, at least Ella was good for something.” she sighs, ushering Arabella out of the room.

"You are naughty aren't you?" She smiled "I am your naughty girl" Smiling back at her, I lowered myself as I trailed kisses down her thigh. My head disappeared in between her thighs. "Oh, shit," she squealed, clamping her thighs together, crushing my head "Dame Gabe you're killing me"

More like moan. He just hums and continues kissing me. "Baby,stop." I say a bit louder. He doesn't listen. *flashback continue* "Please don't do it. Please. I don't want it." I beg as he pulls my underwear down. "I think you do. Being a bad girl on purpose. You want daddy's cock. Naughty girl." He says smirking sadistically. "No Tommy. Stop it. Stop! I don't want it! Stooooop!" I scream.

The woman retorted with a sarcastic chuckle. "Really? Well, keep dreaming that," Bienley said, giving the girls the same sarcastic chuckle, which sparked another outrage. "You know what, I'm not gay, and whenever a girl catches my eye, my dick usually goes wild. But looking at all of you, I'd rather fuck a lamppost." Bienley casually continued, boldly staring at their chests and the short skirts they were wearing. "Have you heard about the Casanova?" After receiving no response from the tongue-tied girls, he went on.

Nai: “You okay there Naraja? You're lookin’ a little sad n’ wonky in the face. You okay? You okay?” Naraja: “I hear you! I hear you! Geez! First of all, who the hell says ‘sad ‘n wonky’ in the same sentence and I’m alright, I’m alright my face just tends to do this, don't worry about it too much, k.” Nai: “Hmmm, if y’a say so but if there’s something bothering you, just say so.” Naraja: “Aah, ‘just say so’, huh. I’ll keep that in mind in the back of my mind as a mental tab...”

"Yes, Daddddyyyyy! Give it to me! Ahhhh! Yes! Yes! Ahhhh! Harder! Fuck me harder! Ahhhhhh! Mmmmm! You're f*cking me so good! More, more, mooorrrreee!” "My naughty, dirty girl! Uhhm! Uhhh! Greena! You feel so good around me! You're only mine, baby! Your slutty p*ssy is sucking me in! Ahhh! Uhhh! Yeah, baby, squeeze my cock! Yeah! Uhhh! Uhhhh!”

"So let me hear what you got." "Alright, well, I am thinking so far the story is exciting, and scary like I wanted but not very naughty. I think we need to improvise things so the rest of the story is really, really, naughty." "I see. Come over here baby . . . sit down . . . tell me exactly what you mean by naughty?"

He mutters as he slips my panties to the side, and I gasp when he thrusts two fingers inside my pussy. "Hmm," James groans as he holds my gaze, his fingers slipping in and out of me, and cries of his name leave my lips as I begin to rock against his fingers. He chuckles, "Such a naughty little girl." His eyes roam across mine as he adds, "My naughty little girl." His whisper of the words sends a warm sensation through me, mixed with the feeling of ecstasy that his fingers give me, and I feel my high near as pleasure overwhelms my body.

Seriously. What is this stuff?” Jeff rubs his fingers over the top of my cheap-ass, dime-store mule. “Naugahyde,” I say, pushing my shoulders back, showing off my conical boobs and my pink fuzzy sweater. “Nauga-what?” It does not escape my notice that his finger briefly slips beneath the band of fake plasticine leather to stroke my bare skin. His touch sizzle-pops up my calf, burns a line of fire behind my knee and tickles slowly up my inner thigh. The sensation lands with a