Naughty Novels & Stories

Mackenzie said furiously he planned to fly back home and attend his duties as a secret member of Royal family in his city. In prison Joshua Brooks is regretting his involvement with Jona Adams. He thought that she was just a naive wet behind in the ears woman claiming to be tough, but how could he be wrong, there's nothing beautiful in her except her beautiful body and heavenly face. She is a conniving devil woman. He urged him to transact illegal business, her business. In exchange for favors in the bedroom. Then when he was caught she dropped him off like a rag claiming she never knew him. He won't be surprised if she is the one who frame him up.

A sinless beauty often lures the darkest devils, obscured in an overcast waiting to ravage on her scrumptious body. Please vote, follow and comment your thoughts..🍂

Perhaps, he was beginning to act according to my lustful thought of him. I watched him climb the seat and began working on the air conditioner again. I stood there and did nothing but gazed at him while folding my hands. My thoughts were deeper than anyone would have guessed. I was thinking some naughty things about him. I wish he could come down and begin to touch me allover aggressively, for that's how I wanted it at that moment. No just touching me but, will also take me to the bed where we would do the unthinkable. Yes, he could pull my pants off with ease. There would be no resistance whatsoever. I will give him the free access he needed to my entire body

"Oh Santa Naughty girls get pricks not sticks. Long hard pricks." She could feel her nipples getting harder and harder as he rolled them with his thumb and massaged with taunt stroking circular pressure. Her pussy was dripping in her panties. "My naughty pussy is feeling very naughty and wet." "I love naughty wet pussy." Chris replied as he imagined the deep red darkness of her panties soaked with her creaminess. He could see the hungry lust in her eyes as she continued her locked eye focus on his cock. "Would you like a candy cane little girl?"

He sits me down on the edge of his desk and moves between my legs. “What’s that?” My words are barely above a whisper. “Laying you across my desk and eating your pussy.” “Taylor!” “There you go saying my name again. I think you’re baiting me because you really are my naughty girl.” He starts to push up my skirt, and I don’t stop him. In fact, I part my thighs. Would it be so bad to be a little naughty? Maybe just this once.

I'm really not in the mood for a fight or whatever I can see this turning into. “Do not listen to her, baby. They are both just bitter old hags.” “Of course I know. I mean look at her,” Nina jabbed a finger in my direction, “look how pathetic and disgusting she is. What makes you think that I can be compared to your friend? She is nothing! Mo man would want to have anything to do with a low life like her.” Ouch. That wounded me. Like I was being stabbed, but I still said nothing.

“You are getting naughty,” “Not as naughty as you,” he smirked. “Fine, where do you want to lick it?” he asked, I rake my brain wanting to figure out the sexiest place we could make out but I can’t picture anyone. “Maybe, you should suggest,” I said. “My room? Bathroom? Under the moonlight? “Not bad, maybe I could go for all three,” “Stacy, you are one hell of a naughty wolf,” “I like to be naughty for you,” he tittered.

He looks at me and chuckles. “What words drove you wilder than others?” Thinking about it, the ones that did - ‘Kitten’ indeed, but ‘naughty’? Something about that word made me want to please him but in a bad way. I feel if he called me naughty every time, I would be getting myself into a lot of trouble. “You calling me ‘naughty’.” It was like I was being told off for being pleasured, for enjoying myself and getting wet from his touch and words. Thinking back, I have to admit, also him saying my pussy was his.

“Shh. Just relax, Mommy. You were dreaming about me anyway—I could tell by the way you were squirming under the sheets when I slipped in. Now be a good nanny and push those beautiful tits together for me. I want to fuck them properly.” Heat exploded across my face. My nipples tightened into aching peaks, brushing the sides of his shaft with every thrust. I hated how my body responded—how my pussy clenched hard at his filthy words, fresh wetness already slicking my folds. Thirty-eight years old. His nanny. And yet my hands betrayed me, sliding up to cup the undersides of my heavy breasts, pressing them tighter around his cock until the soft, warm flesh enveloped him completely.

His cheeks were extra rosy and his belly heaved from the exertion. I didn’t care what anyone said; Santa was fucking sexy! I crawled to Santa and gently slipped his sticky cock in my mouth, tasting myself and his cum on my tongue. I bathed him clean, sucking his rod sweetly until he patted my head with an approving smile. “Naughty and nice…my favorite kind of girl,” he murmured with a hearty chuckle. I pulled away and wiped at my mouth, wishing he’d fuck me again but I knew he had a big job to do and there were plenty of other naughty girls waiting for him.