Novel & Cerita Naughty Poetry

"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?"

"If a person writes a detailed scenario... a dirty, illicit fantasy... creates a world where rules don't exist... is that person guilty of wanting it to happen?" The air left my lungs. He wasn't talking about the law. He was talking about us. About the scene I wrote. About the scene he read. "I..." I stammered. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. "Speak up, Maya," he challenged, dropping the 'Miss Lin'. "You seem to have a vivid imagination. Use it." I clenched my hands under the desk. I thought about my writing. I thought about the comment from Titan_X praising my understanding of power dynamics.

“Well, if you keep banging it the way you did last night, it might wear off sooner than you expect.” I laughed out loud, almost losing my breath. I have never heard someone say something that vulgar and she said it so casually.. “What the fuck, Sabrina! How do you even say something that nasty and be so cool about it?” “Um, it just came out and by the way, what was that hardcore banging all about? It was like you were trying to overimpress me or something.” I knew exactly what she was doing. She was trying to get words from my mouth but I was smarter.