Raunchy Novels & Stories

his breath was heavier “Like a slut” I felt myself get wetter as green eyes finished the words for him. They seem to notice the impact of that title on me, because the next instant Brown hair was right in my face. “Are you a slut?” I parted my lips yet the only sound that escaped were soft breaths. He nudged me, “Say it…” “I…” My chest was thumping hard, blood racing yet I couldn’t speak…maybe from excitement. Brown smirked, “Of course you’re a slut. Only a slut would agree to be locked up in a room with strange men, begging to me fucked senseless.”

“You’re embarrassed? I’ve seen you come around my cock more times than I can count. Don’t even get me started with how loud you get when it’s my fingers fucking you.” I cringed. “Again, don’t say that.” “You’re weird, Ayra. I’ve seen you naked, and you still blush when I say shit like fucking?” “Your mouth lacks any filter. I get the appeal of cursing now and then, but you’re crass.” “You love it.” “That’s still up for debate.” “Back to the window. There’s a remote control you could have pressed that would turn the glass opaque. I guess the girls didn’t tell you.”

“I want to feel his c-ck against mine as I thrust into you.” “F-k,” she laughed light-heartedly. “You boys are so naughty!” “You’re only touching the surface,” Rhett promised, his eyes heavy lidded as he stroked over his pierced c-ck. “Give us twenty years or so, and we’ll show you precisely how naughty we can be.”

I muttered as I began to flick through the profiles. Who had even gathered this applications? Was this an application for a secetary job or a modelling shoot? My eyebrows rose higher and higher as I flicked through each profile to see each one worse than the other. ‘No. Too much hair’ ‘Why is she smiling so much? I don’t trust women like this’ ‘She looks incompetent, I mean why so much makeup?’ I muttered to myself as I discarded profile after profile. Arnou was almost on the floor dying from laughter and I kicked him in irritation.

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Scott's face turns slightly red, but he smiles. "I can't sing worth nothing, darling." Martina grips my arm and whispers in my ear. "I swear if Ryker didn't mark me last night, my panties would have just flown off." Okay, how can I not laugh at that? Poor Scott's face gets redder, so I'm pretty sure he heard what she said. Based on the look Ryker has right now and how he's pulling Martina against him, I believe he heard as well.

I typed fast, pulse already hammering. First search: amateur gày blowjob compilation. Too soft. Skipped. Next: raw breeding bareback. Closer, but still not it. I muttered under my breath, scrolling thumbnails. “Come the fück on… give me something filthy.” “Rough gày dom/sub… no, too staged.” Cursor hovered. “Fück, prison shower scene? Lame.” Clicked anyway. Watched ten seconds of bad lighting and fake grunts. Closed the tab. “Shít. Useless.”

“Every man’s had this at some point. There’s literally nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about I can’t help being nervous, okay? “I just don’t like the idea of some stranger poking around down there.” “Oh, I dunno about that,”Ricky teased. “Having a stranger poke around down there sounds kinda fun to me. “Yeah, maybe to you, cause you’re a…slut!” Ray laughed and Punched Ricky lightly on the arm. Ricky giggled and returned the slap. “I am not!” Oh god! I’m late!” I suddenly said as I looked down at his watch. He had changed in the quarters of Ricky's luxurious bathroom.

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I could only feel my heart pounding against my ribs, the sensation making my fingertips tingle. Something hot surged up from deep inside me, rushing to my throat and getting lodged there. I opened my mouth, not even sure what I was going to say, but the words just tumbled out-- "No underwear? That's so slutty." The words hung in the air. We both froze. Two seconds of dead silence. Then Rylan laughed. Not his usual crinkle-eyed smile. This was a low laugh, rumbling from deep in his chest, laced with a hoarse, grating quality that sent shivers down my spine.