Novel & Cerita Sexy Words

I said as I gripped at her neck, as I positioned my cock back into her pussy and began thrusting in hard and fast. “I love you fucking me! Goddammit!” she was practically screaming at this point. “Say it… say ‘PUSSY’.” "I don't... like that word," She complained. "Say it now!" I demanded. "Or I'll stop." I increased my pace dangerously. “Fuck my pussy! Fuck my pussy! Jesus Christ FUCK MY FUCKING PUSSY!” That’s kind of a magic word for me. “Puusyy.” Too nasty and vulgar for regular use, but oh so very damn nasty and vulgar during sex.

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

He brought his lips close to my ear. "So you want me to spank you, huh?" He asked in a hot whisper that sent my body on fire. "You want my hand punishing you in that bad way, you sexy, bad girl" Using sexy and bad in a sentence spread a weird heat over my body. I swallowed, anticipating his punishment. Suddenly, a loud sound rang in my head continuously. Everything seem to standstill at first, but when my head came to reality, I opened my eyes and realized I just had a dream. A good dream? Fuck, no. Definitely a bad one.

It was erotic and such a turn on. Selwyn kissed me again quickly then turned shutting off the water. He opened the shower door and grabbed a towel drying me off quickly. He dried himself threw the towel down on the floor and picked me up carrying me to the bed where he placed me in the center. I watched him crawl over to me eyes blazing as he grabbed my ankles and pulled them apart. “My naughty little mate. What shall I do to you now?” His gravelly voice was like erotic music to my ears. I grinned seductively at my handsome man and said,” Claim me Selwyn. Please.” He smirked at me running his hands up my legs spreading them wide until he reached my hot wet folds again. “Anything for you my R

**TRACY SCOTT'S POV** As a girl, you get different praises from the opposite gender. Each one of them had very different meanings, it was up to you to find them out. Here was a simple examination of everything just in case you were wondering, my thoughts though. The first would be; Sexy. As a model, I got this from my manager all the time. Not just him, producers, managers, all the works. This was a very common word. Most females actually get all happy when being called, if only they knew what it meant. Being called sexy had to do with having an amazing body. It started and ended with your figure. Nothing more, nothing less.

“What do you want?” “Let’s go, do the oral séx,” she mumbled. Maddox laughed at what she said. “Damn, baby, I don’t know how to do that,” he quipped. But Sariel knew he was joking. She punched him on the shoulder. "Get up; it is an oral lesson; try to f**k the other hole." Maddox stiffened and said, “Baby, I know you’re drugged, but damn, I’m hard as hell. But if you don’t stop talking dirty, I can take you right here over now.” “Then I won’t stop talking dirty.”

"I'm going to fuck you so hard and make you cum screaming, to make you forget any other man who has ever been in your mind or in your life -I pass saliva with difficulty by his harsh words and the seriousness in them. Then you already know… My brain can't process it, I lose the little reasoning when his penis again plunges back into me. Strong, fast, furious and demanding are the only words to describe our sex right now.

sex is kind of boring at the minute. "What exactly is it that you want, Beatrice? Have you even spoken to him?" The first part reminds me of Sean, the playroom, when I stand there naked and blindfolded, his words in my head: 'What do you want, Lisa? So hot and sexy.' "I feel awful; sex isn't bad, but it is boring, with no excitement whatsoever. I don't want to go as far as you and Sean."

she responds, her voice trembling with unbridled pleasure as she conceded herself to the voracious sensations. Her core throbbed with insatiable need, the slickness of her arousal making it effortless for Dexter's penis to glide in and out of her pussy with a rhythmic ease. Each forceful thrust was met with screams of ecstasy, her eager pussy emitting lewd, wet sounds as it greedily welcomed him deeper. Dexter found himself ensnared in the same blissful oblivion as Astrid. With each convulsive clench of her walls around his throbbing member, he felt a surge of sybaritic course through him, driving him to the brink of madness.

“This is insane. I’m supposed to be mad or creeped out but his words are making me so horny I can’t stop. He’s talking about stuff like it’s Shakespeare but all I can picture is getting fucked again. Damien’s gonna kill me if he ever finds out. Or maybe he’d like it. No, shut up brain.” This is inappropriate Knox. We shouldn’t be texting like this. But I didn’t stop touching myself. His reply came quickly. I moaned, adding a third finger, stretching myself while I jerked my dick faster. “Shit, he’s good at this. Educated dirty talk is dangerous. Makes me feel dirty and smart at the same time. I hate how much I like it.” “Why am I doing this? I was thinking about Damien and now some rich dad