Shemale Dirty Talk Novels & Stories

My eyes almost roll back into their sockets as he growls, "You're so wet, baby, so fucking wet." I'm pretty sure that has to be part of the whole act. I've heard some women talk about dirty talk during sex, and while I have no idea how it works, I'm more than willing to give it a try. "God, how can you be that damn tight?" Vince groans out of the question, but I sense the delight behind his words.

I moaned soft and pushed a finger inside myself. I kept going eyes half closed. “Fuck.” The word slipped out. I pictured his hand on my shoulder sliding lower. Then Daniel’s laugh from that night in the car mixed in. Both of them. Jax watching while Daniel touched me. My hips rocked up against my hand. I pulled my shorts down to my knees so the camera could see. Two fingers now pumping in and out. My thumb on my clit. The sounds were loud in the quiet room. Wet. Embarrassing. I didn’t care.

You love being double-fucked, don't you? The dirty talk fueled her, words weaving through the grunts and buzz. 'Yes... love it... your dicks own me!' Scarlett panted, exhibitionism burning in her veins—the idea of hotel staff outside, oblivious to her being ravaged. Damian leaned in, breath hot on her neck. 'Louder, red. Scream for big daddy. Cum hard on their dicks while I vibe this clit raw.' He twisted the vibrator, ramping the speed, the intense pulses making her thighs quake.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself like the needy little slut you are.” Dirty talk always hits differently when it’s my own voice saying it. No shame, no filter — just truth. I added a third finger, stretching myself wider, loving the slight burn. My other hand went to my clit — swollen, slippery, throbbing like it had its own heartbeat. I circled it fast, rough, with no mercy. My breath came in short, sharp pants. “Imagine it’s a thick cock,” I whispered to the ceiling, eyes squeezed shut. “Big, veiny, stretching you open. He’s pinning your wrists above your head, growling in your ear — ‘Take it, you greedy whore. Take every fucking inch.’”

“You like being my secret fucktoy, don’t you? Getting railed in the courthouse basement while your boss thinks you’re reviewing notes. This tight cunt is mine now. I’m going to fill it again and again until you’re leaking my cum through your closing arguments.” “Yes—fuck, yes!” I gasped, my walls clenching around his thick shaft. The dirty talk pushed me higher, the danger of discovery making everything messier. “Use me and ruin me. I’m your dirty little slut. Come on, stretch me wider. I want to feel you tomorrow when I stand up in court.”

“It is farting my cum every time you bounce. Such a sloppy fucking whore. You are going to have to clean this kitchen with your tongue when we are done.” The dirty talk made me ride him harder. I slammed my ass down onto his cock again and again, moaning like a bitch in heat. “Yes Jake, I am your whore. I am your dirty fucktoy. Fuck my ass deeper. Make it gape. I want to feel your cum leaking from both holes for days.”

she begged, a sudden desire for more filling her. He obeyed and his cock was soon pounding in and out of her ass, his hips slapping against her sore butt cheeks. "Oh yes, Carl. Yes. Fuck my ass, baby, fuck it hard," she grunted. She usually didn't talk dirty during sex, but she was feeling like such a bad girl she couldn't help herself. She couldn't believe how good this felt, how dirty, sexy, and hot, all at the same time.

The sound of her pussy squelching around me echoes through the room—along with the sharp smack of skin on skin. “Fuck! Jonathan! Oh my God!” she cries, head thrown back, tits bouncing like a fucking dream. But it’s the sight of my cock disappearing in and out of her slick, dripping cunt that does it for me. “Look at that greedy cunt swallowing my cock,” I pant. “You must’ve been starving for this dick.” “Yes! Feed me that cock—I need it!” she moans. Fucking hell. Most women shy away from dirty talk at first. Not Alexis.

Yes, I almost got her to cum fast like this before in the playroom. She loves dirty talk. “Yes, baby, your pussy tasted so good when you were grinding on my face. Mmm, I could lick and eat your pussy all day long, ” I moan back while I am talking to her dirty. “Sage, fuck, I am cumming from what you just said. Yes more,” she moans back I grunt and growl, and then I am thrusting harder up in her and sucking her nipple in my mouth, and

She’s thrusting faster and harder inside me, and I’m rocking my hips insatiably. “Come for me, baby. I want to be the only one to make you come like this,” she moans against my lips. She presses her forehead against mine and with every thrust I can feel her breasts rub tantalisingly against mine. “You’re the only one who can make me come,” I cry out, throwing my head back as I feel her hit my G-spot. Fuck, she’s good at this. “That’s my girl. You look so fucking beautiful taking my cock,” she grunts. And I nearly come undone just hearing her. I haven’t experienced a lot of dirty talk in my life, but I don’t think anyone could make human language sound as erotic as she does.