Sissy Slut Quiz Novels & Stories

I said, clearing my throat. “But I am accurate.”She said, raising her finger. We howled with laughter until my sides jiggled. “Okay, now that the tea is piping hot… I need rankings. Who was the best?”Sierra asked as she leaned back against the counter, swirling her juice like it was wine. “What? Sierra…” I quipped shyly. “No stuttering. I want the Holy Trinity: best licker, fucker and kisser. Spill it.”She held up a finger.

I went back to playing with her clit. "And what does that make you?" "What do you mean?" She moaned. "The fact that you are turned on from having your ass filled, does it make you an anal slut?" She shook her head no. I stopped moving my hand, and she made noises of protest. "So, what do you think it makes you?" "Ok. You win. I'm an anal slut. I'm a dirty anal slut who gets off on having her ass filled. Now will you please fuck me," she begged.

A soft, steady rhythm, marking time in a way that made the silence between them unbearable. “I need to ask you something,” he said, stepping closer, but still keeping enough distance to make the tension unbearable. “And I need you to answer honestly.” Her stomach tightened. “What is it?” “Do you want this?” The words were low, deliberate, impossible to ignore. “Do you want… this?”

His fingers curl inside me and I moan, unable to hold back the sound. "Liar." He adds a third finger, stretching me, and I whimper. "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you? Getting wet while two hitmen decide whether to kill you or fuck you." Nico moves closer, holding my jaw, forcing me to look at him while Santos finger-fucks me. "Is that what you are? A slut?" "No." "Your pussy says otherwise." Santos pumps his fingers faster, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. "Come for us and maybe we'll be gentle. Fight it and we won't."

"I am a slut! A huge slut! The sluttiest of the sluts. The skankiest of the skanks. The trashiest of the trashy. The whoriest of the whores. Ever since I grew tits, I've been letting guys, and the occasional girl, play with them. I've been told I should be ashamed of myself, that no one likes a slut, but I don't care. I love it! I love being a slut! It's my best my quality. Mike, I am really, REALLY, good at sex, like, amazing at it. You do your work in the boardroom, I work in the bedroom." She said.

Let alone been so unprofessional. "Slut? That's the best you’ve got?" Angelique mocks and laughs. That laugh she does when she's about to say something hurtful, "The fact that your new boyfriend wants me more than he wants you doesn’t make me a slut. It just makes you a tomboy beta with no sex appeal, and it makes me a goddess that no one can resist. But... having dirty sex with him while he's with you maybe does make me a slut. I guess you were right, then."

She looked at the man and said one word, “Bitch.” “Now your turn, big boy!” Sienna hollered. Too bad there would be no penetration here. She was inordinately curious as to what a dick that size would do to your average pussy. Split it in two! Like being impaled on a construction cone. Paige titled back, preparing her clit for the ludicrous teasing. It would be akin to scooping a single grain of rice with baseball bat... not good. She closed her eyes, ready to experience the joy.

“I taught you nothing of this sort, you slut.” “Your slut” Serena whispered seductively. “Yes, Mine!” Damon growled Another dirty thought popped into her head and with her eyes fastened so steadily on his, she began moving her hips up and down. Damon groaned and closed his eyes. Serena was for sure going to be the death of him, he thought just before flipping her over

This is an explicit adult anthology intended for mature readers only. It contains highly steamy, graphic scenes of lesbian sex between consenting adult women. --- In the heat of forbidden cravings and stolen moments, women surrender to their deepest, wettest desires. Sapphic Desires is a scorching collection of passionate W/W erotica, where soft curves press together, eager tongues explore, and trembling bodies lose themselves in raw, dripping pleasure. From a defiant student’s impulsive kiss in her strict teacher’s office—leading to hungry fingers, sucking lips on aching nipples, and intense, moaning climaxes—to an unexpected visitor who joins the fray, turning shock into a slick,

Cassie's fumbling efforts notwithstanding. "Style-wise: Slutty? Aggressive? Obsequious? Dominatrix?" "Explain the difference?" She tapped her chin with one hand while continuing to jack me off with the other. "Oh my god, I fucking love your big fat dick, Mr. Cannon. Is all this for me? I barely know what to do with a monster like this. God your cock makes my pussy so fucking wet." One slow lick up my shaft followed her fawning compliment.