So Pure So Flirtatious Novels & Stories

Not even once in my life. Sofie took me to the sky of erotic gratification. I shoved my tongue into her blissful warmth, and hungrily ate her out with unhinged famish. I lapped, and sucked hungrily like she was an oasis I had found in the middle of a desert. "T-too good." Sofie whimpered her grip on my hair, weakening as her legs quivered. She thrusted herself impatiently on my face as she squirmed and moaned out gibberish.

Flora trailed off searching for the word she wants to use right now. "Like a fairy." Crystal finished for her and the blood rushed to my cheeks at their compliment. It feels like a such a huge victory to be appreciated by these woman who themselves looks like the top class models all the time. Their profession only makes them hotter than they already are. "Like a human wrapped in the sky." Zyra said with a pretty smile on her face. She always had a way with her words despite the chaos she works in. I can not believe how poetic sometimes Zyra can be.

[places hands on your chest grabbing shirt] HIM: [slides hand over your waist] Ohho? Collecting I see? Well... why don't you show me your collection? [stares at your body, grabs your hand and unbuttons] If you are so enthusiastic, I don't see why i need to hold back... hehe HIM: [moans] I don't know... just waiting for you i guess? [moans again] Look what you made me do. [Smudges thighs] HER: Oh.....hah! What did i make you do? I wanna see clearly. [moves a bit teasingly over thighs, and slides down slowly with hand movement on your legs]

Unconsciously I’d arched my back, and he smirked at my eager expression. “You're such a slut. A stubborn slut.” I closed my eyes and waited in anticipation as he bent downwards, expecting his cock to touch my entrance, when I felt his mouth on my breast. I buckled. “Now listen here, kitten. I'm going to touch you here,” I almost squirmed when I felt his fingers on my clit, “And when I find that you're following my orders perfectly, I'll stop with the torturing.” “But I don’t want you to stop with the torturing,” I whispered.

"...who's already losing." His eye twitched. Check. No need for wild flirting now. I wanted to get in his head. Under his skin. I leaned forward, not trashy, not obvious, just soft, almost demure. Whispered sweet like poison. "It's cute, you know," I said gently, folding my hands. "That you think I'd ever beg." "Careful, Sera," he murmured. "I'm not a nice man. You flirt like that again, and I'm not going to stop at doing things next time."

While she stepped away to use the restroom, I encountered Ellis. Her body reeked of alcohol. Seeing me, her expression faltered; she looked at my leg with surprise. “I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to apologize for so long—I was truly wrong…” Seeing that my gaze didn’t once fall on her, Ellis leaned in. As her lips neared mine, I pushed her away again. “Control yourself. I have a wife. You’ve miscalculated my interest!”

She huffed in annoyance, "You're no fun. Anyway, you know who's coming back to town?" "Yeah, I know. That's why I'm asking, isn't it?" Her gaze narrowed at me. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, my dear Camiela." "That's not the full quote, my dear Shirley," I mocked. "Then what is?" My gaze fell to the floor as my elbow hit my purse, causing it to tumble onto the ground and send all my belongings pouring out. I groaned in annoyance and stood kneeling down to pick it up. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit—"

“Messy is my middle name, Flora. And besides, it’ll be fun to bring down such an egotistical man.” And just like that, a pact was formed between them, sealed with laughter and the clink of champagne glasses. As they toasted to their newfound partnership, Flora couldn’t stop the thrill coursing through her. Beneath her slightly calm exterior, there was something else stirring. It was a flame of attraction fueled by the remembrance of the kiss they’d shared only a few minutes ago. As they continued to talk, their conversation took on a flirtatious edge.