Soft Voice Novels & Stories

I immediately averted my eyes because he might catch that I lusted after him in my mind. I swallowed helplessly, "I m-mean if it's okay with him." Why does my voice sound like a baby ?! I was already pinching myself on my back. Sin once again rebuked Aristotle, "If it's okay with you..." Sin smirked. My eyes rolled at what he said. I can not believe it. I mean, maybe they work tomorrow is very important and it's close to here so they prefer to stay

"What the hell does that mean?" "It means", he said, voice low, "that when you laugh, it's like it surprises you. Like it slips out by accident,” I didn't like how his observations about me were completely right today. I looked away again, watching the sun melt into the buildings and turn the water into honey. “I don’t like feeling soft,” I whispered. “I don’t think softness is the enemy,” he said. “You’re just afraid it’ll betray you. I chuckled, shaking my head in amusement.

A sweet smile suddenly appeared on my face. This blue-eyed youth was stunned, then returned my smile with a seductive smile. He came closer to my ear, "I can't wait," he whispered which made the hairs on my neck stand up. His voice sounded so soft and gentle, when in fact he sounded heavy and manly.

The voices that had been a deafening roar softened, until I could hear a single one. It was a woman’s voice. "Calm down," it whispered, clear and soothing.

Sue me again. I click play on my phone, and the male voice of my favourite nsfw voice actor fills the room. I pinch my nipples slowly, my lower lip dissapearing between my teeth. "Yes, baby. Cum for me." Aiden's date moaned and I huffed angrily before increasing the volume to the highest. I don't want any distractions interrupting me and August. His sultry voice feels my ears, I take my toy and thrust it into my mouth while my hand pinches my nipples.

“There is no need for you to make concern about my well-being. I am not someone who is ready for your concern” He mumbled himself as a think like he was saying it to me, even if he said it in a very soft voice. I can say that his voice is something that isn’t truly belong to a person. Would be a man. I am thinking that way I’m not sure either. The only thing I know is that his voice doesn’t sound so manly in some ways. It sounds like a cute voice. But then I can also state that he isn’t acting so good because that isn’t a characteristic I can see with his. There is no way that he would be doing that just for fun. Maybe that is the way he would speak so natural

His husky voice whispered through my ears, slamming me to his member for the last three times before rubbing me on it. “I like a bad girl as a mate,” He whispered one more time as my eyes shut in pleasure. “You seem wasted, so innocent,” His soft voice came through again but I was already laid on the bed softly and carefully. “Get some sleep, mate.” This time, it sounded like a whisper and I heard footsteps as my chest heaved. The next voice I heard was not his but a softer voice instead. Sono risorto. It sounded like my voice. Just a lot more quiet and powerful.

Six sessions displayed on my desktop according to the six cameras. They say let sleeping dogs lie, but this dog obviously did not deserve peace of mind. I called her the first two times like I have always done, but she didn't pick. Then I hacked into her TV and called her name three times, then she jerked off from the bed and began to plead. I used a voice changing software to help enhance my voice and make it deeper than my normal voice. It works every fucking time because she doesn't recognize it. You can always spot the difference.

Her words may be spoken in a hushed tone, as if she fears intruding upon the space of others. There is a certain innocence and purity in her voice, creating an endearing charm that draws him closer. Her shy voice evokes a sense of tenderness, encouraging those around her to approach with patience and kindness. In conversation, her voice may trail off at times, as if she retreats into her thoughts and finds solace in her own quiet world. She often speak softly, almost as if she is afraid of imposing herself or speaking out of turn. Yet, within the delicate tones of her voice, lies a depth of emotion and a wealth of untold stories waiting to be discovered by those who take the time to truly li

Linux’s voice sounded both ice-cold as well as firm. “The physique of yours is completely different from others and with my help, no issue could stop you.”