Suggestive Language Novels & Stories

“Hey, you're starting to get smart. Yes, shocking people a bit is funny. Being arrested, not so much. "Then may I ask why you're taking my clothes off?" "Maybe because you're too well dressed for the beach." - She passed the tip of the tongue around lips in a suggestive manner. - Or maybe... He squeezed her hands in his as the arousal built. — Oh, I like that idea. He pressed his erection into her body. — We could close the curtains. “Now we're speaking the same language. He opened the trailer door and they both jumped inside. Hastily prepared

Her eyes widened seeing him on her ,she was trying to speak but not a single word left her mouth ,she was tongue tied. His hot breath fanned on her skin,she gulped hard feelings his closeness. She closed her eyes painfully when he put his rough palm on her blossom and squeezed it hard. "Aahh.... please..leave"she moaned. Low chuckle echoed through her whole room and she was scared and her face turned pale.... " Remember last nigh when i was fucking you and you were moaning mess and took me in your greedy p*ssy,wanted more even though you didn't express it but I know ,your body language speaks all the truth and I swear....

hearing that part which she spoke of I voiced up at Lawrence who already had a funny look to his face. "this tag you sr win may warrant to to want lots I sex and I mean a whole lot, of course I don't think it's something you should be bothered about and if you feel your softener might be stressed about it you can communicate your needs to I'm, which is also very important the to explained it right now,

This is going to take some getting used to, I thought. * I'd been teasing him terribly about having sex with another woman. But it was all part of the game, I never thought I'd actually do anything like that. Just sexy conversation about wanting to stroke her soft skin, kiss her ripe lips, suck her firm nipples. Lick her glistening clitoris, slide my tongue into her wet and swollen cunt. I knew all the words, phrases. P**n clichés. And I had used them all. Shamelessly and with lusty enthusiasm.

He requested. “Rumors travel very fast and I wouldn’t want anyone to see me coming out of your room tomorrow, I would be in hot soup” “Sometimes thing about the positive side, like we might get to know each other, you can get acting tips from me and lots of things” He suggested, holding her hand. She shook with fear and tried to draw back her hand but he held on tight. “Please, stay with me just for tonight” He pleaded, giving her puppy eyes, she felt bad rejecting such a look and she burst into laughter.

And for some unsettling reason, the thought of anyone else inflaming that provocative, vaguely sensual undercurrent- even just through Lilly's lurid extrapolations-caused an unexpected clawing sensation low in my abdomen. "At any rate," I cut in sharply before her musings could spark another tailspin of prurient ramblings, "I have a few things to see to before my next sparring session, so I should really -" "Wait just a sec!" Lilly interjected gleefully, apparently reading into the ruffled tones underlying my flimsy excuse. "I'm not done teasing the particulars out of this gloriously titillating nugget yet! Like how your mysterious new fur baby fits into this whole 'training your ghostwriter

Our talk grew more risqué with every glass. When the wine had nearly run dry, I shared my fantasy with Lia. She listened intently, her eyes sparkling as I described how I imagined her hands might feel against my skin— especially if she skimmed them over my breasts. I confessed that I couldn’t stop dreaming of her supple lips wrapped around my clit and how she might use her tongue to massage the sensitive bud. Kyle encouraged our flirtation and let Lia know what was his was hers.

Ever since she dropped that idea into my head, I couldn’t shake off the enticing images. “Hot man. Sizzling sex. It’s good for the mind and body. Trust me, it works wonders for me.” “Ugh. A little TMI. Good night,” I sang back before hanging up. I knew she wouldn’t let up until I gave in to her whims.

“I guess our minds are just flowing together.” “That’s exactly what I like hearing,” she said with a hint of pride. “It shows you know how these things work. Try seducing him. Men are predictable when they’re deprived. Wear something skimpy that would definitely make him uncomfortable, down there. Push gently, because he’s a man and not a stone.” “I know,” I whispered, glancing toward the doorway in case Brad walked in as I was just imagining right in my head how I would get through this. “Trust me, I know.”

The memory of a friend’s playful suggestion, spelling out the word ‘color’ with her pussy, flashed through her mind, and she smirked. Putting it into practice now seemed to be working, judging by the way Jacob growled, his fingers teasing her nipples while delivering sharp smacks to her ass. Leaning back, she rested her hands on his thighs for balance, giving him an unobstructed view of her body. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, catching the dim light as Jacob’s eyes clouded over, his breath rugged and uneven.