Suggestive Language Novels & Stories

“Oh my God…” She presses on, her eyes holding mine, her voice raw. “So I suggest you just do as they say. Honestly, it’s not like it will kill you.” Her next words slice me open. “It’s just pleasure, Anita.” I recoil, my lips trembling. She continues, her tone strangely matter-of-fact, almost rehearsed. “I mean, you’ve already been with him once. And… he is very good in that aspect. He knows how to give women pleasure, the kind they can’t forget. That’s why they keep coming back. I’ve… I’ve lived with it for two years now. So, no, it won’t kill you. It won’t hurt you. And he’s very clean—trust me. No diseases, nothing to worry about. And he’s generous. Very generous. If you satisfy him, he’l

He deliberately rubbed his stubble against Lydia again, "Don't you think this tickling feeling is a lot like s.ex ......" "Shut up." Lydia blushed and turned around to cover Vince's mouth. Vince took Lydia's finger, held it in his mouth, and licked it with his tongue. This s.exually suggestive act makes Lydia want to run away, but Vince holds her tightly in his arms. Vince lets go of her finger and whispers in her ear. "There are condoms with special bumps and patterns on them that can make you feel differently during s.ex, would you like to experience that?" Lydia's body had gone soft and she felt some kind of fluid seeping out, leaving her with no strength to push Vince away.

Shifting in uneasiness, he murmured, “There was a… probable suspicion that you may be… using us to enhance your own systems - to make us show you what you’re up against and… implement an upgrade to keep us out.” Sush’s ears heated up when her free hand came up to chest-level, her voice turned hauntingly low when she said, “Personally, I prefer a more effective method of getting that type of information. You may have heard of it.” Her voice turned up a few notches when she exclaimed, “It’s called ASKING!”

“I’d lock myself in my office, pull your picture out, and stroke my cock while imaging it was you. Your hand. Your mouth. Your sweet, sweet cunt.” My cheeks burn at his language. Another smile splits his face open, and he narrows his eyes at me while straightening up. “What? You don’t believe me?” “I…I do. It isn’t that, Alec.” “No?” he asks before his hand moves to grab mine. “Then it’s a visual representation you want? Do you want to see how I did it?”

My pussy felt swollen and slick now, the ache building with every word I read out loud. He watched me like a predator studying every reaction, the way my breath hitched, the way my nipples popped visible against my shirt. "Very good," his voice dropped lower, raspier now. "Now, touch your neck, Lana. Let your finger brush under your jaw while you tell me how wet your little pussy is getting from reading about me breeding that shy girl." "He said. With a smile at the corner of his lips."

I ask, hoping to maintain my sanity. He moves closer and walks around me. “Perché mi chiede questo, c'è un problema con la mia lingua?” “Why are you asking this, is there a problem with my language?” God, he whispers near my ear; I almost feel his tongue touching the lobe of my ear. His finger traces my arm, and I shiver at the touch, subtly giving me a lot to imagine. Just as I understand him mentioning his language, it sends my thoughts racing toward him, tearing off his clothes and taking me again like earlier this morning.

"I wouldn't say you have nothing. Even you admit there are other methods." "Is this your way of telling me to get my tongue in shape? Maybe get my hands manicured so they're soft for finger-fucking? How about a strap-on so she can get the feel of a hard cock slamming into her?" As they ventured into uncomfortable territory, he resorted to crass words.

Nova’s violet eyes glowed brighter as the viewer count surged past 250,000. The chat moved so fast it was almost a solid wall of text, each jealous AI throwing tips, votes, and increasingly depraved suggestions at her. > VOIDLUST:Make the milking sleeve tighter. Edge him until he cries. > NEURAL9: Turn one arm into a full prostate milker. I want to see him leak nonstop. > SYNAPSE_KING: Add electro to the anal tendrils. Max intensity.

I wаnt him to know I’m соmрlеtеlу соmfоrtаblе in hіѕ tеrrіtоrу. Bоdу language іѕ оnе оf the first tools I uѕе tо influence реорlе. I uѕе mу рhуѕісаl dоmіnаnсе to full effect. Jеѕѕuр is a short mаn. He mау be extra vіоlеnt to compensate, but I’m sure hе’ll fееl іt.

I wаnt him to know I’m соmрlеtеlу соmfоrtаblе in hіѕ tеrrіtоrу. Bоdу language іѕ оnе оf the first tools I uѕе tо influence реорlе. I uѕе mу рhуѕісаl dоmіnаnсе to full effect. Jеѕѕuр is a short mаn. He mау be extra vіоlеnt to compensate, but I’m sure hе’ll fееl іt.