To Turn You On Novels & Stories

My heart raced as his cologne hit my nostrils. My breathing suddenly grew heavier. From a panic attack or from Ashton's suffocating presence, I couldn't tell. What sort of temptation was this?

The thought turned me on endlessly. "I am going to pull your head away and push it towards my balls, telling you to lick them good. I want you to lap at them until every drop of you has been licked off of me. You'll use your tongue to pull and tug at them, making them bounce. You'll think of them full and needing release, so when I shove your dirty little mouth onto my hard dick again, you will know what to do! And love doing it."

I turned around and bent over, my ass almost brushing his front. "Do what I told you to," he growled out and I smirked before standing straight and kicking the skirt off. I turned back around and stared up at him. I was now in my bra and panties. His eyes were now darker than before, making it known to me that he was turned on. It made me feel good about it. To turn him more, I unfastened the front hook of my bra and let it slide off my chest. My nipples became hard at the coldness of the room and I felt my core clench when he eyed my breasts.

I said into the microphone, keeping my voice low and husky, the kind that draws them in right away. The chat box lit up quick with usernames joining, hello messages mixed with demands popping up one after another. “I’m all by myself in this room tonight, feeling so turned on and ready. Who’s here to watch me get off?” The first few tips chimed in almost immediately, that little ding sound making my stomach twist with a rush of adrenaline. I leaned back slowly in the chair, letting my robe fall open just enough to tease the lace edge of my bra underneath. The cool breeze from the fan brushed across my skin, sending chills down my arms and making my nipples harden against the fabric.

Come on, take off your pants, let me give you a reason why staying attentive and focused is so damn rewarding. Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about... do it, take off your clothes, slow and easy. Look at me while you do it... look at my big, milky boobs, look at how soft and squishy they are as I press them together for you. Oh, how I’d love someone to suck on my aching nipples now. Come on, baby, take off those boxers now... let’s see what kind of pressure you’ve been building up. Yeah, yeah... grab that waistband and slide those confining things off. And keep looking at me, yeah... look, my pussy is so wet and hot. Oh, it feels so good to stick two fingers in it... oh, something longer and

Nakd4U: Yeah and I get more turned on by teasing one guy over a long period of time, than I ever got giving a quick flash to strangers. BBBarbie: You got that right! Taking it slowly, and progressively letting him see more, is such a fucking turn-on, I get wet thinking about it. VoyGirl: The more he sees, the more he wants to see. I've got my 18 year-old brother going crazy right now trying to see me naked. BBBarbie: Yeah, my brother has such a perpetual hard-on I almost feel sorry for him. lol

Damn him! "You're such a turn on Lori, such a beautiful sexy blushing young woman. I could fuck you all day, all night, and have you as my meals if I could. You're wet baby, so wet for me. So ready, so eager for me." He trailed his sexy words as I blushed deeper. I never thought that words only could make me so damn horny.

“Mmhmm” “Then ask nicely.” Behind me, I feel his length begin to harden. And that turns me on more. Knowing that I’m doing this to him, that he’s turned on by me just as I’m turned on by him, it’s a heady feeling…well, a heady feeling that ends in my core. “Please, Rome, I want more, please.” I pant.

His cock is fully erect and waiting for my instructions. “Is that for me, baby? Do I turn you on?” “All you, baby. I wish I was there to fuck that sweet, tight little pussy. I want to feel you come all over me.” He begins to stroke himself. I bite my lip before reaching down to rub my clit some more. “Baby… what do you want me to do? Do you want me to make myself come?” I start to rub myself faster, dipping into my dripping pussy to wet my fingers and clit.

“Turn it on. You can adjust the vibrations as you like.” Carol found Titus terrifying at that moment. He was treating women as toys!