Watch Your Mouth Novels & Stories

Nothing good comes out of his mouth. "There's a little sand in the meat. You'd have to chew hard to find it." He said, and I felt the urge to laugh but nothing came out. Nothing good comes out of his mouth! "Did you hear me?" He glared and I looked up as well, glaring back. "Well..if you don't want to taste the same. Don't chew hard." I said, and he Chuckled, raising the napkin close to him to wipe his mouth clean. It's delicious...admit it, jerk!

Whole body shaking silent scream mouth open. He pulled fingers out licked them clean slow eyes locked on mine. "Taste yourself later" he said low. "Now get up fix your face. Meeting in five."

Roxanne sighed inwardly, but still, she answered Mavie's queries like a pro. "When you form your mouth into a shape of O, your teeth won't disappear inside your mouth, but the lips and inside cheeks, along with your tongue, will cover them. Try it with your finger, one at first, then two and three. If you feel your teeth grazing on your fingers' skin, you're doing it wrong." Mavie did try just as Roxanne suggested. "I got it! I got it! Okay, thanks!" Mavie exclaimed. Roxanne continued.

"In silence I must take my seat, And give God thanks before I eat; Must for my food in patient wait, Till I'm asked to hand my plate; With a knife or fork, or napkin ring, I must not play nor must I sing; I must not speak a useless word, For children to be seen, not heard; I must not talk about my food, Nor fret if I don't think it's good; 'I must not say the bread is old, My mouth with food, I must not crowd, Nor while I'm eating speak aloud; Must turn my head to cough or sneeze, And when I ask, Say 'If you please;

Chris It starts in my teeth. A low hum, like metal drawn across stone, like a war drum with no skin, only bone. It settles into my molars and echoes through my jaw. I stop mid-step and clamp a hand over my mouth, blinking through the fog. “What’s wrong?” Elliott asks immediately. I shake my head. “Nothing. Thought I bit down wrong.” He stares at me. “You’re not eating.” “Right.” I try to smile. “Maybe I just wanted some attention.”

How thе hell was I gоіng tо fit аll these thіngѕ іnѕіdе mу mоuth? “Yоu’vе juѕt gоt to knоw whаt your lіmіt іѕ. I like tо hаvе mу bаllѕ рlауеd wіth as well. That’s аmаzіng tоо, but dоn’t squeeze too hard, ѕwееtіе, don’t wаnt tо cut оff сіrсulаtіоn.”

He leans forward, eyes on my mouth. “Well then, come in, let’s prevent my tooth from decaying.” I roll my eyes, “You’re an ass.” “Banana splash.”

I was not surprised when she did not open her mouth at first. "Here Baby, you have to open your mouth to take a bite," I said directing her. "You need to eat something. There is no telling the last time you actually had something to eat, other than... You know, never mind. Here, open your mouth and take a bite."

"Mark me. Claim me. I want everyone to know." He stopped moving. For a second I thought I'd said something wrong. But then I saw his face. His expression. The way he was looking at me like I'd just handed him the world on a silver platter. "Say it again," he demanded. "Mark me." He lowered his head. His mouth found the place where my neck met my shoulder. The gland there was swollen, sensitive, and pumping out so much scent I could barely stand it. He bit down.

Without giving it too much thought, I plop the entirety of the cap into my lips. My mouth immediately feels full and I wonder how I am going to move with this is my mouth. I feels chewy but I know I am suppose to use less teeth as possible. I try to suck on it but it pushes further into my mouth. “Move your head, bobble up and down.” I do as he ask and I can feel water in my eyes, I am worried I am doing this wrong but I don’t want to stop. I pull away completely and take a deep breath before taking him into my mouth again.