Watch Your Profanity Novels & Stories

I can't say I know how to sing as well as you but I will try. Ava ~”How long have you been staring at me?” Trayton ~”Long enough to know that I even love you more than five minutes ago.” Ava ~”I can't believe you still think that shit still works for you.” Trayton ~“That is another ten bucks from you.” Ava ~”Shit is not a swear word.” Trayton ~”It is an ugly word. Baby is not allowed to learn any ugly words too.” Ava ~”What did Mr Owens say?”

He just groans and puts his head in his hands, so I take that as my cue to continue. “Where was I? Oh, yes, when Jared asked me to bounce...on his male member...” I rephrase when he gives me a sharp look, “since I’m already a slut. So I ask him why he would want me to bounce…on his male member because I don’t want chlamydia.” I pause for effect then say, “Oh, and then I told him to fuck off,” I finish with a bright smile. “Laken, drop the profanity and stay after school for one-hour detention,” he says exasperated. “Now go back to class.”

Thank you' Oh Shit.

His expression had gradually become one similar to those of Chris Gordon’s. Under the ardent encouragement from the English teacher, Ryan Dixon very reluctantly responded: “…..Shit.” “Almost, but to be more accurate it could be holy shit or bloody hell. I’m sure you all have watched plenty of British and American shows so you can pay attention to how they say it. I know most of the boys here are in the science stream and many don’t like to learn English so I won’t talk about how it will benefit you in the future when you start working but it is very fulfilling when you become able to watch the shows without the need for subtitles and travel overseas without needing a translator. I hope you a

" I teased, holding his cock, getting on his knees and bringing his tip to rest against my opening. “Hmm. His gaze was full of intent, watching what I was doing. - I think that I can't be in bed with you and not move. You're hot as hell... damn! I've never been very fond of gratuitous profanity. I always thought that was an attitude lazy, a communication habit of people who didn't bother looking for the right words. But at the time I judged that the word he was thinking of using was the right one. with the head of his cock stroking the moist folds of my pussy, I said to him: - Say. Say what you were going to say.

Doggy of the wolves. I WILL KILL HIM !!!!! “Stop cursing Jax,” Zane snorted when he heard me murmuring colourful words for my brat of a brother and two chalks came flying towards us which we easily dodged. “OUT OF MY CLASS YOU TWO !!!!” the prof roared and luckily enough, the bell too rang at the same time making us both chuckle while our punishment giver glared our way. “NEXT TIME, I WILL SEND YOU TWO FOR WORM COLLECTION,” he threatened and that totally shut us up.

Not celebrating. Just watching.

Suddenly, she winced in pain as Marco threw a pen at her forehead. “Stop cursing. Rule number two, don't say any profane words. It's really disgusting,” Marco said, raising two fingers at her. Patricia replied, “Oh well...I don't fuc...” and winced in pain again as Marco threw his car keys at her arm. “Stop throwing things at me,” Patricia protested. “I will not if you don't curse. If you want to say that f-word, just say this f-word, fudge,” Marco said, wiggling his eyebrows.

I shook my head over and over. “How do you think I feel? I don’t want to spend more time with you than our overlapping classes require.” Collin grumbled. “Miss Summers, you will watch your language. A young lady shouldn’t spew such profanities.” Mrs. Graham raised her grizzled old voice.