Romans & histoires Raunchy

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"It was kind of obvious. I'm surprised at you. You're usually so vanilla about your fun." Did everyone know? Ruth wanted to sink into the ground with embarrassment. "I still am. It was a one-time thing." "If you say so." "I do say so. Besides, they only did it because they were horny and there was no one else around." "Oh, Ruthie. I wish you wouldn't put yourself down like that." Ruth rolled her shoulders. "Like what? I'm not deaf or blind." She'd endured enough taunting in high school and college to have no illusions. "Face it, I'm not dainty. Or girly."

“Open your legs for me you dirty slut” -b1gf@tc0Ck12IN “Um, can you not use that word please?” “Why not slut, you’re the one on here whoring yourself.” -b1gf@tc0Ck12IN I couldn’t hit the red X fast enough to close down the chat. Furious with him, and deeply frustrated with myself. Was I just broken? Would I be untouchable forever? I walked away from the computer screen and ran my hand through my hair, my auburn curls shifting chaotically as my fingers passed through them. I was embarrassed, hurt and so bloody horny! I couldn’t let him call me that though, that didn’t turn me on. If he only knew, I was anything but a slut. I was almost 21 and still never even been kissed.

In the face of this unexpected spectacle, I was caught in a whirlwind of awkwardness. Archie's hand reached behind his waist, finding mine. His grip, forceful but not punitive, halted my retaliatory action. Then, he coughed awkwardly a couple of times. Shaunda's amused chuckle broke through the tension like a breath of fresh air, her words dancing with a teasing lightness. "Ah, the fervor of youth, brimming with energy and passion."

Her cheeks crimsoned and enormous butterflies danced in her stomach. "Wow, he's so fucking hot and so fucking cute even with that scar!" Kimberly gaped and then licked her lips in lust. "I can already fantasize him fucking my brains out!" Bethany bit her lips and faked low moans. "You two are something else!" Riri scrunched her face in dissatisfaction and groaned in annoyance. "Seriously, what's up with her?" "Don't know." Yeah, seriously, what's up with me? Although, they always talk about sex and boys all day, I never get annoyed. Why am I annoyed?

But my eyes kept traitorously drifting. Across the lounge, past the sea of jerseys and suits, Danica was standing with a few of the guys. She was leaning against the wall, laughing at something loud and ridiculous Riot had just said, her hair still damp from the showers. At one point, as if sensing the weight of my stare, she glanced over. Her dark eyes locked onto mine for a fraction of a second, her expression completely unreadable, before she smoothly turned back to her conversation as if I weren't even there.

She said with sullen mood. He joined his brows at her sad face. "What's that pouty face for? Not to add it's inviting me to do exotic things with you." Almost immediately, her pout disappeared. She gave him a side glare. "That glare on you is giving you a quite sexy, spicy look. It's giving me ideas to try something new on you tonight." Now, it was turn for her glare to falter. Placing her both hands on of her face, she whined in frustration, causing him to chuckle lowly.

Rica pants and steps as she leaves, “Your ‘don’t mind’ demeanor is simply short for discourteous.” Daphny differs as she raises one eyebrow, “Inconsiderate is really the more limited word.” Sally clicks her tongue, “Consume, bitch.” Rica storms away as Luke, the muscle head’s skipper with his brilliant kid look, said minutes before he follows Rica, “Not cool folks, you didn’t need to be so discourteous, Sally.”

arousal was dripping from every word. Girl what are you doing??

Dripping with cum. Ruined.