Uncle Walter's Bad Romance Novel Quotes

The real romance is between Jennifer and her commas.

"Pinioned beneath him, crushed by his weight. I spread my legs and wrapped my arms around his back, my fingers tearing at the silk of his shirt. Jeremy Bond filled me, pulsating inside me, moving, thrusting, strong as steel and soft as velvet, the torment unbearable, growing, growing, building as he thrust deeper and deeper and the dam of sensation weakened, crumbling, a flood of feeling ready to drown us both. He growled again, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of my shoulder, his body tense, rigid atop mine as the moment of release drew nearer, nearer.
When he had scaled the highest peak, when he hung suspended over the abyss of ecstasy, he paused, deliberately, waiting for me. I shredded his silk shirt with my nails and moaned, moving beneath him, wrapping my legs around him, and that great dam of sensation began to give, began to topple. I opened my eyes and stared up at the stars flashing, glittering, dancing with silvery brilliance. He drove into me with one final thrust and broke the dam. Tumultuous waves of sensation swept over us, and it seemed all the stars in the sky exploded inside me. I cried out, clinging to him as wave after wave crashed, and Jeremy shuddered violently, finally growing limp as we washed to shore."

Love Me, Marietta -- Jennifer Wilde

How do word? Word are hard. What grammar? Grammar are hard.

"Then he flips me to cup one cheek of my ass, slapping the other one vigorously, but it doesn't hurt me. 'Oh, I see that you've 'practiced' your spanking before, dirty young man."

"Titillations and waves of bliss are spreading in me."

"He puts one finger between my cheeks and plays with my back button, rubbing his finger on it gently."

"My vagina is stretching of pleasure, soaking his hand."

"My holes are in paradise right now."

"He growls of pleasure."

"You know, it's an exploit that I didn't come yet because you're fucking hot."

"Ethan! I'm already in love with your cock! Are you aware of how big it is?"

"I pull down his boxers and rub my hands on his stick. He moans and bends his head backward, an invitation to bite him in the neck, which I do."

"'Are you ready for a rocky trip in Heaven?' I ask him."

"I pull my tongue out and start licking the head of his penis."

"Did I mention that sucking a man's cherry is one of my preferred 'activities?'"

"I lick his succulent pole, and as my tongue and lips travel along his shaft, he purrs."

"I slowly and gently swallow his long cock until my mouth can't go further, reaching the base."

"He looks down on me, visibly impressed by my ability to eat his huge shaft."

"I caress his big balls with one hand. They feel very hard, full of his manly cream. I will soon relief them of this tension to enjoy all the precious juice they are holding. He shivers to the chills of my mouth sucking his beautiful cock, going up and down. I sometimes remove my mouth to play with the tip of my tongue on the head."

"I could cry out already, but I will keep that for later."

"He enters a finger into my wet slit, sliding it in and out."

"I can't believe how 'talented' he is!
'You're very good! You know that?' I say.
'I don't know, but that's good news!'"

"Then he licks my love bud eagerly and slips another finger into my front door."

"At the same time, he plays gently with my back button, using his other hand. He keeps sliding his fingers in and out of my wet and warm pussy, licking my clit gorged with blood and presses his tongue harder on it."

"He gradually accelerates the pace of his fingers coming in and out, in and out, in and -- until the fantastic explosion of pleasure in my womb spreads fast in my whole body, electrifying every inch of my flesh and skin."

"Then, he removes his fingers to devour my pussy, making sure that he doesn't miss one drop of my precious juice."

"He redresses his head."

"I pass a hand on my wet and warm pussy that is still quivering of pleasure."

"His crotch is right in front of my head, his big erected cock is pointing at me."

"He lets out a deep and long growl, and starts bouncing his hips back and forth to better control the magical trip of his manhood in my mouth. I didn't know that I could open up my jaws that much!"

"I play with his balls to enhance his pleasure.
'You can press harder' He says.
I press harder and leave his cock for a moment to pass my tongue on his testicles."

"I keep licking and pressing his balls while rubbing his penis with one hand. After a few seconds, I go back to his delicious wand."

"We look at each other while he's bouncing his hips quickly. He grabs my long hair with his hands and holds them like a pony-tail, then he starts controlling the moves of my head gently."

"He looks like a warrior, strong and dominant, who doesn't fear to take what's his."

"Then he removes his cock.
'Again!' I say provocatively.
'Your wish is your command, lady!'
He dives his penis back into my mouth."

"He presses my nipples, they get harder instantly, and my pussy soaks his bed again."

"I feel that he's about to expel his juice very soon."

"He moans, accelerates his move, slows down, remains still for a few seconds and... shouts out a triumphant guttural scream. And I feel it. I startle, surprised by the sudden projection of his hot and sweet juice in my mouth."

"When the head pops out, a generous amount of thick cum falls on my breasts. How much of this precious liquid can he store in his balls? I'm impressed! My breasts are covered with his white cream."

Chasing the Young Soldier -- Stella Hartman

P.S. Spelling, grammatical, and nonsensical errors are that of the author, not Uncle Walter

Is your pussy running? Well, you'd better go catch it!

"My pussy was so wet it was running down my legs."

Once Bitten, Twice Wet -- Maggie McHale

Melts in your mouth and in your hand. Basically, things melt.

"She took another as he watched her intently and said, 'I would like to melt in your mouth.'"

"He kissed her in the elevator as it rose to the highest floor, whispering against her lips, 'Let me melt in your mouth,' then did with an expertise that caught her by surprise."

"'Oh, you are a pretty pussy, just melting in my hands,' he breathed against her lips, 'purring with pleasure, the perfect pussy.'

His Little Black Book -- Thea Devine

Sometimes you just have to let the quote speak for itself. This is one of those times.

"'And now we begin the rest of our lives,' Elizabeth whispered, as Lance pulled her down onto the bed.
He said nothing. He was not a man born to make love with words.
Lost in his kiss, held in his embrace, beneath his body, Elizabeth turned to fire and ice, which have a language of their own, a tongue that is not at all difficult to understand. It is the silent speech of a man and a woman alone. 
Windward held them, and the June night held Windward, as Lance and Elizabeth had the world to themselves. Haakon had left for Chicago as planned, while Eric and Kristin were on their way to Duluth. In the morning, Lance and Elizabeth would make their journey to the ranch, to continue the life they were beginning tonight.
Elizabeth would never forget, not ever, nor cease to desire, forever, the triumphant sensation of his long staff coming into her. Her face contorted in the darkness as she took him, a grimace of victorious anticipation. Oh, you're mine now, come! Then he was all inside her and she would never let him go. And Lance felt, all about and around the living length of himself, those quivering folds of delight that soothed him everywhere, and maddened him everywhere, a hot enticing kiss that only heaven could have created, that only a creature made of heaven could bestow.
Elizabeth felt his arms about her and the hardness of him inside her and his hungry kiss upon her mouth. He tangled the hair at the back of her neck in one hand, and with the other he stroked delicately the tender petal of flesh that was her whole life now, her life and world threatening to explode like a voluptuous star. Her arms went around him, and her hands caressed his back, tracing his spine down, all the way down until she held in her hand the tingling twin crescents of his manhood, and the taut gourd enclosing them. His fingers were gentle and knowing, and probing and tender and proud. Her fingers were as hungry as her body, as her lips, as hungry as the lips of her body.
Lost in the splendor of her caresses and her kiss, Lance bent over her, kissed her breasts, his own wise touch moving up and down, up and down her inner thighs, his caresses long as forever, even as he stroked her slowly with his body, stroked her with the long length of himself.
And so Lance loved her, each separate thrust an attempt to have her utterly, to bring to both of them and yet to defer forever the ultimate moment of release, a game that can never be won but is never lost. Elizabeth felt herself move slowly around him, as if her body were trying to find a way to take him into herself. And then she felt herself moving more quickly around him, then faster still, until she had lost all control of her movements, of what her body was doing. But she did not care. She barely realized what was happening, so great was the pleasure he gave and she took, the pleasure he took and she gave.
Elizabeth felt her mind fade away and come back, fade away again, only to be stirred back to life by glittering new flickers of pleasure. Then a breathless hollow seemed to glow and grow and spread out beneath her breasts, down through her abdomen as she writhed, spreading downward until every last thought was gone, every last morsel of memory gained in life had fled. Nothing was left of her then except a pulsing petal of sensation. She heard Lance cry, 'Iiiiiiiiiii!' but could not say whether in agony or affirmation, and then the glorious rush took her too. She cried along with him, and felt inside her the pulsing pulsing pulsing spill of him, the flood her body greedily devoured.
And this time she knew for certain. She had no doubt. The tender speech of their flesh, silent though it was had trembled the spheres of life. And out of the abyss a witness had been summoned, sworn before heaven to attest the love of Elizabeth and Lance."

Seize the Dawn -- Vanessa Royall

Taking "sit and spin" a bit too literally there...

"He rubbed her throbbing clit until she said his name on a groan and then showed her how to rotate herself on the wide, large, burning manhood inside her."

After the Storm -- Claudy Conn

Proceed to the highlighted route. In eight inches go straight to enter "Vagina." You have arrived at your destination.

"He seemed to know her body's secrets as if he'd been handed a sensual roadmap."

The Day We Met -- Barbara Bretton

We're not really sure what's going on here, but it seems to have something to do with bird bombs

"The fluttery feeling in her thighs migrated up through her, until everything tingled and sang and she thought she might actually explode."

Cowboy's Pride -- Morgan Blaze

Pretty sure that's not how orgasms work.

"Her cries had barely faded before he was thrusting into her again. Lust rolled through his bloodstream as fire licked down his spine. Dimly he was ware of Kay's cries as the familiar sensation of orgasm trickled up the back of his calves.
His brain exploded into a red haze as his balls tightened and release tore through him. His breath raged in his lungs and his knees threatened to buckle as wave after wave rushed through him."

Louisiana Heat -- Dominique Adair (Party Favors)

Major catastrophic collisions can take place in a fully mature planetary system.

"With his last thrust, we both dissolved into the sudden oneness of the universe, a climax of vaporous breath and billowing being, like planets merging."

Another Woman's Lipstick -- Elise D'Haene