All Chapters of FILTHY WET DIARIES : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

MY BOYFRIEND'S CREDITOR 1. SARAH'S POV. I knew things weren't going well for Alex, my boyfriend recently, but he had no right to sell my illicit videos to his best friend, Derek. The same Derek who always made passes at me despite my numerous rejections. I stood in the middle of my room, my skin still damp from the shower I had taken a few minutes ago, wearing nothing but my robe, with shaky fingers, barely managing to hold my phone right as I reread the message over and over again as if expecting it to change to something else. {Come meet me at my place, or your videos go live in the next one hour} It was sent 20 minutes ago, while I was still in the shower, so I had less than 40 minutes now, and Derek's house was at least a thirty minutes drive from my place.  I try Alex's number again for the nth time, still no reply. The bastard

MY BOYFRIEND'S CREDITOR 3. I take him in my mouth and his groan echoes through the room. He's big enough to stretch my jaw, salty at the tip, and when I hollow my cheeks and suck, he tangles his hands in my hair and holds on. "Fuck. " His hips jerk forward. "That mouth. All those insults you threw at me, and now look at you. On your knees with my cock in your throat." I take him deeper in response, relaxing my throat, letting him hit the back before pulling off to breathe. I trace the vein on the underside with my tongue and he shudders, his whole body trembling. His hands tighten in my hair but he doesn't push, just holds me while I work him over.  I cup his balls with one hand, rolling them gently, feeling them tighten at my touch. He's close already. I can feel it in the tension of his thighs, the stuttering of his breath.  "Look at me." His voice is strained, cracki

MM) GAY ASS USED BY MY STEPFATHER 2.     The kitchen was still humming with heat when he finally pulled out. A thick rope of his cum immediately followed, sliding, warm and obscene down the inside of my thigh. I shivered, legs trembling, still bent over the counter like I'd been mounted and claimed. He didn't let me move. Big hands gripped my waist, flipping me around so my back hit the cold granite. My spent cock twitched uselessly against my stomach, oversensitive. His eyes-dark, predatory-raked over me like I was meat he'd just tenderized. "Look at the mess you made," he rumbled, nodding at the streaks of my own cum paínted across the cabinet doors. Then his gaze dropped lower, to where his load was slowly leaking out of my wrecked hole.  "And look at the mess I made.”He dragged two thick finger

The Doctor's Visit 2 He removed his white coat slowly, revealing a fitted dress shírt that hugged his broad shoulders and muscular arms. He rolled up his sleeves delíberately, his gray eyes never leaving míne as I lay exposed on the examínation table. "I’m sure your husband must be home, waiting for his good sweet wife to be back from her appointment. I'm gonna make sure to take care of your body so thoroughly, he won't recognize your fucking cunt anymore.” he snarled locking eyes with me, and I mewed shamelessly in return.  He stepped between my spread legs again, his hands gliding up my thighs. This time there were no gloves. His bare skin against mine sent a shiver through my body. "You're still very wet," he observed, running two fingers through my folds.  “That's interesting. Your body responds well to stimulation."

BIG SIS WANTS ME TOO 1. CALEB'S POV.  I gulped down on my food, with my headphones over my ears, pretending not to listen as mom paced the living room, phone pressed to her ear, her voice hitting that pitch that meant she was already mad pissed.  “Please, Lena for goodness sake. Just for three weeks. I know, its a lot to ask for, but,” she shot me a look that could break through glass doors.  “Yes, he's becoming unbearable.” I rolled my eyes and went back to scrolling through my phone. Unbearable... Really? Like I was the problem here. "He's nineteen, Lena, he's not a child anymore. He just needs, well, supervision at least. Someone to make sure he doesn't throw a party or sell the house while I'm gone." Another pointed glare in my direction. "You know how teenage boys are," I bit back a smir