50 Shades Of Grey Excerpts Dirty Novels & Stories

Gray standing too close. My hands found its way to my belle button my head creating scenes I didn’t want but can’t help either. Slowly I reached for my already heated panties as I pushed it down roughly my eyes still closed. I felt my already swollen pussy, I wanted someone to touch maybe Grey, no Ethan. Damnnn I hated this feeling but I can’t help it, Ethan clearly abandoned me despite knowing the hot spicy mood I was in. My hands touched the first layer of my already dripping pussy, the thick slimy wetness swept across them, the cold feeling thrilled my entire body immediately.

Her hips were slightly raised, sticking her pert backside out in a clear invitation as adrenaline and desire flooded her veins in a dizzying rush. "I remember every single moment of what happened out on that golf course, Mr. Blackthorn," she confessed in a breathy tone, glancing back at him over her shoulder through her lashes coyly. "It's burned into my mind so vividly, replaying in my dirtiest fantasies over and over until it feels like the memories are searing me from the inside out. I doubt I'll have any objections to whatever filthy ideas you have in mind now that you're finally here in front of me, with nothing but a few scant inches of space between our bodies."

I gagged and choked, my eyes tearing as his tip kept slamming against the back of my throat. Large amounts of saliva mixed with precum dripped from my mouth and the sloshing sound filled the room coupled with my groans. We were so loud that anyone outside could probably hear us. But I didn’t care. I wanted this. More than anything else at the moment. The taste and smell of his dirty old cock coupled with the way he was moving his waist in perfect rhythm turned me on so much that I soon had my little thing in my hand, playing with it while sucking him away like some cock hungry slut in a p**n movie.

I’m whimpering and moaning, pushing my ass back for more like the desperate whore he’s turning me into. He drags two thick fingers through my soaked folds, coating them in my slick arousal. “Listen to how wet you are. Blackmailed and bent over your boss’s desk, and your cunt is absolutely dripping.” He pushes both fingers deep inside me, pumping them roughly while the crop marks throb on my skin. The wet, obscene squelching sounds fill the office. He pulls his fingers out and brings them to my mouth from behind. “Clean them.” I suck greedily, tasting my own shameful wetness, moaning around his fingers while he watches.

"The taboo has never been so delicious, and I want more... always more." "And I... can't resist you..." Dirly replied, her voice hoarse, dirty with desire, her fingers still gripping him. "Every touch, every moan... it addicts me... consumes me..." The heat persisted, the sweat streamed, their bodies still glued together, but desire was already pulsing anew, signaling that this was just another episode of the intense, dirty, and forbidden surrender that would only deepen with every touch, every position, every provocation, and every risk.

"Please! I'll be good, I promise. Let me be good for you." I slid my hand between her legs and patted her pussy, short firm little slaps that turned out to be surprisingly wet. "I'm sorry!" she cried, squirming deliciously. I slid my fingers into her soaked pussy, making her cry out. She opened her legs, and I hammered at her pussy, two fingers pounding away inside of her. "Please, Alex. Not like this. Don't make me come like this, it's embarrassing," she moaned. I reached my opposite hand across her body, and started pushing my finger tip against her little brown rose bud. "No, Alex, that's dirty, stop, please."

Tasting the filth, the fire, the fever he wrote into every page of my skin. The next morning, a box sat on the kitchen counter. Hardcover, freshly printed. My was name on the cover—and his. ‘Yours, Uncensored.’ “Is this—?” I asked, fingers trembling over the title. “Our story,” he said behind me, pulling my robe down to bare my shoulder. “Every filthy, furious, unforgettable chapter.” “You’re insane,” I breathed. “And you love it.” He kissed the top of my spine. The back cover quote? I read it aloud.

I wanted him right on the edge. Dante’s breathing grew harsher, ragged gasps breaking into low, filthy groans. “That’s it… just like that. Keep choking on Daddy’s cock. You love this, don’t you? Love being my dirty little road slut, sucking me off while the whole world rushes by outside the windows.”

She looked every bit the innocent college girl on the outside, but her eyes burned with filthy desperation. “On the bed, legs spread,” Clyde said, his voice rough. “Show us that greedy little hole that took us in.” She didn’t wait. She lay back and spread her thighs wide, exposing her already dripping pink cunt and asshole. Both brothers groaned at the sight. They weren’t fans of sharing women, but if it was their Zinnia, then they could break that rule. They climbed onto the bed, cocks hard and throbbing, ready to ruin her. Clyde claimed her mouth first, kissing her deep and filthy while Cedric latched onto her left tit… doing what he couldn't do in the basement.