Cameron Dallas Dirty Novels & Stories

My blood ran cold at this picture. Cameron. Tied to a chair. Her face was bruised and she had dried blood beneath her nose. But alive. Conscious. Terrified. The caption under the photograph was short and sweet: Recipe book and the girl. Tomorrow at midnight. The old warehouse on Fifth. Come by yourself or she'll scream till you get here. And it was signed with a single initial: D. "Damon." I couldn't breathe. "He has Cameron."

Dalton said, “Callum spoils you a lot too. Many people are envious of you two.” Camryn smiled. “You’re right. Our lives are objects of envy to other people. “You can head back to work, Dalton.” “Okay.” Camryn saw Dalton out. She sat for a few minutes before returning to her desk to continue working. Meanwhile, in Huntington, Dylan was coughing badly. He quickly grabbed the glass of water Imogen had just offered him and took a few sips. After moistening his throat, he stopped coughing. However, he started coughing again after a few minutes.

It had been a horrible week for Emma but the bleeding was finally done with and even though she was not in the right mental state to get back to work, she had run out of all excuses. She grabbed a bucket and her cleaning towels and began heading down the stairs, keeping her free hand on the railings. Whatever Carol had given to her had been very effective, but also possibly very dangerous. She still felt dizzy, and she still felt the jolting pain occasionally, it was as if her insides were burning.

"Yeah? Show me how deep you go. Curl those fingers and hit that spot that makes you scream my name." I did, curling my fingers inside, brushing against that sensitive bundle of nerves. Pleasure built rapidly, coiling tight in my belly. "Daddy... it's so good," I whimpered, my hips bucking off the bed as I fucked myself faster. The wet sounds of my fingers plunging in and out echoed, mixing with his grunts. "Look at you, such a dirty little slut for your stepson," he taunted, stepping closer. "Faster, Camila. Make that pussy cum for me."

My spit ran down his shaft as I worked him messy and loud. After a while I slid off his face and kissed him deeply but slowly this time in order to share the filthy taste. "You taste like my ass," I whispered against his lips when we pulled back from the kiss. Damon chuckled darkly, the sound aroused me as he flipped us so he was now on top. "And you love it my greedy teammate." We made out rough again with hands everywhere and bodies grinding. The hate was still there under all of the lust spelling out, sharp and hot.

“What words, Dean?” “Fuck me, Daddy.” He took a deep breath. “And I did, I did fuck her so hard in the weight room. And the bad thing about it, that wasn’t the last time I fucked her at the gym. The next time, it was in my office. God, she looked so good and was tight when I fucked her in the ass. I don’t even recognize myself anymore. So, tell me, how do I tell Celeste that I’m fucking her best friend?”

Vladimir couldn’t help but feel intimidated by his eyes. Head angling to the side, wearing a blank facial expression, Mort had no desire to answer him. As much as possible, he did not want to waste saliva on this filthy little skunk. "What makes you think Boss will give that?" Klauss asked, laughing half-heartedly. His voice shaking with anger from the nasty dirt attaching him. He feels like he is the dirtiest person in the world, dirtier than a greasy person, and has more germs than a sewer. His blood boils in rage and the feeling of revulsion badly wants him to go on killing this time.

Lord Cameron stands up from his seat, waiting to hear what I would say next. "Cameron, I'm going to need you to fuck her dirty little mouth until she learns not to ever talk back to you again! Oh, and Cameron! Make sure while you fuck her mouth, you slap her face and make sure you cum multiple times so she can choke on your cum while she swallows it all. Now, start fucking her mouth because I'm going to destroy her ass right now." JessBlue

He didn’t let her clean up. Damien carried her to the nearest wall, pinned her against it, and hooked her legs around his waist. He pushed back into her still-creamy cunt and fucked her upright, the back of her head thudding softly against the wall with every thrust. Precum and leftover cum made the slide filthy and loud. Anita’s breasts bounced between them. He sucked one nipple hard, then the other, leaving them wet and red, before capturing her mouth in a messy, open kiss. She came again, clenching around him, more cream squirting out around his cock and running down his balls. Damien growled and kept thrusting through it, using her through the orgasm until her legs shook.

🖤 Daniel’s Room (Obsession Begins) Daniel lay on his bed— shirtless, wearing only trousers. Moonlight streamed in through the balcony, falling across his body, making his already imposing presence even more intense. He closed his eyes and murmured, “I don’t know why…” “But now I want to see you…” “I want to touch you…” “You’re becoming my habit… my craving… my obsession…” “Get ready, Rose…” “To be trapped in my arms…” Somewhere between those thoughts… sleep took over him. 🌑 Sonia’s Obsession