Novel & Cerita Dirtiest Desire

I’m a disgusting, filthy whore. For years, I’ve hidden the darkest fantasies that consume me every single night. Gangbangs. Being used by multiple men at once. Rough, degrading, cum-soaked, no-limits sex where I’m nothing but a set of warm holes for them to destroy. I dream about being passed around, choked, slapped, filled in every hole until cum is leaking from my pussy, ass, and mouth. I touch myself thinking about it constantly — three, four, five cocks at the same time, stretching me, using me, breeding me like a cheap slut.

I wanted it badly…no, needed it badly. Want is a HUGE understatement. Daniel pulled his fingers out, unzipped his pants, and took out his pretty long,tick,edible cock. It was long, veiny, and rock hard. He rubbed the fat head up and down my slippery slit, teasing my clit until I was whimpering. “Please…” I begged quietly. He gripped my hips and pushed inside me slowly. Inch by thick inch. My mouth fell open as he stretched me open. The burn felt so good. It was that feeling of pleasurable pain.

His cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Later that night, after Damien had gone to shower, Elias couldn’t take it anymore. He lay on his bed, hoodie pushed up to his chest, sweatpants shoved down just enough. His hand wrapped around his hard, leaking cock, stroking slowly at first, then faster. His eyes were closed, breath coming in soft, desperate pants. In his mind, it wasn’t some vague fantasy, it was Damien’s strong hands pinning him down, that deep voice growling filthy things into his ear while…

“Things are so hard right now, and I—” “Shut up, Elena. Just shut your mouth,” Michael barked, cutting me off with absolute disgust. “You think you can just disappear, break my heart, and then call me whenever you feel like it? You’re nothing but a gold-digging slut. A whore who sold herself to the highest bidder.” The words hit me so bad, tearing right through the remaining pieces of my shattered dignity. “Michael, no, it wasn’t like that—” I choked out.

What he wouldn’t give to… Ryan reached for the edge of the covers and flipped it off Jeremy, exposing his gloriously aroused body to his hungry eyes. He moistened suddenly dry lips, unable to look away from the compelling sight before him. Wild horses couldn’t have stopped Ryan from what he did next. He moved down slowly as if he was in a daze, staring at that pulsing cock the whole time. That cock that could drive him out of his mind with pleasure, that cock that took him to places he didn’t know existed, that cock that made every other thing in his world insignificant, that cock that he’d missed for fucking much. Hunger rushed through Ryan’s veins, flooding his senses with such an intense

Andrei looked up from his laptop and raised his brow at us a scowl on his handsome face. "May I help you?" He snapped his eyes trained on Linda with fury. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I snapped, and Linda grabbed my hand. "Sam, let's just leave." She whispered. "No." I yank my hand crossing my arms staring down at Andrei. "You had no right to humiliate Linda like that. She worked hard to get where she is, and she doesn't need a jackass to be crude to her, she doesn't deserve this. She's been through a lot, and you have no right to make her upset." I ranted. The office is quiet and my voice echoed around his office.

“Sure you do. And you know why? Because humans live in a material world. They desire material things, no matter how pure their hearts. And no mortal can withstand temptation.” I snatched my hand back. “Fine then. You know what I want? My deepest desire?” He leaned in closer, grinning maliciously. “What wicked desire, my dear? Just say the word and it's yours.” “I...” I whispered dramatically. “Yes?” “Never want to see you again.”

I say knowing my fingers won’t give me the satisfaction I need. “Fuck yourself faster baby.” He says, I open my eyes and he has his cock in his hand. He’s completely naked now, his body in all its glory. My mouth waters just looking at him on the screen, my beautiful man. I watch him fuck his hand, his whole body taut, his muscles strained and hard. I fuck myself faster watching him match the speed of my fingers with his movements. He spits on it and the sight of that drives me crazy, I moan out loud. I imagine what it feels like to have him fuck me right now. I squeeze my pussy creating more tension and I explode. He moans too and fucks his hand harder and his legs tense. I watch him come

I sighed and leaned forward because I had found my opportunity. "I do not want to fuck you, Bianca. I like freeing girls like you, and I am willing to pay you handsomely if you can point me in the direction of this Justin guy." I said to her, and she stood up abruptly and started shaking her head. "I won't betray my pimp. If you do not need me, then I will take my leave," she said, and she reeked of fear. I got up and pinned her against the wall, taking in her scent of fear. It disgusted me, but I controlled my wolf.

“No one’s going to—” “I almost got raped!” The realization hit me like acid. Disgust crawled over my skin. A sob tore from my throat. “I feel… dirty. I need to get it off me. I need to get this skin off!” My nails scraped at my arms, burning, but Damien caught my hands before I could go too far. “Hailey! Calm down!” He pulled me closer, steadying me, wrapping one arm around my back, holding me tight. “You don’t get it, Damien! He covered me in his filth!” I screamed, louder than I’d meant to. “You will never understand! I need to get this off me! It’ll never go away! It doesn’t go away! It never does!”