Dirtiest Desire Novels & Stories

She was torn, suspended between competing desires, her body a battlefield of want and then a dark, forbidden and utterly intoxicating thought crept in… If Adriano were here, he could pay attention to her nipples. He could suck them the way he had last night, drawing the sensitive peaks deep into his mouth while Michele continued to devour her neck. “Ahhh… Aaaa… Ahhhh…” A raw, filthy and guttural moan tore from her throat at the dirty thought. She wanted them both on her body at the same time again. “How can I be this dirty-minded? How can I want something so forbidden, so filthy, so impossibly wrong and yet so impossibly, devastatingly hot?”

I had been drenched in hers, and it felt like all of it, everything was filth. They made me this way. I could feel the dirtiness creeping back, like a stain that wouldn’t wash away. The way they pushed me, it wasn’t right. Darkness clung to my mind, closing in, clouding my judgment. I was out for blood, out for revenge. I couldn’t let anyone trample on my heart, my dignity, and walk away unscathed. My love had once been pure, untainted—but now? It was twisted, stained with black desire.

He began to moan out at me going even faster with each word that he spoke, my hands gripping the bedsheets and my eyes closing feeling such an intense sensation inside of my body begin to ignite. “But the moment you are with me… hidden within these walls or any other locked door I find… that is when I demand your dirtiest most outrageous side to boil to the surface… the side only I will know and explore, taking you to places you did not know to exist.” Dominic continued with his words of desire right into my ears while my nails unknowingly, dug into his back drawing blood a little, which only excited him more.

The sight of him cheating on me turns me on so badly which I can't explain as I slipped my hand under my skirt without thinking as my fingers brushed my panties which were already soaked. I bite my lips while circling my clit slowly matching to the rhythm of his thrusts. “This is so insane and I still can't believe that I'm getting off on my husbands infidelity?” I said. Jim flips her over while spreading her legs wide as he hooked them over his shoulders. “Look at me while I fill you up,” he demanded slamming back in. He kept bouncing on each other while her nails racked his back. “Jim, oh fuck you are so big and I want you to ruin pussy!”

Suddenly, he took my hands off his cock and looked into my eyes, suddenly all serious, “Stephanie, this might come out as a little awkward and strange to you because I have just known you for like what…five hours but I feel something for you. I want more than this night from you and if it’s only this night I would have with you, then I want to do every dirty thing playing in my mind right now with you…” He admitted with a serious voice, spilling out my thoughts. I don’t know a thing about this man but I…I think I am in love with him, his hands, his handsome face, his smile, his bossiness, everything. I want to know him—what he likes and dislikes, his first pet. Not that I believed in it but

I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and feel their pain. The smell of alcohol, cigarette, blood thirst and lust clung to my nostrils like dust. My eye sight became enhanced and it felt like I could nearly see past the present. I forced my way out of the club and was intercepted by the rock-like man at the entrance. I knocked him away and ran out from the hall. If the glass doors hadn’t been open, I would have broken through them. I ran to my car, fumbled for the remote in my pocket and unlocked the door. I jumped into the car and slammed the door. My arms shook tremendously and became sweaty.

He suddenly dropped me to the floor, bent down and whispered. "DARK DESIRES...." "Wh.... what are you...",I stuttered trying to understand what he was saying. But then I felt a heavy metal on my head. I felt everything blacking out.

“She has some dirt on me!” Dirt! Dirt? We lock eyes, and for the first time, my gaze is dominating his. This does not sound or seem good at all. What sort of dirt? And how dirty is this dirt? “What kind of dirt?” I implore. He takes a deep sigh, and intertwines his fingers as if cuddling his cool whore. “It is not something that you would want to hear. It is best if you don’t know anything beyond that.” He says, confusing me.

I just want to get away from everyone. I don't want to hear the sound of the sultry music filling the air. I want to block out the laughs and yells from the patrons who keep this place alive. Their souls are already burning in hell, but why are we the ones suffering for their sins? I stripped off all the offensive clothes I was wearing, if they could even be considered clothes. Then I stood under the shower, not minding the biting cold water. I feel so dirty. I am dirty. The sad thing is, no amount of soap can ever clean me. I will forever be stained. Sullied...

She blocked the view from the rest of the club as she knelt down, her intentions clear. "Let me show you what I can do," she purred, her fingers working on his zipper. Joshua leaned back, a smug grin spreading across his face. "That's right, baby girl. Show me how badly you want it." She freed his dick from his pants, her glossy lips parting as she took his dick into her mouth. Joshua groaned, one hand tangling in her hair while the other continued to pleasure the second woman. The blonde kept kissing his neck, whispering dirty promises in his ear.