Dirtiest Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Do you burn?” “Constantly.” “For me?” “For you,” she whispered, her eyes becoming glassy. “Only for you.” He removed the vibrator and let the absence stretch like a physical hunger. “Then confess your darkest desire. What do you want from me?” Her voice was thin and hoarse. “I want to be broken and rebuilt. I want you to strip me of everything I thought I controlled. I want to kneel because it feels like worship.” His mouth curled into something darker than a smile. “You are almost ready.”

I carried her to the kitchen counter, bent her over, and fucked her from behind until her legs gave out and her moans reverberated throughout my apartment. She turned to slap me but I caught her wrist and licked her palm, then kissed her knuckles. “I’m not done writing you,” I whispered. And then I dropped to my knees behind her. Because fiction doesn’t come back for more, but obsession? Obsession writes sequels.

I was on my back with Elias between my legs, fucking me slow and deep while Rafael and Damien took turns fucking my mouth. Then Rafael bent me over the edge of the bed and railed me hard from behind while I sucked Elias and stroked Damien. Then Damien laid me on my side, lifted one leg high, and fucked me in deep, powerful strokes while Elias and Rafael sucked on my tits and rubbed my clit. I came multiple times — screaming, shaking, squirting once when Rafael fingered me while Damien fucked me. The filthiest moment came when they had me on my knees in the middle of the bed.

Lila My head's a stupid mess. And not even my favourite novel, Bared to you opened right in front of me helps me out. I'm fucked. Totally. Completely. I squeeze my thighs tighter as I feel the build up of pressure growing worse. It's driving me insane. Just from the thought of one man. Professor Karl. As I read Eva and Gideon's fucking scene, he is all I can think of. Fucking me silly till I can't stand. I let out a moan from the dirty thoughts, slapping my mouth shut almost immediately. A calming breath falls off my lips when I realise I'm the only one in this section. And probably alone in the entire library. It's almost midnight and only a nerd like me stays in the library to live her dir

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

She could almost hear the wet sound of her pussy taking him, almost feel the heavy slap of his hips against her ass. Zilla pushed two fingers inside herself and bit down on her lip to stay quiet. Her thumb found her clit and rubbed in tight, desperate circles. The fantasy shifted—now he was edging her. Pulling out every time she got close, making her beg, calling her a needy little slut while she whimpered and tried to push back onto his cock. Only when she was shaking and incoherent did he finally bury himself to the hilt and let her come. She came hard against her own hand, thighs clamping together, a soft broken sound escaping into the pillow. The orgasm left her breathless and still achi

Dirty Desires is a filthy collection of intensely erotic short stories that dive face-first into the dirtiest, most forbidden, and wickedly addictive fantasies. From slow, teasing strokes that leave you dripping and desperate… to hard, urgent fucking that leaves you breathless and ruined, these tales deliver raw, throbbing heat and filthy chemistry across every genre. This collection has it all, forbidden romance, taboo desires, BDSM, power play, and every kind of dirty fantasy you can imagine. These aren’t soft, sweet love stories. These are raw, unapologetic, orgasm-soaked tales that explore every delicious kink without holding back. Warning +: This collection contains highly explicit

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

He just looked confused, a small, sad smile touching his lips. "Again??" he repeated. "Aubrey, I told you. My fans are intense. They’re digging up stupid things, making up stories to try and link me to some kind of scandal. It’s a common tactic to try and devalue a player’s brand. They want to find 'dirt,' and when they can't find it, they invent it. Such crazy fans." "I thought as much." She said. He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine. It wasn't the desperate, frantic kiss from the lounge; it was slow, possessive, and deep. He tasted like the wine and the night air, and for a moment, the archives and the warnings felt like a fever dream.

I have known Alaric since I was a kid, and he is my dad’s closest friend but he is also the person who had made me so horny I could barely sleep for the past three weeks. I couldn’t breathe and my chest suddenly felt tight, like a heavy stone was pressing down on my lungs. My head started spinning and the edges of my vision went blurry. Standing there across from Alaric, watching his lips move and seeing how his broad shoulders filled his shirt, felt like pure torture. Dirty pictures kept flashing through my mind. I could see him pinning me down on a bed, his heavy body pressing me into the mattress, his strong hands gripping my hips tight enough to leave marks. I wanted him so badly it made