Dirty Book Scenes Novels & Stories

I was getting seriously annoyed now and when I was annoyed, I was in the mood to either drink till I forgot my name or go shoot at something. “Alright Mr Big Bad Mafia Leader, we’ll leave you alone now. Honestly Stephan you’re no fun at all.” Zahra pouted at the end of her sentence, a pout that has brought many strong men to their knees. My sisters may look innocent on the outside, but they were devious vixens, and I pity the men who cross them. “Yeah, plus you owe us a little fussing right, remember the last time you guys came home after midnight, you had a fucking knife imbedded in your arm and Henrik was shot in the leg, so excuse us for caring.”

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

Then she nodded, with a dirty smile. “Yeah. I’d be desperate to take it.” I palmed by hard cock through my trousers. I knew which part she was reading, adoring how she circled her hips again. “You really want to see me like this?” she asked, descending further into the filth. “It would drive me beyond crazy to see you like that. To see inside you like that.” She looked disappointed when the scene onscreen came to an end. She click, click, clicked for more, but there was none to be read. The rest of my work was hidden in a separate document.

Chapter 2: Tears and Trembling Sophie lay sprawled on the wide leather couch, her pencil skirt bunched around her waist, blouse open, her breasts heaving with every shaky breath. Thick white cum slowly leaked from her freshly deflowered pussy, dripping down her inner thighs and onto the expensive leather. Her face was flushed and wet with tears. Her virgin hole throbbed with a deep, burning ache. Alexander stood over her, his massive cock still rock-hard and glistening with their mixed juices. The unknown substance in his mother’s stew continued raging through his system, keeping him painfully erect and desperate. His balls felt heavy, full, and aching for more release.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

*She grinds her ass back teasingly, hedonistic eyes commanding as she spreads thighs wider, pussy lips parting invitingly, ready for filling. *Eyes widen in shock as they take in the scandalous scene before them - their best friend's mother, Stefanie, sprawled naked on the bed, laptop open to an array of hardcore pornography, her own body glistening with arousal. The provocative invitation hangs heavy in the air, a challenge issued directly to Y/N.*

“You gonna keep teasing or actually show me the full manuscript so I can do my job?” Damien smirked and got up, grabbing his laptop from the desk. He set it on the coffee table in front of us and opened it, pulling up the document. We leaned in together, shoulders touching, his scent wrapping around me as we scrolled through the pages. His writing was filthy, detailed scenes of strong hands gripping hips hard enough to bruise, tongues licking sweat from abs, thick cocks sliding raw and deep while the bottom begged for more, cum dripping down thighs. Reading it with him this close had my dick throbbing, leaking a little into my jeans.

The commentators droned on in the background about stats and replays, their voices nothing but white noise under the heavy breathing of two married men fighting a losing battle against raw, forbidden lust. Derek’s slick fingers were still buried knuckle-deep in Mike’s tight ass, slowly scissoring and curling, while his other oiled hand stroked Mike’s thick, leaking cock with long, torturous pulls. Baby oil dripped everywhere, coating Mike’s firm ass cheeks, running down his crack, and making obscene wet sounds with every movement. Mike gripped the back of the couch, sweat mixing with the oil on his broad back, his muscular body trembling as he tried desperately to hold onto the last threads

Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance. Non-Consensual Elements: Scenes involving sexual assault, necrophilic undertones (as practiced by the antagonist), and forced submission. Violence: Graphic depictions of violence, physical abuse, and murder. Polyamory/Menage: Explicit sexual encounters involving multiple partners (Reverse Harem/Seven-to-one). Taboo/Incestuous Elements: Mentions of potential incestuous background and "Father-in-law" taboo dynamics (Special Episode). All stories, characters, and events are purely fictional. This work explores the darker desires and raw impulses of its characters.

~Lila~ I suck in a gasp as I take in the scene before me. Three naked men are standing around a flushed brunette woman who is heavily bound and blindfolded. I fight with everything I have to keep my jaw from dropping open as the men take turns using her mouth and her pussy. Her tight, exposed breasts bob wildly with every single thrust of their bodies. “Does a sight like that excite you, Lila?” The scene is simultaneously titillating and deeply repelling, but I force myself to play along. “Oh my… yes.”