Dirty Diaries Novels & Stories

abruptly, and his face turned black. It seemed that they were in a crisis of trust. "You idiot, if you want to monopolize me, you can say it directly. You don't need to be jealous." He used a teasing tone to cover up his ridicule and dissatisfaction with her. As soon as he finished his words, Sonia got up in a hurry, put her hands on her hips, glared at him and said angrily, "I'm not interested in you at all. I'm a neat freak. I hate it when you touch another woman and then come to touch me. Don't touch me again. You are dirty!" "So I should keep my integrity for you?" He turned around, with his head resting on one hand, and looked at her playfully. "It is a clean living. If you go out and

And I couldn’t control myself to stay quiet anymore. “Unghhhhhh” “Damn, you like it when I say dirty things don’t you?.” I couldn’t talk. I was out of breath. “Finally, someone that gets me. Your sister doesn’t like it when I talk dirty, you know. But you, you're perfect for me. My perfect little whore” “Unghhh,… Ahhhhh….” “Yes baby, just like that. Let me hear you moan like the perfect little slut you are”

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

"...competitive." "I guess I got distracted," I try. "I know you, sweet girl, and the last thing you are is distractible. Now, I'm going to give it to you later, and I want you to fill every square. Tell me your dirty fantasies, baby. Daddy wants to know." As wrung-out as my body is, I shiver with pleasure. "Then you're going to need a lot of Sunday papers." He kisses the top of my head as I murmur, "I hope you're ready."

Thank god. When I glanced back at the laptop again, I noticed that I could see the edge of a folder window behind the document. Clicking on it, I found myself staring at a large number of files. The folder was called "UNPUBLISHED WORKS". Quietly scrolling through the various files, I decided to pick another document randomly and see what it was like. Sure enough, it was another erotica story. After just a few paragraphs, I deduced that it was a story about a new intern being hired in at a company, and the owner's son entering into a "forbidden" fling with her. Unable to resist, I quickly scrolled through the pages, looking for another sex scene.

my head is still filled with this insane images and I didn't need some boy problems now the locker room was empty when I got there, perfect just what I needed , silence. I sat down slowly, my hands trembling slightly as I opened my bag. the diary was still there, staring at the cover, the bright colors, the stickers filled it front and back, the pink, purple, blue, white, red, all the fucking colors you can think of, it was her, literally and metaphorically her, it was supposed to be filled with adventures and names of friends but instead it corrupted with one persons name, it's so sickening how someone turned something so bright to something so dark, my hands tightens around the book , tear

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!”

Chapter 1 - The Red Dot The call came on a Tuesday afternoon, and I was already losing hope. I'd been sprawled across my bed for three hours, thumb aching from scrolling, eyes blurry from squinting at listing photos that all looked the same. Grainy kitchen shots. Bedrooms with weird stains on the carpet. Bathrooms that made me want to shower with my shoes on. Every affordable place was a disaster, and every nice place cost more than I made in a month.

I was left with just my crop top and white p@nty. My p@nty was so wet that the wet spot was so visible, and Mia could clearly see the wet patches. Me standing up has giving my juice a free means to run down my thighs easily Mia grabbed my p@nty and pulled it down. I squeezed my legs, making it easier for her to pull it down My lower body was now totally n@ked, and my bald shaved wet c00chie came to view I just couldn't wait any more, as all these actions were making me super h0rny

My fingertips brushed over the rough, weathered leather pages as I turned to the final section of the diary. The texture changed there—stiffer, drier, the corners slightly curled. The moment my eyes landed on the page, my breath just… froze. A huge dark stain swallowed half the sheet. Old blood, dried into a deep, rusty black. Even after all these years, it carried that metallic, chill‑inducing smell that cut straight into my senses. Instantly, something buried deep in my genes shuddered awake.