Dirty Fanfic Novels & Stories

Tell me how bad you want it. I forced a third finger in, the stretch sharper now, the burn turning into a deep ache. I spread them slowly, feeling myself open up. My cock dripped steadily, my balls heavy and tight. I typed with one hand, the other still buried inside me. DomCraver: Please, Sir. I need your cock in me. Fuck me hard, fill me up and own this ass. But all of a sudden, the dots that showed that he was online disappeared, then appeared, then disappeared again, no reply followed.

Instead, there was a chubby woman on her knees, her golden blond hair in his hands, her cheek bulging as his cock hit the corner of her cheek. “Fuck.” he gasped. Fiona had just taken his dick from her mouth when strings of white cum shot out. Fiona smiled. She was that good. “So…about the job.” Damian looked at her. The moment she opened her mouth, He no longer saw Anais but Fiona. He immediately got annoyed. “I told you I’ll think about it.” Fiona pouted and blinked her lashes at him. She had cum on her face. This image would have driven any man insane.

I hit on my feet hard, I know I hit it hard cause I can feel my fist ache, but it feels like a pinch, I tried it one more time…one hit, two hit, three. “Stop it Mr. Carter!” Kierra catch that last hit with her arms, I am sweating, she pulls me back at the edge of the bed, her two arms underneath my armpit. She’s indeed strong. I watched her as she pulls the wheelchair without a word she is about to lift me again “Let me do this!” I hate to see myself like this, pathetic

Chapter 92 **Writers POV** Daciana sighed in contentment, his dick had filled her up so perfectly. She couldn't believe that this was what she had been missing all this while. She yawned in fatigue, his fuck alone was enough to wear her off, and she felt exhausted. Her mind flashed back to Henry, she should have known there was something different about his annoying stares. It freaked her out, but never, for once, had she talked him out of it.

he said, “Alright, Shia. Do you like to read this book with me? Fina is always too busy to read. She just hangs around when Danterion is here, and the Tainted One hates books, so I can only read when he’s asleep.” “Sure, I’ll read with you,” Shia said holding the nearest end of the book in her hand, while Danry held the other. Remembering the name that had piqued her interest, she began to ask, “The Tainted One, who is that?” “He’s a nasty old guy that always talks with Danterion. He’s mean to me, so I don’t like him.” “How is he mean to you?” “I don’t know... He looks at me like I’m an insect, and he has a mean laugh. He hurts people too, so I hate him.”

He said, "Are you pretending to be stupid with me? What you've done, you know best." I rolled my eyes, frustrated because I didn't understand what was happening. Darian continued to scoff at me, "I've heard that you're a liberal woman who changes boyfriends often, but I don't think you can be so bold as to seduce your fiancé's brother. We will be married in a few days, but you did such a shameful thing. You don't need a face, but I need it."

The club was packed. I felt small hands slowly trailing down my body, opening my eyes. The first thing I saw was a woman wearing a black lingerie. She is attractive but all I could think about was her. The woman has smooth toned chocolate skin, she's tall and skinny, her black afro looked healthy. she wore a perfect amount of makeup, I sat there, my legs parted. She smirked then sat on my lap. Her arms snaked around my neck, she slowly leaned in and began to grind on my dick. My mind immediately thought about Gabriella doing this to me. I tried my best to not think about her but my thoughts were only filled with her.

“Including the darkest one. The non-con fantasy where I chase you… catch you… and force my cock into my own daughter-in-law while she begs her father-in-law to stop.” My thighs pressed together instinctively. My clit throbbed painfully at his words. That particular fantasy had always been my most shameful—the one I wrote at nineteen with trembling fingers and a soaked pussy, imagining Victor as my forbidden father-in-law taking me against my will. Victor’s piercing green eyes darkened as he read the raw need flickering across my flushed face.

I’m Leo, and yeah, you’re probably wondering how a guy who got dumped three weeks before Thanksgiving is now standing on a major adult film set about to fuck the one and only Chloe Vance. It all started with one dumb comment. I was venting to Marcus about the breakup when he leaned over my shoulder. “Dude, the studio just dropped a contest. Bad holiday? Spill your sad story in the comments and win a shoot with a top star. Might cheer you up.” “Type something,” he pushed. “Fine.” I typed fast: “Gf left me three weeks before Thanksgiving because my dick game is apparently mid. Now I’ll be alone jerking off to p**n instead of being in it. Thanks, Turkey Day.”

She wanted me to paint her and I had. I finished reading the short fantasy story and I was completely out of breath. Panting, I realized with a start that I had started rubbing myself through my panties while I read his story. And my pussy was dripping generously. My father fantasized about cumming on my body? And my god, why was the idea of him drizzling his load on my tits and belly so arousing to me? And the "dirty talk" he had projected onto me. It was something I had never done before. Not for real. Was that really what he wanted from me? And why was even that thought so erotic to me?