Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Say what you want, I want to come get you. I don't know what you've done to me but you are in my head, I can't keep focus without having dirty thoughts about you." ***** Heyy, it's your author Geni. Please note that everything written here is nothing but fiction. Please vote as you read, comment your thoughts, and don't forget to leave a review, I am very open to constructive criticism. Genika3na.

I almost laughed, but I bit it back, Instead, I leaned even closer, my lips nearly brushing the screen. "But Father, it's so hard. These fantasies... they get worse every time. I dream about him pinning me down, fucking me hard and wild, his dick slamming into my womb, like he can't control himself. I want him to grab my throat, to slap my ass while he pounds into me from behind. I wake up wet, my pussy throbbing, and I have to finger myself just to get through the day, but the thought of wanting him even while fingering myself is something I don't know how to explain"

“Some stories, yeah. But they’re, um… dirty.” She leaned in a little closer. “I like a good dirty story. Ping them over to me will you when you get a chance?” Like hell I would. My next words were barely a whisper. “If I’m not fired and shamed all the way to Hell before the day is done.” She laughed out loud. “Even Mr Douglas isn’t going to fire you for writing some dirty fantasies. He can hardly be offended by a bit of filth. He’ll probably take a copy for later.”

Made to be our perfect little family home, especially now we have the family on the way. Who would have thought it. The crazy, fiery little she-wolf that came crashing into my life while I was busy trying to avoid every sense of my reality whilst in college would be the one to bring me crashing down to earth with a bang and bring me everything I needed to complete my life? Who needed a fated mate? Sometimes destiny brings you what you need in other ways. And, the fake mate I had for a short time became my everything, and I wouldn’t change her for the world… with her by my side, anything seemed possible.

My name is Emily, and I’ve always been the good girl. Straight A’s, captain of the debate team, the one who volunteers at the animal shelter on weekends. At 22, I’m in my final year of college, majoring in literature, dreaming of becoming a writer someday. But beneath that polished exterior, there’s a secret side of me—a side that craves the forbidden, the filthy, the kind of pleasure that makes your toes curl and your mind shatter. And it all revolves around him: Professor Adrian Black.

Daniel finished. She blinked again. "Hell no." Daniel laughed. "Sera—" "I'm serious Daniel. Hell. No." She pulled the sheet up around herself, "I have been looking for a job for weeks. But I am not working for a man who treats his employees like shit" "He's not that bad—" "You literally just spent five minutes sighing about him." "I sigh about lots of things." "Daniel."

My legs felt like they'd give out. And then my brain started working again. What the fuck just happened? I let my stepbrother jerk me off in a janitor's closet. No, that's not right. I didn't just let him. I wanted it. I ground against him like a dog in heat. I bit him. I told him to shut me up. What is wrong with me? He's supposed to be the rich asshole who ignores me. He's supposed to be the guy whose best friend fucked my girlfriend. He's not supposed to make me feel like this. Like I'm not invisible. Like I matter. Like? I'm something worth looking at.

He ripped my thong aside and pushed two thick fingers deep inside me without warning. “You’ve been teasing me all night,” dream-Jax growled in my ear, voice low and rough. His fingers curled perfectly, stroking that spot that made my knees weak. “Now you’re going to take what you started, little sis.” I moaned loudly in the dream, gripping the counter as he finger-fucked me hard and fast. The wet sounds filled the kitchen. He bit my neck, then kissed me roughly, his tongue claiming my mouth while his fingers drove me closer and closer.

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He finished inside me a second time and held me there, pressed flat to the mattress, while the last pulses emptied into me. When it was over we lay on our sides facing each other. His hand rested on my hip, sticky fingers tracing idle shapes on my skin. Outside the window the lake was calm and bright. The house felt too quiet. “She’s going to notice something eventually,” I said. Daniel’s thumb brushed the inside of my thigh, right through the mess he’d left. “Probably.” “What happens then?” He didn’t answer right away. His eyes moved over my face like he was memorizing it.