Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Guilty. I’m about to get in a cab, talk soon, though, okay?” “Of course.” I end the call and go inside to stretch and shower. Then I get something to eat and go back upstairs. Lying down in bed, I grab a book and plan on reading a few chapters, escaping into a fictional world and not thinking about ex-boyfriends or ex-fiancés or anything of the sort. This fictional land full of witches and sexy vampires is much more exciting, anyway.

Be honest, what’s the worst, filthiest thing you’ve ever done for money? I’ll give you a minute to think about that. Think very closely… Great, now I’ll tell you what mine is… sex. Filthy dirty sex where I was used like a whore and worse; it wasn’t even by a man. It was a woman. A powerful, rich woman who turned out to be exactly the kind of dirty fantasy my body had been craving for years.

I act so well, moan so good while having sex with my ex, Daniel. He did his best, I couldn’t break his confidence. I deserved an Oscar, I know that. He brags about how good he makes me feel. We dated for 1 year and 3 months, I couldn’t keep up with being with him since I couldn’t get satisfied by him. I didn’t like the idea of cheating on him, so I try to enjoy everything he does. The foreplay, the moments, the looks. They all go so well until he is in and starts doing what he does worst. Then he goes on saying “Call me daddy, you little slut” for someone I’m acting up for.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

And yet I still couldn’t get through. What was the damn password? It took a lot of willpower not to slam my fist on the laptop in frustration. With each passing second, my eagerness to get to my destination intensified. In all my years on earth, I’d never seen a collection of p**n as voluminous as the one that resided on Daniel’s laptop. But the p**n alone wasn’t what had commanded my full curiosity. It was the toys that had been on a separate window beside it. My God. Never could I have imagined that any individual would have a toy collection that was that vast.

Boston Mass. 2019 “Abigail Davidson” Ornias said, he had been talking the entire trip but Daniel was not paying attention, his mind was elsewhere. “That’s our target. She is single, 37 lives alone, had a set of twins at 14, the result of rape. Oh, this is interesting,” he said burying his face in the mini version of the Book of the Damned. “You know her daughter, you have scene her in passing Danny”

Darian was annoyed because he was late to pick up Fahira to go to the office together. Although Fahira didn't confirm his invitation yesterday, her silence made Darian believe that she agreed. For reasons unknown to him, Darian had trouble sleeping last night, feeling restless about many things. It wasn't just about Fahira, but also about his personal life. Many things had gone to waste in his almost 29 years of life. He had material wealth and popularity in his hands, but he had no provisions for the afterlife.

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Mia had always wanted to become a slut but she pretended to be her mother's good girl. That Evening, Mia’s phone screen glowed in the dim light of her bedroom. She opened the message from Julian, her boyfriend of nearly two years. She smiled and unlocked the notification. The words hit hard and fast. “Shit Mia. I can’t anymore. I just can’t stay with you anymore since you can’t give me sex. I quit.” Attached was a photo: Julian receiving a blowjob from Jess, Mia’s best friend. The image was clear, unmistakable. Mia’s eyes widened in shock. She tossed the phone onto the bed, her chest tightening.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.