Dirty Gay Novels & Stories

We go upstairs, walk through hallways, open doors we definitely shouldn’t be opening, laughing a little at first like it’s a game, like there’s nothing serious behind any of this. We reach a door at the end of the hallway, closed, and Sofi stops beside me, hesitating just enough for me to notice, but I can’t stop, not now, so I reach for the handle and open it without thinking. And there he is. Mateo, against the bed, with a girl, his hand slipped between her legs, his mouth on hers, both of them completely absorbed, like nothing else exists, like the world isn’t about to crash down around them.

“Make out. Both of you. And don’t be quiet. Tell each other what dirty little sluts you are.” Sophia smiled and pulled me close. Our wet bodies pressed together, breasts rubbing, as we kissed deeply. Our tongues slid against each other, the kiss turning sloppy and hungry. “I’m such a filthy slut,” Sophia whispered against my lips. “Letting two men use my holes while my best friend watches.” I moaned softly, grinding against her thigh. “I’m worse. I’m a professor who fucks her student and begs for more. Such a desperate cock-hungry whore.”

His hand wrapped in my hair, yanking my head back so my mouth parted. “Spread those legs,” he ordered. I obeyed instantly, my body trembling as he slammed back inside me from behind. “Yessss,” I cried out, the stall shaking violently now. “Fuck… oh fuck!” “That’s it,” he grunted, one hand gripping my hip, the other smacking my ass hard enough to sting. “Take it like the dirty little slut you are. Who does it better, huh? Pastor in missionary… or me bending you in his bathroom?”

This was the place where dirty daddies told you exactly how to finger your dripping cunt on camera, how to spread your asshole wide and show them how tight and pink it was, how to slap your swollen clit until your legs shook and you were begging like a pathetic slut. They made you do all kinds of nasty shit live, moaning their names, stuffing both your holes with toys, and they tipped heavy when you got even filthier, when you spread wider, when you fucked yourself harder and showed them exactly how messy your cum looked dripping down your thick thighs in long shiny strings. This particular “DADDYHUGECOCK” was the filthiest one yet. Even though I had never seen him, I had spent weeks imagini

She eased up the slightest bit as she said, "You always eat me so good, you have to know that is very endearing. But tonight I don't want that sweetness. I want you to put your cock into me and cum inside me, but I don't want you to clean me up after, not even the facial I want you to give this slut later. I want to be dirty from you, soiled like a naughty wife all night with your spunk, like granny in a porno, as many times as you give it to me." "Well, I must say that as a change the look is kind of primitive but also attractive. Maybe I mean it is attractive in an "earth woman" sort of way... especially when you are dripping from me." Another thought occurred. "Maybe, in my mind, shaving

His hot cum drips down my pussy and it makes me pulse in desire once again. Keeping my eyes locked with his I slide my hand down to my pussy and rub his cum over my clit, going around in circles, faster and faster, till I come once again. I’ve never felt so dirty, but so good. It’s filthy and I love it. And by the way, Blake is looking at me right now, I can tell that he loves what I did too. Maybe Blake likes dirty girls. Maybe I can be his dirty girl.

Two thick fingers pushed inside me, curling against my G-spot. “Oh god … Alex!” I moaned, hips bucking. He pulled back just enough to growl, “Keep moaning my name, baby. But remember … the windows are open. If the neighbors hear how loud you scream for Daddy’s cock, they’ll know exactly what a dirty girl you are.” The word “Daddy” made my pussy clench hard around his fingers. He chuckled darkly and went back to eating me like a starving man, fingers pumping faster. I came within minutes, crying out his name as pleasure ripped through me. He licked me through every spasm, then climbed up my body.

Tell me how it feels. I bit my lip, heat flooding my cheeks, but I obeyed, parting my thighs wide. My fingers dipped into the mess between my legs, slick with our combined release, circling my swollen clit. 'It's... so wet,' I gasped, the sensitivity making me arch off the bed. 'Your cum inside me, hot and sticky. Makes me feel so dirty... so used.' 'Good,' he grunted, shedding his jeans and stalking toward the bed. 'Because you're my dirty little secret now. Spread it around, rub it into that clit. Make it shine for me.'

I press into Brian while he’s gone, rubbing my pussy against his leg as he holds me tight. There’s a squelch as Cain comes back to me, a cold wetness between my ass cheeks. I hear him lube up his dick and I rub against Brian all the harder. Three fingers in my ass and I grunt. “Still want it?” Cain rasps in my ear. And all the gentleness has gone now. “Yes,” I hissed. “Fuck me.” I love how dirty I feel with his fingers in my ass. I love how raw it feels. I love how it hurts before it gets better.

Daniel slowly played with her wet slit and looked up at her. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I wanted to taste you the minute you walked into my office,” he said as he lifted his finger to his mouth and licked her moistness with a straight face. “Such a sweet tasting pussy,” he whispered to her. “Oh God, lick my pussy now,” Gia begged, knowing what they were doing was workplace inappropriate and would probably get them both fired, but she wanted it anyway. She hadn’t had a man give her this much pleasure since God knows when. Her ex-boyfriends were always concerned with their own pleasure and making sure they got their rocks off.