Dirty Nun Novels & Stories

Hayden pushed Natalia over to the couch so they could look at his laptop screen. "What did you find?" Hayden asked him. "Jon has been busy," Dorian said as he showed them the screen. He had found a chat room that was buried in the dark net. Jon had multiple posts of every woman he had killed, with the most recent uploaded about 30 minutes ago. Natalia felt sick as they looked at pictures he had posted of him cutting her up. He then showed a picture of the woman's torso, and carved into it was a message. Who will win?

Oh, I wanna give you everything I wanna give you everything, oh yeah yeah I wanna give you everything I wanna give you everything, oh I'm not going to wait until you're done 'Cause you pretended you don't need anyone Can't you see that I'm naked (Naked, naked) Oh, you see that I'm naked (Naked, naked) I'm not going to try 'til you decide You're ready to swallow all your pride I'm standing here naked (Naked, naked) I'm standing here naked (Naked, naked)

Ingrid rocked her body against his hardness, stimulating her clit, pressing against her swollen folds. Noah held her tight and captured her lips just as she was about to explode. She moaned loudly into his mouth, eyes wide open, as shock and thrill consumed her. Ingrid climaxed from their dry humping—right there, in the middle of the dance floor. She could feel Noah’s body trembling as he reached his release. Their bodies trembled together as they held each other, riding the aftermath of their dirty dance. Noah hugged her tightly, as if trying to shield her from the world. As if wanting to tell her how much he had enjoyed what they had just done. As if letting her know that she had nothing t

We can be friends. The phrase fired me up. I didn’t want to be friends with him. I wanted to be the dirty girl in the photos, and I could take it if only he’d let me. I dropped my backpack on the floor, somehow managing to find the strength of confession. “I have sides to me, too,” I said, then launched into a stream. “I looked in your wardrobe drawer, Julian. I shouldn’t have done it, but I was curious when I was taking one of your shirts out. I saw the pictures, and I saw the toys. I do know those sides of you, and it doesn’t make me want it any less. It makes me want it more. I’m not as innocent as I look. I’m not a baby who doesn’t know what sex, smut, and kink is. I love that stuff. I l

. Lucien stood, towering over the wrecked Elsame heir, his massive cock still half-hard and dripping. Without a word he grabbed a nearby bucket of warm water and soft cloths, kneeling between Nagur’s spread thighs. He worked methodically, cleaning the cum, lube, and sweat from Nagur’s body with firm but surprisingly gentle strokes. The warm cloth wiped down the marked chest, the bruised nipples, the heavy balls, and finally the devastated ass. Lucien pressed the cloth against the gaping hole, letting it soak up the leaking mess while Nagur moaned softly at the careful touch on his oversensitive rim. “Easy, pet. You took it so well. That cunt is properly ruined now—just the way we like it.” H

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

Wasn’t the best thing in the world, but a hole is a hole. As we pass the doors, I can feel Grace’s hesitation as she realizes what is happening. There are people everywhere naked, sucking each other, or even fucking. This is the Sinner side of the business. I had to add some sort of sex dungeon to the club. That was my biggest dream, and I finally found someone who had the same vision as me.

The wet, filthy sound of cum being churned inside Finn’s hole filled the quiet room. Magnus set a brutal pace immediately: deep, powerful thrusts that jolted Finn’s entire body forward on the bed. Each slam punched directly into his prostate, sending unwanted sparks of pleasure through his exhausted frame. Finn’s cock twitched and hardened against the mattress despite how many times he had already cum that night.

He leaned over me with his chest against my back and lips at my ear. “You're going to come to my room every night”, he growled, his hips pounding into me, as his hands moved up to fondle my breasts. “Every. Single. Night. Say it”. “I'll come—fuck”. I choked. “I’ll come to your room—”. “Say my name”. “Randy—”. “And what are you?”. “I'm your stepslut”. The broken words tumbled out desperately. “I'm your dirty little stepslut”.

I said, "Rena..., the rule about dirty talk—" "Dog! I want to get fucked!" Already cutting off my sentence, she actually let out a dirty word. "Squat!" Spontaneously I forced Rena to face the front of the pants I opened and exposed the tension in front of her face. My hand pulled Rena's head closer, passing my long stick over her warm lips many times. "Uh, Ren ...." I looked up, occasionally closing my eyes as I was carried away by the ridiculous bubbling that was getting fuller down there. "Keep going, Ren ...." A little more. Yes ....