Dirty Nun Novels & Stories

The basement looks like a crime scene. Cards everywhere. Poker chips on the floor. Beer bottles knocked over. The pool table covered in fluids I don't want to identify. And in the middle of all of it, me, wrapped in a blanket that Marcus grabbed from somewhere, surrounded by four naked men who all look as wrecked as I feel. "I need water." My voice is hoarse from having my throat fucked. "And maybe a shower." "Shower sounds good." Banks stands up, offering me his hand. "Come on. I'll help you clean up."

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”.

She was still a little puffy and sensitive from last night, but so fucking wet that my fingers made obscene squelching noises as I pumped them deep. “Oh shit—Leo!” she gasped against my lips, her hips bucking wildly, riding my hand. Her juices ran down my wrist. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” I growled, curling my fingers to rub that spongy spot inside her while my thumb attacked her swollen clit. “My own stepsister getting finger-fucked in a closet because she can’t stay away from my cock.”

He was not in a good state of mind, and besides, it was already too late and so he considered staying the night here, drinking himself to stupor, lying with a lady or two and then resuming in the morning. He called the madam of the brothel and she came through, flashing huge boobs at him. “What's your spec?” she asked. “Get me a rider, a bad one.” “500” she said, stretching an arm. “You'll have her all night.” The bed creaked violently under their movement. Nate grabbed both breasts in his hand, tweaking her nipples as she rose and fell on him, her screams ringing in his ear. He spanked her once, and then again “Bad girl” he whispered and she went harder, her nails digging into his thighs.

I moaned loudly into Jake’s mouth, arching my back with pleasure. Anonymous fingers ripped my shorts down my legs in one swift motion. Cool air kissed my bare, dripping wet cunt. Two thick fingers immediately pushed deep inside me, curling roughly against my G-spot and making me cry out. “Goddamn, she’s soaking wet,” Dylan groaned with appreciation. “This pussy is fucking begging to be ruined by all of us tonight.”

Ronan barks then he slaps my tits and murmurs, “Dirty girl. You’re pleased you’ve got men twice your age jerking off, aren’t you?” That does it. I cry out as my orgasm crashes into me and it’s so good, I squirt all over the place, splashing the floor, the man sitting closest to us and ruining the table further. When I finally come down from my high, I see that the entire room is silent with shock and I freeze as well. I’m almost too scared to look down. I don’t need anyone to tell me I’ve ruined Ronan’s expensive pants. Damn it. I’m in deep fucking shit.

The morning after our all-night fuck-fest, I woke up sore in the best possible way. My pussy throbbed deliciously, swollen and sticky with Alex’s dried cum. He had slipped out of my room just before dawn, leaving only a quick, filthy kiss and a whispered promise: “Today’s going to be fun, baby.”

“I’m your little whore. Use me however you want.” Jodan gave a predatory half-smile that made her clit throb. They had been exchanging increasingly filthy messages for nearly six months. It had started with simple flirting, then turned into dirty fantasies: him describing how he would spank that juicy ass until it was purple, how he would tie her up and fuck every hole, and finally the heaviest promise — that one day he would shove his entire fist into her tight asshole until she screamed and came like a bitch in heat. Ravenna had cum countless times just reading those words. Now he was finally here, standing in front of her, and his scent — clean sweat, leather, and raw testosterone — fille

She rubbed the thick, rounded end up and down my dripping slit, teasing my entrance, before pushing it inside me. “Fuuuuuuuck!” I screamed as the thick vegetable stretched my pussy wide open. It felt so fucking dirty and good. Regina started pumping it in and out of me with long, deep strokes while still sucking hard on my clit. My juices were running everywhere — down the cucumber, all over her chin, and dripping onto her massive tits. The car was rocking noticeably. I could see people in the cars beside us staring, some with their mouths open, a few holding up phones. It only turned me on more.