Dirty One Direction Preferences Novels & Stories

“When my fingers touch your pussy, will I find it wet for me?” “Yes,” I breathe. “I’m so wet for you, Owen.” “This is what you want.” He’s talking dirty, still being demanding, but double-checking my consent too. He cares so fucking much, and my heart swells in my chest. “It is.” I squirm underneath him, clit begging to be touched. “I want it, and I need it. Touch me, Owen. Please.” With his hand under my leggings but still over my panties, he sweeps his fingers over my core. I swear I could come right now if he does it again.

He needed to take a shower and calm his head down to enable him to prepare for business and the hectic day ahead of him tomorrow. GEMMA After kneeling a while after Antonio left and willing the excitement in my pussy to calm down, I finally stood up. I was still craving Antonio's dick in my pussy. I still hate him, I don't think I can stop hating him but weirdly, I love the evil things he does to me. I love how he fucks me and was even ready to try out new things with him. I never expected him to fuck me in my butt hole as it was too painful, but then I was being punished. But strangely, I want him to fuck me there again despite the pain.

FIONA'S POV. “How about this lip tint?” Amanda asked, walking up to me as she applied it on her lips. I shook my head. “Hmmm, I'm not sure about that. It doesn't look like your style. It looks weird.” I hit her butt jokingly as I checked through the shelf. “I want to try more something bolder. Most of the ones I have are cool colour and moreover guys are attracted to bold girls.” she giggled. “You are such a slut.”

I was whatever they wanted me to be. But through it all, I felt Archer's eyes on me. Sitting in his VIP booth, watching with that unsettling intensity. His gaze followed my every movement, my hips, my spine. Archer was dangerous. I knew that. I finished my set and collapsed in the dressing room. The door opened. Archer walked in Silently. Graceful. He closed the door and leaned against it. "Jae," he said, voice smooth. "What do you want?" He smiled. "You're already getting fans. People come specifically to see you. I've had three inquiries tonight."

Meanwhile, Lionel had never gotten into any scandals during his marriage to that rich city socialite. But me? I ended up catching STDs after marrying Jamie, becoming the neighborhood joke. Seeing Lionel's affectionate gaze as he looked at me, Tracy rushed between us again, pushing us apart. "Lionel, don't think Shirley will accept your so-called open marriage now that you're married," she snapped. "She just hasn't been with other men yet. Once she gets to know Jamie, she'll dump you, you dirty scum!" Luckily, I had lived through this before and seen how Tracy chased after Lionel after my marriage in my past life. Otherwise, I might've actually fallen for her fake concern.

“Want to feel me dripping out of you for hours? Want to go back to your real life with part of me still inside you?” "YES – please – " “Dirty girl.” He pulls out suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. Spins me around before I can protest. Bends me over the desk so my cheek presses against the cool wood. “Let’s get you there first.” His cock slides back in from behind – deeper at this angle, impossibly deep – and his hand snakes around my hip to find my clit. “One more,” he says against my ear, rubbing in tight circles while he fucks me from behind. “Give me one more and I’ll give you what you want. I’ll fill you so full you’ll feel me for days.”

“Oh, you’re eager tonight, aren’t you, baby? What do you want to see?” Then, another ding. A bigger one. $100. The username makes my breath catch. DomTheBoss69. He’s been my white whale for two weeks. A top-tier tipper who never shows his face or uses his mic, only the chat. His words are always, always a command. DomTheBoss69: The red is a good color. But it’s still in the way. A thrill shoots straight to my core. My pussy clenches around nothing, already getting slick. This is the game. This is the real addiction.

She had touched herself earlier, but she wasn’t satisfied, her pussy pulsated, her pulse raced. David has been in his room, he has been watching porno since the rain started pouring, his cock has been hard for a while, he went to get water from the kitchen. While coming back he sneaked to his stepmom’s room, he was hoping she would be touching herself or wearing something sexy, so he could peep and get more excited. On getting to the door, he realized the door was locked, so he went back to his room. Few minutes later, there was a knock on his door. He immediately removed what he was watching and adjusted his cock, before getting the door.

"My loyalty is where I'll benefit too, Lauren. Besides, siding with Sarah will not be betraying your father, you know this." "What do you mean? Are you going to be on that woman's side now?" "Well, not if you offer something more beneficial than what she has offered." "Get out!" "Huh!?" "I said get out, uncle Philip! Go!!" The man rose to his feet and quietly walked out of the house. Lauren stood up from where she was sitting too and started walking away, in search for more liquor. ~~~~LAUREN'S POV~~~~

EPISODE EIGHT.... "Can we try something different today?" Janelle suddenly spoke.. Damian was someone who preferred BDSM during sex... At first she thought it was exciting to try new things but she slowly began to wish they could try normal sex. "Why? You don't enjoy it?" His husky voice made her dripping wet.. Everything about him was a f*cking turn on and she probably won't get tired of this handsome man... She wrapped her hands around his neck as she pulled him closer...