Dirty One Shots Novels & Stories

My heavy balls slapped against her ass as I gripped her tits and started slamming into her hard. She screamed in pleasure while I fucked her like an animal. I felt long nails on my ass — Gigi had come up behind me. She walked around the bar, moved a potted plant, and pulled out a small digital camera with the red light already blinking. They’d been recording the whole fucking time.

It was her eyes that made her unique, as they could make even a plain face like hers look beautiful. He didn't know why he nodded his head. Was it because of some magic, or because he was moved by her tantalizing eyes. Sonia smiled again, revealing her white teeth. "Let's play dice! You have to guess the number and if you guess wrong then you'll have to drink shots." How fun! A disdainful smile appeared at the corners of Daniel's mouth. He had nothing else to do anyway. Why not play a drinking game with another stranger in a bar! Two hours later… Daniel was drunk beyond comprehension.

I hold up the shirt, using it as an excuse to run my eyes over her body. “That’s okay. It’s better than being wet all night. Which I am. I’m soaking wet.” Fuck. It’s like she’s trying to kill me. “I mean, look at me.” She sticks her finger between her breasts again. “I’m all sticky. I’m pretty sure—” She licks her finger. I readjust my cock in my jeans, trying to stop it at half-mast before it gives me away. “—Yep, that’s salt from the margarita. It tastes kinda good, actually. I think I’ll go order one after this. Want one? I still feel bad I spilled those drinks on you. But ten shots? Isn’t that a little excessive?”

“You don’t have to do all this, Ethan. I think we should go.” He didn’t listen. He took my hand and led me deeper, past the main floor, into a private lounge at the back. The door closed behind us with a soft click. It was worse in here. Almost everyone was naked or close to it. A man was on his knees behind another man, face buried between his cheeks, tongue working while the one standing gripped the edge of a table and moaned loud enough for the whole room to hear. Other people watched. Some touched themselves. Some joined in without asking.

I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations. I turned on the shower, washing up my body and I felt a shiver down my spine when my fingers slipped past my nipples. I began washing off every wetness from thighs and pussy. Flashes of Jack’s cock keep flooding into my head, so I rinsed off my body and used my finger to circle my tits. Then I rubbed my pussy gently, rubbing my clit as I felt the sensation spread out through my body. I shoved one finger into my cunt gently. Then I used two fingers circling my clit, then faster, my hips rocking up my hands.

He placed down a salt shaker and two lemon slices. "Bottoms up," I shouted as we took our shots. We both screamed as we took the last shot. Slamming the shot glasses on the counter. The alcohol was already working its way through my body, warmth pooling in my stomach. Savage Love by Jason Derulo started playing, and Sullivan and I shouted in excitement. We ran out onto the dance floor and let the music guide our souls.

Good, we are getting somewhere. I retreated and took of my shorts and T-shirt leaving me naked and bare. I laid down on the plush rug opening my legs wide enough to give him a good view of my pussy and dipped two of my fingers. Spreading my wetness all over his rug. I already missed his fingers. Mine wasn’t as good. But it will have to do I touched myself all the while keeping eye contact. This left me feeling so hot and dirty and I loved every second of it. I took my dripping fingers and crawled back to him grabbing hold of his cock. I stiffened grunt left his lips, his breathing became labored.

The little stand next to the table now held an ice bucket, a bottle of white wine nestled in the crushed cubes. "I took a chance on white," he explained. "I guess I should have asked you what you preferred. Same with the food, but I wanted it to be a surprise." "This is perfect," she assured him. "Better than perfect. I love white wine. And I know I'll love whatever you chose for the meal." Kristin was blown away with the effort he'd made to create a romantic getaway for them. Whatever was between them might not be anything serious, nothing more than a casual fling, as it were. But he was doing a damn sight better than the men she'd been going out with.

THE HORNY FAMILY KIMBERLY I stood stiffly in the dimly lit toilet of the club, pressing my back against the tiled wall, trying to breathe through the chaos I could still hear from outside. The bass from the speakers pounded through the floor, the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume filled the air.

Flickering lights, white, reds, and blue-a dazing array of colours that fits together perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle. Crowds of pedestrians walk on their way home, others can be seen walking along the pavements outside the SWAN shop, a high-class shop for adult toys. Kinky shoppers went inside to buy their needs for sexual satisfaction. A slender guy looking like a woman plastered a sweet smile on his face while reaching the purchased items of his customers.