Dirty Readings Novels & Stories

Run where nobody finds them. Or die trying. Right now both seemed the same anyway.

White asked June whose dirty thoughts assumed something else that she had a blush creeping up on her cheeks. Mr. White lessened his tie before raising his eyebrows directly at the blush on June's face. "Hot weather allergies." she said in embarrassment trying to defend the last sane part of herself. "Okay." Was all he said before placing his hands on the table, clamped together leaning in his eyes focused on June who magically felt the air becoming too thick to breathe through her little nose

Riana wiped the cum off her chin with the back of her hand and licked it slowly, staring straight into Ryker’s eyes with that same wicked hunger that had started everything. Her red dress was ruined, bunched around her waist, tits spilling out, makeup smeared, and her thighs glistened with a mixture of her squirt and his load that was still leaking from her freshly fucked pussy. She looked like the perfect slut, and Ryker’s cock was already hardening again at the sight.

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.

My hands shook as I mashed out: wrong person wrong person wrong person Then I tried to delete it. Pressed delete. Confirmed. The message disappeared from my side of the screen… but not from Sebastian's. The chat now read: You deleted a message. Fuck!!! What have I just done!! I was already typing a long "wrong number" text when my heart skipped a beat as I saw… Read receipt. 1:14 AM.

Piss on my body adds to the mess-droplets flying off with every movement. Hit her tits and face. Jade's eyes are half-closed. mouth open. I lean down, my wet chest sliding over her breasts, rubbing my piss-skin all over her. She arches up, Rubbing against it, loving the filth. I quicken my pace, pounding into her harder. Her pussy clenches, Milking my cock. I can feel her getting wetter, juices flowing out around me. mixing with what's left of her piss.

He rolled his eyes. “Debatable.” He laughed under his breath. “And stop flirting with every girl that breathes.” Raid looked offended. “I do not flirt with every girl.” “You flirt with oxygen.” “That’s different.” “Raid.” “Got it ,” he muttered again. “Less flirting.” I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. “You’re not taking this seriously.” “I am,” he argued lazily. “I’m sacrificing a lot here.” He pouted, blinking rapidly at me. I rolled my eyes.

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.”

It was huge on me, but I didn't mind. Picking through my clothes on the floor of the bathroom, I found my panties. They were red. As I stretched them out and lifted one leg to step into them, I noticed the entire crotch area was a much deeper, crimson red. Lifting them up to my face, my eyes flashed as I realized just how soiled they were. Pressing the material with two fingers, they came away sticky and wet. I suppose that shouldn't be all that shocking. I didn't have a clean pair at his place. A grin slowly appeared on my face as I stared at myself in the mirror. Lifting my feet one at a time, I pulled the soiled panties up my legs and snugged them around my crotch anyway. They were cold b

This is insane! [Wait. The more I listen, the more it sounds like Bradley is telling the truth. That woman's been acting the whole time.] [If this is real, it's beyond disgusting. Monica isn't even gone yet, and the wife and the killer… I can't even think about it.] Sandra's face flushed bright red. "Bradley, stop slandering me! You're crazy! You've been blinded by hatred!" I didn't bother responding. I pulled out my phone and projected a heart rate monitor app onto the corner of the livestream.