Novel & Cerita Dirty Sex Storys

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

It was pleasant and painful at the same time. She began kissing me again, then she slowly lifted herself from me. Her hand went under her, groping around for my cock. I reached down to grab it and put it in her hand. She stroked it gently, as if preparing it for what was to come. I took in a sharp breath when I felt my tip rubbing against her pussy lips. “Can you feel that?” She asked softly. “I'm dripping wet and it's all because of you.” One thing I had come to love more than having sex with her was the way she talked dirty while at it. It was so stimulating that I was sure she could have made me cum just by her words alone.

CONTENT: MILFS, Big Breasts, Big Cock, Big Balls, Kissing, Pussy licking, Fingering, Finger Fucking, Face Riding, Doggystyle, Missionary Position, Dick Sucking, Ass Licking, Threesome, Girl on Girl, Foursome,69, Dick Riding. CHAPTER 1

He thrust them hard and fast, stirring the cum already inside me into a wet, filthy mess. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes, please… yes… oh my God!” I cried out, voice cracking as his fingers pounded into me. The wet squelching sounds were obscene, loud enough for anyone to hear. “Oh my God… please… yes…” I moaned louder, completely shameless now, rocking my hips back onto his hand like a desperate whore who couldn’t get enough. “Don’t stop — fuck me harder with those fingers!” “You like that, don’t you?” Kade groaned, slamming his fingers even deeper, curling them brutally. “The way my fingers wreck this cum-filled pussy? You love being a filthy little cumdump for strangers, don’t you, Gina?”

#Story 2: Eat Me, Boss Daddy Andrea’s fingers were buried deep inside her soaked pussy when the door to her private cubicle in the quiet marketing wing clicked open. “Fuck—Drew, wait—!” Her colleague and so-called friend stood frozen in the doorway, eyes locked on the obscene sight: Andrea’s skirt rucked up around her waist, lace panties shoved to the side, two fingers plunging in and out of her glistening cunt while her other hand pinched a hard nipple through her half-unbuttoned blouse. The scent of her arousal was thick in the small space.

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

“Good girl. Now tell me honestly, Sophie. When you’re drawing those dirty scenes with girls getting their tight little holes fucked deep and stretched wide, do you ever stop to touch yourself? Do you slide your fingers into that virgin cunt and rub your clit pretending it’s happening to you?” I squirmed on the rug, my face burning hot. Fresh wetness leaked into my panties. “Yes… I do it all the time,” I admitted, my voice shaky. “Sometimes I get so turned on that I can’t even finish the drawing. I pull my panties to the side and finger myself really fast while imagining an older man holding me down and using me. I’ve never told anyone that before, Julian. It feels so embarrassing saying it o

hie hand reaching out to her clit ,rubbing firm circles on her clit ,he loved her tight walls and how it clenched around him. The air grew thick with the scent of sex, their moans echoing in the confined space, oblivious to the party above. He pulled out at one point, turning her around to lavish attention on her nipples, sucking and biting gently as his fingers rubbed her clit, building her to another climax. 'I need you inside me again,' she begged, and he obliged, entering her once more, their bodies moving in perfect sync. It went on for what felt like hours, round after round, exploring every inch ,him kissing down her neck, whispering dirty things in her ear, her scratching his back in

Thank god. When I glanced back at the laptop again, I noticed that I could see the edge of a folder window behind the document. Clicking on it, I found myself staring at a large number of files. The folder was called "UNPUBLISHED WORKS". Quietly scrolling through the various files, I decided to pick another document randomly and see what it was like. Sure enough, it was another erotica story. After just a few paragraphs, I deduced that it was a story about a new intern being hired in at a company, and the owner's son entering into a "forbidden" fling with her. Unable to resist, I quickly scrolled through the pages, looking for another sex scene.