Dirty Sexy Stories Novels & Stories

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

His grunts filled the room as I clenched and unclenched my pussy wall, making sure I grabbed the tip of his dick hard. “Say what I am making you feel,” I moaned out loud to him. “I want to hear you tell me dirty things.” I urged him. He grabbed my ass, split the centre open and held me down until I couldn't move. “You bad bitch!” he cursed at me. Then without warning, he began to stroke me, faster and deeper. My eyes rolled to the side as torrents of screams tore from my throat. I gripped his shoulder blade, holding on for my dare life.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

“Dripping for your own stepbrother while our parents sleep right down the hall. You’re such a disgusting whore for me, aren’t you, Ria?” “Yes,” I gasped, hips bucking up desperately. “I’m your dirty stepsister slut. Please, Damien… use me. Ruin me completely.” He released my throat and shoved three thick fingers deep into my soaked hole without warning, stretching me wide. The sudden intrusion made me moan loudly before I could stop myself. He pumped them brutally, curling hard against my G-spot while his thumb ground against my swollen clit. “Quiet,” he hissed, but his eyes gleamed with dark pleasure at the risk. “Or do you want Mom to hear what a cock-hungry little bitch her daughter is?”

“Dripping down my fingers like a needy whore. This pussy is clenching so hard, begging to be fucked. You want my cock right here, don’t you? Want me to bend you over these seats and pound you while Jake watches the movie?” His dirty words made me gush. I nodded frantically, biting my knuckle to stay quiet. “Yesss… Alex… please…” He sped up, fucking me harder with his fingers, thumb rubbing my clit in tight, fast circles. The pressure coiled tighter in my belly. I was so close, right on the edge, thighs trembling, pussy fluttering around his thick digits. “Ooooh god… ahhhh… I’m gonna…I’m so close…” My voice cracked into a desperate whimper. I couldn’t hold back the moans much longer. My hips

Sweat slicked our bodies, his chest hot against my back. He sped up, grunting with each powerful stroke. “That’s my dirty girl. Going to breed this neighbor pussy while your parents are gone. Fill you up with my load until it takes.” His words hit something filthy in me and I came hard, pussy spasming around his cock, juices squirting down my thighs onto the floor. I cried out his name, body jerking against the window.

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.

I ran two fingers through her folds, coating them in her slickness, then pushed them inside without warning. “Fuck… so tight,” I groaned. “You’ve been saving this pussy for me, haven’t you?” “Yes… Dr Hale…” she whimpered, pushing back against my hand. I curled my fingers, stroking the spot that made her cry out. “Call me Marcus when my fingers are inside you.” “Marcus… please…” I added a third finger, stretching her while my thumb circled her swollen clit. She was dripping down my hands and the wet filthy sounds filled the library.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t