Dirty Talking Stories Novels & Stories

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including non-consensual initiation (dubcon/rape fantasy elements), BDSM (spanking, bondage, gagging, anal play), age gap (23F/older M), rough sex, degradation, and power imbalance. Reader discretion advised... triggers for coercion and humiliation. CHAPTER ONE "So that's what you wear to babysit my kids?" he demanded, looking her over. She looked down. Sure, her t-shirt was v-necked, and her skirt was filmy and loose, but it came to her knees, and her top, while fitted, didn't show that much of her impressive cleavage.

He didn't pick up his things, he just headed for his bathroom, the office had a bathroom, that's what mansions do, leaving me there, feeling like a used up slut. I was smiling, licking my fingers, and giggling as finally I tasted Daddy's cock, and it was just as I had imagined, but even better. Mom has to forgive me because now I won't be cumming to videos; I'll be cumming to his cock. *** •Author's Note• There's a full still ongoing book of Gerald and Zoe's story; it's titled ‘FUCK ME, DADDY’ erotica but with a thicker plot. You can add it up and follow their story. Oh, and vote, my people. Vote!

My mouth went dry. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Lila,” he admitted, his voice cracking a little. “Every time you prance around the house in those tiny shorts, bending over… teasing me… I jerked off thinking about you more nights than I can count.” The confession was like lightning. All the guilt, all the filthy fantasies I’ve hidden, they weren’t one-sided he wanted me too. He sat on the edge of the bed. His big hand landed on my knee and slowly slid up my thigh, spreading me open. I shivered hard; his touch was scorching.

“This is what happens when naughty students fuck in public bathrooms. They get used properly by their superiors.” Without further warning, he pushed inside her in one long, relentless stroke. Mia moaned loudly as he stretched her open, the mixture of her juices and Jake’s cum easing the way. He bottomed out, balls-deep, and held still, savoring the tight heat. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” he growled. “Such a sloppy little cunt.”

I touched myself through the denim, my mind replaying the way he’d growled my name, the way his massive cock had filled me until I thought I’d burst. I was a mess. I was a traitor. I was my brother-in-law’s dirty little secret. And as my own hand worked against my aching cock, I realized the terrifying truth..I wasn't just trapped. I was addicted. I was a soft, pretty little bitch who had finally found the one thing he was truly meant for…to be ruined by a man who shouldn't even be looking at him. I came in the silence of my room, a weak, shaky release that left me feeling more hollow than before.

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.

“Touch yourself. Dig your finger into your hole and see for yourself just how filthy you are.” It isn’t a request. It’s a motherfucking command. My hips flare as I slide my hand over my stomach, going downward, then slipping a finger through my pussy lips. My body tenses at the contact. My legs wobble. Slick. Wet. Lush. My walls tighten in air, slickness pooling, spreading down my thighs. He hisses low, “Filthy little thing…” My face burns with embarrassment, guilt at being caught. “Undo my pants and bring out my cock.”

He squeezed her round ass and teased her their tight holes with his fingers. The sensation was pure heaven. The warm oil made every slide smooth and erotic. Sara's pussy left wet trails along his cock as she rubbed against him. She slid her pussy lips up and down the full length of his enormous cock, teasing the swollen head against the entrance but not letting him enter yet. Vincent’s breathing became heavy. His cock twitched and leaked precum. The teasing drove him insane. “We’re your little sluts now, Daddy. Use us however you want," Sara whispered.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

“Well, little brothers? Why are you such hound-doggin’ bastards?” Elena pressed her fingertips to her mouth to hide her smile. “Us?” Titus laughed. “Says Mr. Sold a Threesome Story, Mr. Nailed Molly Peters Before She Got Famous, and Mr. Secret Sex Tape.” I hit him with a sharp gaze as Elena chewed the inside of her lip. “All in the past, Titus. Way in the damn past. And two of those things weren’t even my fault.” “You sold a threesome story?” Elena asked softly.