Dirty Thirty Themes Novels & Stories

he shouted. "I want your cum" she said. With that he drove his skinny hips down to slam into her and spurted his puny load coating her channel with his scum. I sure hope Colin is right she thought about the vasectomy and disease. Pedro climbed off of her his cock already shrinking. "Pedro fook you good didn't he, it won't be the last time either" he crowed as he pulled his pants back on. Kim lay there with her legs spread, Pedro's cum running out and down over her ass. She felt so dirtied and ashamed but she had a lot of inner strength and deep down she knew she could forget this if they survived. Her worry was could Dan forget it.

The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch. “Take it, whore. Take that dick in your shithole.” They started pounding her….. Ethan wrecking her ass, Jax skull-fucking her. Then they switched. Jax took her asshole while Ethan made her clean his cock straight from her ass, making her taste her own filth. She came hard, squirting messily onto the mat while both holes were used. But they weren’t satisfied yet. They flipped her onto her back and double-penetrated her properly. Jax lay down and yanked her on top, slamming into her cunt. Ethan mounted her from behind and forced his cock back into her already-stuffed asshole.

My hands pressed into the wood, my knuckles white, as I whispered a frantic prayer. “Lord, cleanse me. Wash this filth out of my mind. I am Yours. I am not this woman. I am not.” But my body… my body wouldn’t stop trembling. Because the truth? For one wild, reckless second… I liked what I saw. I grabbed the phone again and my thumbs flew across the screen. Gloria: Don’t you ever send me something like that again. This is disgusting, sinful. You need repentance, not this filth.

The way she kept pretending she hated every second around me while blushing like crazy anytime I got too close. Adorable. And the fake dating thing? That was going to be entertaining as hell. Three months of messing with Mason while driving Chance insane? Yeah. I definitely won. I sped past downtown Ashford, the expensive buildings glowing under the night sky. Rich people loved pretending this town was perfect, but everybody here was miserable underneath all the money. Parents cheating. Kids doing drugs. Families hating each other behind closed doors. I really hate this town. But I think these three months will make it bearable.

he promised. “Antonio, get me out of here right now. I don't like it here Antonio. The room I have is too small. I can't breathe in here. And it's so dirty and the bathroom is cockroach infested, not to talk of the rats here. And then they wake me up by six am because of that damn body count. You know I hate waking up early" I complained. "You'll be moved to a bigger and better room while we work on your release. Just be patient, Gemma" he promised.

****Dirty Secrets is gradually coming to an end. We have two more chapters to go **** Xavier Mary or whatever her name is is a variable I did not see coming. She walked in at the right time and saved me some time. Staring at her, I tried to figure out if this is just a charade. When a man is desperate just like myself, there is always a tendency for mistake; a mistake from a desperate man.

– DARK ROMANCE MODE 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Daniel Blackwood lay beside the unconscious Rose Sinclair, pulling her gently over him… as if she already belonged there. His fingers moved slowly through her hair… while his eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling. Calm outside… but a storm inside. 🌪️ He whispered under his breath— “Tomorrow… everything is going to change, my love…” ❤️ A faint smirk touched his lips.

He licked his lips, still looking. I looked down and realized my nipples had already hardened beneath the fabric. “Say you want us, baby sister, and we'll have you so weak you won't be able to walk again,” Devon said, smacking my ass. The sound echoed through the silent basement. “No. I'm your big sister.” I still protested, but my voice was weak. I had never been involved in a threesome, and I had always told myself I never would be. But with them around, I didn't know if I could keep that promise.

It’s been three days since I started talking to Jason on my socials, he asks questions trying to know more about me. Asking about my family, where I am from, where I’m based. Coincidentally, we stay in the same city, just few miles away from each other. He spams me with his pictures, always shirtless, and he has nice worked out abs and chest. He also has a cute face, and a nice voice. We make midnight calls, talking for hours, mostly dirty talks. Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos.

They’re weak and feel like jelly. He fishes out some paper towels and cleans himself up with them. When I extend my hand to him for some, he shakes his head. “You’re going to walk out of here with my cum running down your thighs.” Fuck. Who knew professor Kade was a dirty talker? When my brain can function again, I tug my panties up my thighs and wear my leggings, ignoring the lines of cum that trickle down my thighs. It’s dirty but it’s so fucking hot.