Dirty Wattpad Stories Novels & Stories

Ava’s POV I’m gone. I sat at breakfast leaking Victor’s cum, thighs pressed together under the table so nothing would drip onto the floorboards. Alex was talking about going fishing again, his voice bright and oblivious, while I smiled and nodded like a good wife. Victor sat across from me, sipping coffee, watching me with those dark, possessive eyes. Every time I shifted I felt it—warm, thick, sliding slowly out of me, soaking into my panties. The wet spot grew. I clenched hard to keep more from escaping. My clit throbbed with every heartbeat. I hated how much I loved it. Hated how the shame only made me wetter.

Staring back at me was a photocopied page from my super secret journal, the one I had misplaced…the one with all my dirty stories. “No... no way. This couldn't be happening.” I mumbled it to myself, my hands shaking badly, but my eyes weren't playing tricks on me and I knew that what I was seeing was real. It was one of the hottest scenes I'd written, the words black and clear as I read Wyatt bending me over his office desk…I couldn’t even read it because every filthy detail down from his thick shaft splitting me open, to cum leaking from my hole was right there on the page.

The desk felt cold in my palms. My blouse hung shredded around my elbows. My skirt bunched around my waist, still twisted. My heels were gone-I didn't even know when. Nick dragged a hand down my back "Look at you. Still dripping" "I can't stop," I whispered. "You don't want to stop," Jake corrected. He leaned in, whispering filth in my ear., “You love being filled. You love how we use your body."

Sometimes the dirtiest things were the most honest. There was something liberating about being filthy with a stranger, saying the words most people kept locked inside, words that hummed with a forbidden thrill. Tarja had never been good at hiding desire. Finnish directness, perhaps, or simply a structural integrity that demanded honesty. When James had first suggested video chat, she'd simply said 'Yes, but I want to see everything.' And she had. The screen had been a thin veil, easily pierced.

"Some speeches ain't for young ears, and men don't like keeping it clean all the time." Thomas swallowed. "Aye, I'll tell 'em. They'll be glad of it. The sun's been bitter today, and even their sweat ain't dampened the skin." What little moisture they exuded had dried into their clothes, making them smell even worse. Unlike Nathaniel, hygiene wasn't high on their list of priorities. Over Abraham's shoulder, he noticed a strange light in the sky. A white glow that warped into the shape of a bird before plunging into the watery abyss.

Credits 1. Story and Idea: James Kaloko 2. Year of Idea: 2017 3. Inspiration: Me Too and Time's Up Movement 4. Written: Late 2019-June of 2020 5. Written by: James Kaloko 6. Edited by: James Kaloko 7. Characters created by: James Kaloko 8. Official cover art made by: nita4rever 9. Platform published: @Jkaloko (Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/user/Jkaloko

⸻ I step out of the shower with my head still somewhere else, trying not to think too much, about the game, about Mateo, about Sofi, about the way everything feels stuck in my chest, so I focus on the basics, on the simple things, on what I can control. Dark jeans, a white t-shirt, a light jacket on top, nothing special, nothing that stands out, just enough so it doesn’t look like I was dragged out of the house, I run a hand through my hair, glance at myself in the mirror for a second and that’s it. I don’t need more. I grab my phone before leaving and, out of habit, check the team group chat. Mistake. Messages and more messages. Complaints, insults, excuses, frustration.

Water bursts out of me, gushing down my thighs. “Oh, fuck—she’s squirting,” one of them groans, his cock jerking in my fist. I can’t stop. My body shakes as streams of wetness pour out of me, soaking the men, the couch, the floor. My scream breaks into sobs, into moans, into gasping cries that don’t sound human. The cock in my pussy thrusts through it, grinding deeper as if to wring me dry. The one in my ass groans, slamming into me harder, riding the spasms of my body as I gush over them both.

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am so sorry i have not been well for so long i was attack on my way to work and everything goy stolen am so sorry again i will upload my story pls forgive me but you can read the wolf moon am done with it my friend help also pls hope you love my stories anything you dont like pls update me thank you as you all know am new and i wil like to be friend with some of you so i can learn more also thanks again for your love and kindness am dorathy onyekachi but call me dora