Novel & Cerita Dirty Wattpad Stories

No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order. The other story - I am not sure if I will publish it here, but it can be found on another app - free - I.N.K.I.T.T - A pack of Rain and Pain. This story should change the name to - A Pack of Ashes and Hope - but on this app will maintain the same name. I am sorry for the delays, but the story will be completed. Have a great time everyone

I was tired of polite conversations and men who were too safe and boring. I reached for my phone on the nightstand. The bright screen lit up my face in the dark. I opened a private dating app I had downloaded a few days ago. It was a secret app where people were anonymous and honest. I swiped through the profiles. Swipe left. A man smiling on a boat. Swipe left. A tech worker looking for "something casual." Swipe left. A mirror picture with a fake smile. It was all so safe and normal. Then, I stopped.

Then I crawled into the sleeping bag and tried to forget my embarrassment. The next morning Mom woke us up early and we went into Tiana's room. The broken window would be easy enough to replace, but there was a lot of water damage. The carpet and the bed wear both soaked. Tiana tended to leave her dresser drawers open, and water had gotten into most of her clothes there. Only the stuff in her closet off the floor was still dry. We taped up the window and put the wet clothes in bags. Mom said she'd have a laundry service take care of them. Then it was time to go to school.

My clit is so swollen and my juice are dripping, then his finger move with purpose against my clit, each stroke faster than the last one and unable to hold it any longer a moan escape from my lip but dad is quick to cover my mouth with the blanket to prevent my mom from hearing. "Not too loud honey, we don't want mommy finding out what kind of slut her precious baby is. Do we"?. dad whispers. Dad is right about that, am a slut. I've fantasize alot about him, wondering what lays beneath his thighs. I've thought about what fucking him would be like . I've longed to be under his mercy while he fuck me senseless .

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

“Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.” Mr. Collins groaned, picking up his speed. His hips slapped against mine harder, driving his cock deeper with every thrust, as the water cascaded over us, making everything slick and messy. Ria dropped to her knees in front of me, with water streaming down her face as she leaned in and licked where we were joined. Her tongue licking my clit and along the base of her father’s cock as he pumped in and out of me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I came earlier than expected. I cried out, my pussy clenching hard around him. “Oh fuck… yes!”

Or maybe it was the intense irritation at being the object of common gossip. "Lexie Choate. Welcome to Red Creek and Heart Starter." "So, does everyone in Red Creek know all the grimy details?" he asked. She gave a slight shrug. "Dusty lived here forever and was always larger than life. When the four of you came for the meeting with the attorney, everyone's curiosity jumped about a hundred points. Word got out and, yes, you can't blame people for talking about it. The story is a little unusual." "To say the very least." He couldn't keep the edge of bitterness from his voice.

There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year. Social media accounts: Watpadd: swordofwhisper Dreame: sword of whisper Goodnovel: Marjo Ryna You can also message me at marjorhinah442@gmail.com for any inquiries. Thank you.

He rubbed the red marks gently for a few seconds, almost careful, then stood up. I stayed face down, too drained to move. The sheets under me were damp. My whole body felt used and open. He walked to the small bathroom. I heard water running. When he came back he had a damp cloth. He cleaned me between the legs with surprising care, then tossed the cloth aside. “Turn over.”