Dirty Youtuber Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

To slap that smirk off his face and then kiss him until he moaned. To pull his jeans down and spank his bare ass right here until it turned red and he was leaking for me. The dirty thoughts flooded my head again, with him crying my name, begging, taking every inch while I told him he was mine.

she moaned softly, “fuck me, fill me up. I love being your dirty little whore.” He groaned as the tip of his cock nestled, creating soft friction, and then he drove into her in one deep thrust. He pulled out and pounded her ruthlessly. This wasnt lovemaking, or growing closer. This was a dirty fuck in a dingy carpark. The kind of fuck that Remy knew well and the kind of scene that made men like Ethan lose their minds. She took it all and let her arse push back against his cock as he stayed buried deep in her.

I thought about Sebastian again and his cold voice after saying this didn't mean anything and I just wanted to see what it was like, but it meant something to me, it meant something and I didn't know what to do with that. I reached over and grabbed a dirty T-shirt off the floor and wiped my stomach and my chest, the fabric rough and cold and I didn't care, then I pulled up my boxers and my jeans and did up the button and the belt with my hands still shaking a little. I rolled onto my side and pulled my knees up on the lumpy mattress where the sheet was damp with sweat and come and I didn't care about any of it, I just closed my eyes and Sebastian was still there behind my lids and in my ches

abruptly, and his face turned black. It seemed that they were in a crisis of trust. "You idiot, if you want to monopolize me, you can say it directly. You don't need to be jealous." He used a teasing tone to cover up his ridicule and dissatisfaction with her. As soon as he finished his words, Sonia got up in a hurry, put her hands on her hips, glared at him and said angrily, "I'm not interested in you at all. I'm a neat freak. I hate it when you touch another woman and then come to touch me. Don't touch me again. You are dirty!" "So I should keep my integrity for you?" He turned around, with his head resting on one hand, and looked at her playfully. "It is a clean living. If you go out and

His hot cum drips down my pussy and it makes me pulse in desire once again. Keeping my eyes locked with his I slide my hand down to my pussy and rub his cum over my clit, going around in circles, faster and faster, till I come once again. I’ve never felt so dirty, but so good. It’s filthy and I love it. And by the way, Blake is looking at me right now, I can tell that he loves what I did too. Maybe Blake likes dirty girls. Maybe I can be his dirty girl.

I'm a mess – a perfect, filthy, destroyed, worshipped mess. "Don't clean up yet," Ethan says. He grabs his phone. Photographs me – covered in cum, spread on the sheets, the bowl of unused condoms visible on the nightstand, evidence of a night that exceeded every fantasy I've ever had. "Now," he says, setting the phone down. "Who wants to go again?" Round two is dirtier than round one.

The dirty imagination drives me wild, takes me to where I ought to be. My legs shiver, nails dig into his flesh as I cry from want. How he fucks me. Oh, how he leaves me broken and dirty. Juice leaks out of my pussy to the cry of climax. Just like he makes me drip. The tremor takes over my body, has me jerking and stiffening simultaneously. I pin my back down and go up for a fierce thrust, needing his cock to fill me up. “Yes, daddy.” I cry, shaking like a jelly as I cum all over the sheets.

He shudders, his cock twitching, pulsing deep inside me as he comes, filling me completely, his harsh growl echoing in my ear, “You’re fucking mine—mine—forever, Harper.” Nathan groans softly beneath me, hips jerking upwards, driving into me even deeper. He trembles, breathing raggedly against my skin as he releases inside me, his cock throbbing rhythmically. “So perfect, baby girl. You’re so perfect. Ours. Always ours.” I hold myself back through sheer willpower alone, trembling violently as they finish inside me, my body strung so tightly it feels ready to snap. I sob quietly, fighting the orgasm with every ounce of strength I have left.

“Everyone is planning for your downfall. Keep up the disinterested act when everything goes downhill.” “What do you want?” He asked “And you didn’t come up here to just tell me that thinking I will be scared. People do my job for me, of course people will talk, and I am alpha, everyone who is smart will want me down, and if you want to be an ally then you are just as stupid as they say every white wolf is.” She nodded “You are so dumb, and this is why Vivian cheats on you.” He didn’t say a word or move but she could smell the hurt, a pride was bleeding, and it wasn’t hers.