Dirty Youtuber Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My grip tightened, stroking us together, slow at first, then faster, the friction making my head spin. “Shit, Carter,” Dorian groaned, head tipping back, throat bared for my teeth to sink right into. “You’re gonna fucking kill me. Look at you....jerking us off like a goddamn pro. You've been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Both of our cocks in your hand and your finger buried in my ass?” His voice was pure gravel, dripping with filth, and every word sent a jolt straight to my dick. I moaned, loudly and shamelessly, my hand pumping faster, water splashing around us while I continued to rub his taint with my other finger. His dirty talk was unraveling me, stripping me bare, and I couldn’t ge

Then he pulled out of me and spilled his seed on the floor. "Slutty bitch" he spat out when he's done. I kept my dress down and fetched my panties from the floor. He stared at me hard and long. "Clean this up" he finally said and walked out of the room leaving me all to myself in his playroom.

❄️ Final Breakdown Daniel’s eyes turned cold instantly. He pushed Sonia away harshly. Sonia fell and got burned by hot coffee. A painful gasp escaped her lips. “Get out.” No emotion. No mercy. After she left, Daniel locked the door. Then he walked into the washroom. Turned on the shower. And stood under the water, scrubbing his skin hard… as if trying to erase something invisible. His voice echoed softly— “Only you… baby.” “My body should carry only your presence.” ❤️

i moaned softly. I pumped my fingers faster imagining his taunts. “You're a dirty girl” he'd say and I'd agree for him, I'd be anything. My clit throbbed under my thumb as I got close again as Jared’s rejection twisted the pleasure with pain… my stomach churning. He was engaged. Older and my late dad's friend. Wrong on every level yet I couldn't stop. “Fuck you, Jared Harlen,' I gasped fingers plunging deep. “ i want you so much and I am going make you want me even more” I cried as my body shook.

My cock is straining through my jeans and I’m rubbing through my jeans, needing that friction to keep me sane. “Does that hurt?” She asks with a glint in her eyes, goodness me… she is enjoying this fucking game. “Yes kitten, it fucking hurts that i cant fuck you senseless.” I try to make my voice sound different, nothing like the Dmitry she knows. Her panties wet when her circling increases, her moans grow louder and she bites her lower lip to stop herself from screaming so loud and I snap. I turn my phone off, drop it on the table and make my way down the hall.

“You two really couldn’t wait for me, huh? Started the party early.” Julian chuckled darkly, finally easing his thick length out of me with a long, obscene pop. Thick white strands of his cum immediately dripped from my swollen, puffy pussy onto the sheets below. “She’s all warmed up and sloppy for you now, son. Come take your turn. Our dirty little secret just got a whole lot more fun.” Oliver stripped fast, his shirt and shorts hitting the floor in a heap. His cock sprang free, rock-hard and already leaking at the tip, curving upward with eagerness.

I’m a whore. A dirty little whore… I crave to be spanked, spat on, fucked like a slut, and left dripping with cum from my face to my boobs. But nobody knows that…Not my best friend or my parents. And certainly not my goody two shoes fiancé, who's currently staring at me with a wide grin on his face. “Liv” I heard him mutter, snapping me back to reality. “I’m sorry, what?” I blurted out, my face flushed with embarrassment at the kind of thoughts I was having , especially in a place like this.

I rode it out, panting, until the tremors faded, leaving me limp and spent. What had I done? Fantasizing about a priest like that... I pulled my hand free, staring at the glistening evidence of my arousal. My panties were ruined, my shorts damp. I should clean up, delete those texts, forget this ever happened. But as I lay there, catching my breath, all I could think was how much I wanted the fantasy to become real. How I'd let him do it all… and more… if he ever showed up at my door. When the rush finally faded, I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, breathing hard. Then, slowly, I sat up.

"Well she should be grateful that Alpha has found her useful for at least something. She's guaranteed to live longer than expected, as long as Alpha doesn't get bored with her. You know, I wouldn't mind being in her place. I would love to get fucked by a gorgeous alpha. Imagine all the places, positions, and roughness I'd enjoy. I'd let him ravage my body and feed that raging lust in him." "You're a slutty bitch do you know that?!" Jenna asked incredulously, "you're out of your goddamn mind. Lusting after someone else's mate?! Unbelievable, Darylene." Darylene chuckled lightly, "I can't wait to see the look on Tricia's face when she finds out that Alpha has found his mate. It'd be priceless.

I so fucking loved this. Dirty, cheating, forbidden filthy fucking is the best; the rush of a risk of Darla catching us, feeling betrayed, imagining her face when she found the man she was marrying the next day fucking her best friend's ass, god, that instead of making me feel pity for her, I was feeling more turned on. I reached for my clit and started rubbing it as once again I was about to squirt all over Darla's bed, sending another shiver down my back.