Dirty Youtuber Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The wet sounds are so dirty- Jaylen's load squelching around Reed's cock as he fucks me. "Feel that?" Reed groans. "Feel how sloppy this cunt is? Full of my friend's cum and still begging for more." "Please," I whimper. "Please, I need-" "Need what?" "Need you to come inside me. Need you to fill me up. Please, Reed, I need it-" He fucks me until I come twice more, until I'm a boneless, sobbing mess, and then he adds his load to Jaylen's, pumping me so full that I feel it dripping out around his cock before he even pulls out.

One time, I even did it while thinking about him. My cheeks are burning with shame, but the arousal throbbing in my belly overpowers every thought. I remember the girl from the deepfake; the version of me Daniel created, and I try to embody her. I slide off my underwear and spread my legs wide, my eyes locked on his as I start to touch my pussy. Slowly. "Fuck," Daniel mutters. He starts to stroke himself, his eyes dark. "Go harder. I want to see your toes curl." I rub my pussy harder, the shame and pleasure blurring into one.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS NUDITY AND SEXUAL SCENES. IT IS 18+ RATED. Their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other, glittering from the sweat that covered their bodies. Even though the air conditioner was working, the feeling of ecstasy running through their bodies produced alot of sweat.

“You have no right to come on any fingers except mine… or my cock. Understood?” I nodded, trembling, my body aching with denied release. Then, without warning, he brought my glistening fingers to his mouth and licked every drop of my wetness off them, his tongue slow and deliberate. My eyes widened in shock. Hell… isn’t that dirty to him? I remembered once asking Dylan to suck my fingers after I’d touched myself. He had called me disgusting and pushed me away. If shame could kill someone, I would have died that day. But Ryder… he licked them clean like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

she moaned as he started rubbing her slit with his fingers. She gripped his shoulders when two fingers slid inside her. They locked eyes, both of them breathing heavily, their gazes clouded with lust. She had never felt such intensity before—such an electrifying chemistry that threatened to consume them whole. "If this is what you call dirty, then I’m willing to get dirty with you, Sir Noah," she whispered before rocking her hips against his hand.

“To go beg you to fuck me that night. It’s true, I wanted you so bad and have for a few years. She gave me the push and I felt so humiliated when you pushed me away. I’ve always had a major crush on my father’s hot as fuck best friend. I wanted it to be you.” I hear him take a deep breath and curse under his breath. He slides his hand up and does the one thing I never expected him to do. His hand cups my pussy and he growls in my ear. “If I do this with you, you’re mine, baby girl. That means you’ll belong to Daddy forever. The truth is that I can’t stop thinking about you ever since that night. Daddy dreams of taking his princess every night. The things I want to do to you… you can’t even i

"Feel how deep I am? I'm in the mess they made. And I'm going to add to it. You're going to carry all of us home tonight." I whimper behind his hand, while my nails dig into his back. He starts to move in long strokes that pull all the way back and push all the way in. Every re-entry makes a wet, filthy squelch that the water doesn't hide. The cum of two men froths around his cock, leaking out of me, clouding the water between us. "Dirty girl," he says. "Stuffed full and still wanting more. Still squeezing me like you weren’t just fucked."

“Don’t lock it, though. Because that’s what you want, isn’t it? To be dirty and to be bad and to fuck me when you shouldn’t.” “I’m not the only one who wants to be dirty and bad, am I?” I lean down and lick the shell of his ear. “I’m not the one fucking my son’s ex-fiancé right now, am I? I’m not the one who stood a little too close, who watched me a little too intensely, who licked his lips every time my skirt slid a little too high.”

Fingering my dripping cunt while Mom and Dad were still chatting downstairs, completely clueless that their sweet, innocent daughter—the one with only one boyfriend in her whole life—was fantasizing about a man twice her age. A man who’d bent her over his desk and claimed every hole like he owned it. “Shit… fuck! Yes—” My voice broke into a needy moan as I pumped faster, thighs trembling, sheets already dark and wet beneath me. I pictured Troy’s thick cock stretching me open, his rough hands pinning my wrists, that deep growl in my ear telling me what a dirty little secret I was. The sudden buzz of my phone sliced through the filthy haze. I groaned in frustration but snatched it up anyway.

I'm stroking myself so slowly it's almost painful just so I can cum with you. LonelyGirl: Every nerve in my body is on fire. When our eyes met today I almost came right there and then. LimberJack: Were you wet? LonelyGirl: Soaked. LimberJack: Good to know. Next time I want you to slip them off and give them to me. LonelyGirl: You want my dirty underwear?