Dirty Youtuber Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I murmured as I stood up from my chair, rounded the table and hugged him as tightly as I could. “Raeliya, I'm trying to work here” He muttered and I grinned before pulling away. “I'll try to be nicer to you, I promise” I murmured And he rolled his eyes. “Do whatever you want, Gremlin” He responded and even his tone couldn't diminish the happiness that was coaxing through me. I felt spoiled and damn, did it feel good. If this was how gold diggers got what they wanted then damn, maybe I wanted to be a gold digger…

His eyes clouded with dark thoughts that Dreygur can no longer think of the right thing. "Did you know that you and Cataleia are 100% compatible? From what I saw last night, not only do you both have a high fertility rate, you are also compatible in bed. Congratulations! a month from now you will be a father. You should be happy. Let's celebrate this later at the reunion." Chadwick said as Dreygur's eyes glint murderously and were shaking with rage. Dreygur wanted to kill Chadwick with his bare hand. He wants to erase his existence in the world and remove his memory of being with him.

“I want to hear how nasty you really are for me.” “Fuck,” I gasped, my head falling back as he ground harder against me. “I want you and Sebastian and Hudson to take turns with me. I want all three of you to stretch my holes at the same time. I finger my ass thinking about your cocks filling me up everywhere, pumping me full of cum until it leaks out of me for days. I am such a dirty girl, Mateo. I get guilty every single time Dad calls me princess because I am thinking about his best friends turning me into their personal cumslut.”

“I saw it… this woman… in pigtails… and this guy… being her daddy…” “Did it make you wet?” She nods again. “I went to bed and touched myself, and it felt… icky… but nice…” “Dirty,” I tell her. “The word is dirty.” “Dirty…” she repeats. “It felt dirty… but nice… I couldn’t stop.” “You don’t have to stop. We can play that game forever, Violet. You can be my dirty little girl forever.” “Forever…” Dainty fingers reach out and stroke my hand on the gearstick.

This gave me an idea for a little fun. "You're filthy back here, cunt. You should have taken the time to clean yourself after texting me. I'm going to shove the filthiest cock you've ever tasted in your mouth when I'm done, and hold it there until I've felt your tongue lick every inch of it clean." She tensed up and let out this really deep, fearful moan, which just turned me on even more. In actuality, I was lying through my teeth. I couldn't see how dirty it was down there in this light. And, I'd never cared less in my life.

“This is torture.“ I cry. “Fuck, don’t stoppp. Ohhh, daddy, please. Please.” He bites and tease, then drops it too. “Fuck.” My body sags against the door. My breath rushes, my tits rising up and down. My feet stumbles backward, my hands pressing into the wall beside me to hold my weight. Slicky wetness grease my feet and I look down to see I’ve made a filthy mess on the floor. He snorts. “Dirty girl.” He scorched down between my legs, hands on the wall, not touching. I might really die now.

We all met up in Zahra’s room since she was the only one who didn’t care if someone ate on the bed, while the rest of us hated even the littlest bit of dirt on our sheets. “So, what’s this new piece of gossip that’s got you so excited,” Our family dynamics were pretty simple to understand, Henrik and Ava preferred to seduce and steal, while Zahra and I preferred to do the dirty and logical work, neither team told the other what to do or how to do it and perhaps that’s why we all worked so well together.

We can be friends. The phrase fired me up. I didn’t want to be friends with him. I wanted to be the dirty girl in the photos, and I could take it if only he’d let me. I dropped my backpack on the floor, somehow managing to find the strength of confession. “I have sides to me, too,” I said, then launched into a stream. “I looked in your wardrobe drawer, Julian. I shouldn’t have done it, but I was curious when I was taking one of your shirts out. I saw the pictures, and I saw the toys. I do know those sides of you, and it doesn’t make me want it any less. It makes me want it more. I’m not as innocent as I look. I’m not a baby who doesn’t know what sex, smut, and kink is. I love that stuff. I l

I frowned at him. “I don’t get it.” “F******k.” He sat down next to me triumphantly. “You post a picture of her and Conor on the Dirty J. fan page. We have like twenty million likers on that thing. It’ll go viral from there, and none of the media will get their famed shot of the ‘Dirty J. secret baby.’ ” I placed my phone down on the table and stared at him, my mouth dropping. “Aiden! That’s brilliant!”

and started rubbing it all over my face. “Do you like this, Daddy?” I asked, the hot, ocean scent of myself filling my nostrils as I glazed my skin with my juices. “I'm such a dirty girl for you... You made so many pictures of me, taking your cum all over my face and tits. I... I like it too, Daddy. I want you to know that. It makes me feel so good... so owned! It reminds me that I belong to you, and only you, forever! Do... do you want to fuck me again, Daddy? Already?” I returned my hands between my thighs, gasping with over-sensitivity as I started touching myself again. “Do you want to fuck me while I have your cum all over my face like this? Oh, yes Daddy... I want it, too! Oh, please,