Exo Dirty Imagines Novels & Stories

“How did you know about that? You weren’t even at the palace were you?” “Ever heard about I*******m?” Draymond frowned, waving his phone in front of Xavier. “I*******m?” Xavier shook his head. “Is that like a place in Jaime’s Woods?” “No,” Draymond sighed. “I totally forgot you are over a hundred years old. I*******m is an app, you can see anything there, pictures, videos and all.” “So I’m on I*******m?” Xavier asked. “Your video is,” Draymond said, slipping his phone out of his pocket. “Come see how dumb you look.”

“Do you think my dad will like it? I wonder how your father will react to my father’s anger. I bet he will be very disappointed in you…” Gryphon didn’t say anything, but he glared at Roxanne as if all the fury in the world was being sucked into his skin and then discharged into those eyes. It was easily the most dangerous state of Gryphon Pearce, but Roxanne trod it just fine. She even moved her chin up to look down at the man again.

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

Dove gasped in surprise. She did not believe that Clara would find Marble here. Clara continued to stare at the boy beside the table. She wished to know all the information about this person. She must get her Marble back. Suddenly, Clara turned to continue eating hotpot, not daring to look at the table anymore. She did not expect that the person sitting with that guy was Chris - her ex-boyfriend from high school.

Damian tossed me in the bed as though I were a little purse. “Damian, please don't do this “ I begged him He pinned my hands together and tied it above my head, to the bed The same thing happened to my legs The gown I had on was ripped open around my stomach side. My flesh was exposed to his glaring eyes. He traced a long finger along my flat belly Dug his fingers into my flesh, I screamed my lungs out. “Arghhhhhhhh, please, Damian don't.” I screamed. “Just a little more and I will get rid of that pup for you.” He grinned in his evil style.

Dex exhaled through his nose, dragged two thick fingers through the slick heat, and pushed them inside her with a single firm motion. The wet sound of it carried across the empty bay. He worked her with his hand in deep, exact strokes, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit while his fingers curled. Catrine’s head tipped back. The fluorescent light cut across her open blouse and bare thighs. When the first peak hit it was sharp and physical—her body clamping down on his fingers, a broken sound bouncing off the concrete walls, her heels scraping the front bumper. Dex kept the same pressure through the entire length of it until her thighs shook and she tried to close them. He held them

his hand gripped the can of Exotic and he opened it. “Now tell Daddy, how exactly do you want to be eaten?” Amelia’s body quivered at the can of Exotic in his hand and the sweeter anticipation. Her inner churned at the thought that would be getting the best orgasm of her life. With hazy eyes, she whispered in a low whisper. “To be eaten like there isn't a sweeter pussy out there.” Maximo opened the can and poured a small quantity of the exotic into her pussy and his mouth covered her fold immediately lapping at the creamy fluids.

I muttered and Erick smiled at me. “Shall we begin then?” The girl next to Erick which he introduced as Daisy, probed and I could have sworn she had short me a glare from the corner of her eyes, making me self conscious of the fact that she liked Erick. I guess they're a couple or something, in other words, she was hinting that he was off limits and I understood immediately. “What game are we playing?” I asked as Kelly passed me a drink. “Seven minutes in heaven.” Erick smirked and I widened my eyes in shock. This can't be good.

The musky odor of sweat and sex and dirt permeated the air. Macie was so worked up, she slid her hand down inside her underwear. She slicked up her finger with her own juices and frantically rubbed her swollen clit, aching for fast relief, sighing when the familiar throbbing began. The dark-haired man panted, “Shit, Dooce, I can’t hold back.” Dooce? Macie made a surprised noise. The dark-haired man looked over his shoulder briefly as he pounded his meat into Dooce’s ass like a man possessed. At that point she realized the dark-haired man was her ex-boyfriend, Dante.

“Ah…” Hot moans escaped her lips as Colton began moving inside her. His finger went to rub her clit as he moved in slow, long strokes. Sierra’s stomach was twisting into knots and her orgasm was coming closer and closer. Colton knew it too and he started moving faster and harder. The next thing she knew, Sierra’s body convulsed and jerked as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. The city lights were bright, sure, but Colton was sending her to the stars.