Exo Dirty Imagines Novels & Stories

The other stripper before her grimaced. “Yeah, like she’d be proud you’re using her name for this job.” “Oh come on! Sex work is work!” Rose defended loudly. “How about you? What’s with Euphoria, pale girl?” She then turned to me when the latter ignored her. “She’s Cath. Am I right?” Another girl, whom I heard is Giana aka Victoria batted her eyes at me. Shyly, I nodded. “She’s young and she goes to school so she’s smart. Give it to her if she wants the name Euphoria.”

She walked toward the sofa with unsteady steps, her heart pounding fast. Ah, Rey… you’ve gone crazy! What are you thinking?! she scolded herself inwardly. However, her lustful mind began working uncontrollably. Images of Ethan’s bare torso, his defined muscles, and how that kiss might feel if it were not just an accident began filling her fantasies. She buried her face in the sofa pillow, trying to drive away thoughts that should never belong to her for a man who clearly already belonged to someone else.

BigDaddy69: $25 – scream for me DarkHorseX: $30 – use both holes I laugh, breathless, riding the toy slow. “Both? Greedy. But my friend… he’s a little unhinged. Might get jealous.” I crank the speed, hips grinding, moans spilling out. “He’d probably tie me up for that.” I record another clip on the spare phone, close-up, toy buried deep, my fingers rubbing my clit. Sent. Another taunt. Another knife twist. TipMaster420: $50 – private with me?? “Maybe,” I gasp, close now, thighs trembling. “But my friend’s… intense. Likes to mark his territory.” I come hard, screaming into the pillow, body shaking, the cut slipping off almost entirely.

Rain poured over my naked body, my pussy throbbing with Dax’s cum, my wrists raw from the rope he’d untied. I stood against the railing, the city’s lights blurring below, thunder shaking my bones. My skin was alive, every raindrop a sting, my clit pulsing, begging for more.

“Oh my God, what did you find? Love letters? A secret stash of poetry he wrote about you? Oh! What if you stumbled upon a creepy doll in his closet?” I scoffed. “Why would James have a creepy doll?” Anna shrugged. “You can’t predict what men will do. They’re all quirky.” I rolled my eyes. “No creepy dolls anywhere. But…” I hesitated again, biting my lip. “I did come across an old notebook. It had… sketches.” Anna raised an eyebrow. “Sketches?” I nodded, looking down at my empty glass. “Of buildings. But also… of me.” Anna nearly choked on her wine. “Wait, WHAT?”

She pushed away Damon and stood straight in front of Gavin, extending her palm toward him defiantly. Gavin was stunned. He had already spent the money gambling with his friends online, and now he didn’t have that much money left to return to Chrissy. He reached out to grab her hand, but as soon as his hand brushed against hers, Chrissy immediately pulled it back. “Just transfer the money. As long as you return it, I’ll believe you.” Damon looked at Chrissy with concern. What if Gavin really could return the money? Would Chrissy forgive him?

“Torture sex.” Another wave of shock hit me. “Torture sex? But why?” “If you can handle sexual pain, you can handle anything else.” I thought for a second, and he was right. “Sounds crazy, right?” “This is craziest thing I have ever heard.” “Welcome to Doxante magic. We would be having two intense sessions tomorrow and next, and you should be expecting your pussy being stretched to the limits and your body reaching the limits of it's orgasm too!”

You love being double-fucked, don't you? The dirty talk fueled her, words weaving through the grunts and buzz. 'Yes... love it... your dicks own me!' Scarlett panted, exhibitionism burning in her veins—the idea of hotel staff outside, oblivious to her being ravaged. Damian leaned in, breath hot on her neck. 'Louder, red. Scream for big daddy. Cum hard on their dicks while I vibe this clit raw.' He twisted the vibrator, ramping the speed, the intense pulses making her thighs quake.

The wet sounds were obscene. Alex watched me with dark eyes, thrusting up to meet me. “Look at you riding your brother’s best friend’s cock in your pink bedroom. Such a naughty fucking girl.” He reached up and pinched my nipples, rolling them roughly. “Moan for me. Let me hear it.” “Ahhhh… yesss… Alex, your cock feels so good!” I moaned louder, grinding my clit against him on every downstroke. He spanked my ass in rhythm, urging me faster.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.