Exo Dirty Imagines Novels & Stories

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.

He picked up on the first ring. "The fallout is even better than we projected, Marissa," Dante said, his voice brimming with professional satisfaction. "Investors are fleeing. By next week, we can buy the remains of Silver Silk for pennies. You won." "I want to go to Vance Fashion House, Dante," I said, my voice flat and certain. The silence on the other end was heavy. "For what? To watch the roof cave in? Marissa, you’ve done your part. Stay home. Focus on Sebastian."

“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?

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.

It send chills to Dhaxzy that makes him to shiver in a sudden coldness that settles on his back. "Icki! Harder, hmm. Please." He is begging and Disero is his genie who will grant his wishes. Disero makes it deeper, harder and even more faster for his Dhaxzy, just like what Dhaxzy craving for since they start. They both are enjoying this moment. He bites his lips. "Icki! Icki!" He is moaning and panting at the same time. "I c-can't." As if Disero becomes deaf, he does not hear Dhaxzy saying that he already could not take it.

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.

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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.

“I’m yours…. fuck, I’m yours, you psychotic bastard!” Dex groaned, very much satisfied. His pace turned erratic as he chased his release. Finally giving attention to his husband's abandoned cock and stroke in time with his thrusts until Elian came first with a shattered cry, spilling over Dex’s fist and his own stomach. The sight pushed Dex over the edge. With a guttural moan, he buried himself deep and came hard, filling Elian with pulse after pulse of hot cum. For a long minute, the only sounds were their ragged breathing.