Frozen Fanfiction Dirty Novels & Stories

Being careful not to poke his eye out with one of her icepick thin heels, she spread her legs over his face and brought her pussy down to his mouth, teasing him by rubbing the wet crotch of her lacy panties over his nose and mouth. He growled playfully and grabbed one of her hips with his large work roughened hands, which still bore some grease from the last truck heÕd worked on at his mechanic job while pushing her panty crotch aside with the fingers of the other. She didnÕt mind; she liked for him to get her dirty, liked having his big, rough, dirty hands all over her, in her. It made her pussy wet just thinking about it. He stuffed two of those dirty fingers inside her now to open her up

I slipped one finger inside my pussy and then another while I kept my eyes locked on his dick, and it started to twitch and grow a little bit harder right in front of me like my presence and my breathing were affecting him even though he was still asleep. That sight made me rub myself faster with more pressure on my clit. The flashbacks from the kitchen came back to me in strong waves. We had stood so close and almost kissed, and the air felt electric between us. I remembered how mad I was, but also how much I wanted him to grab me and kiss me hard anyway, and those memories mixed with what I was doing now made the pleasure build up quickly inside me. “I hate you, Riven… but don’t stop,” I w

He groans, cumming inside me, hot and thick, filling me as I clench, the tendrils keeping him hard even after. I don’t stop, riding through my climax, the dildo’s cold drawing another sharp orgasm, my moans too loud, reckless. The footsteps fade, but the danger lingers, my skin tingling. I pull off, his cum dripping down my thighs, and conjure ice to bind his cock again, keeping him ready. “Tomorrow, the frozen lake,” I whisper, trailing a frozen finger over his welts. “Where I’ll fuck you under the ice.” I leave him bound on the throne, panting, my gown barely holding together, the mirror catching my smirk as I slip out, already craving the next night’s sin.

The door clicked shut behind him, and with that final sound, the world fell still. Ivy stood in the middle of the bedroom, half-dressed and still trembling, her breath catching in shallow pulls that barely reached the bottom of her chest. The air was thick and heavy with the scent of sex, sweat, and the residual heat of everything he had just poured into her. Her body was raw. Her thighs were sticky with him. Her voice was broken from the desperate things he had made her say.

Narco's eyes narrowed in annoyance. "I want to throw her in the ocean," Narco said under his breath as he threw his fan into the pool and bought materials for making ice cream which in the end when he got home, all the stuff he bought was left unused because the maiden had gone to sleep. Inflamed with anger, Narco burns it.

I was on my back with Elias between my legs, fucking me slow and deep while Rafael and Damien took turns fucking my mouth. Then Rafael bent me over the edge of the bed and railed me hard from behind while I sucked Elias and stroked Damien. Then Damien laid me on my side, lifted one leg high, and fucked me in deep, powerful strokes while Elias and Rafael sucked on my tits and rubbed my clit. I came multiple times — screaming, shaking, squirting once when Rafael fingered me while Damien fucked me. The filthiest moment came when they had me on my knees in the middle of the bed.

"I will fuck you till your pussy bleeds. But I'm going to try something different, I'm fucking your butt hole first" He pushed three fingers into my pussy, pushing them in and out, rough and deep. He unzipped his pants quickly and brought the beast out of his boxers. Then he began fingering me again. I moaned from the pleasure. He brought out his fingers from me and separated my ass cheeks. He used my vaginal discharge as lube and pushed his dick into my anus. I winced from the pain but he hardly noticed. He pushed in and out, faster and deeper. He was snorting while I kept on wincing in pain. He didn't even realize I was begging him to slow down.

To slap that smirk off his face and then kiss him until he moaned. To pull his jeans down and spank his bare ass right here until it turned red and he was leaking for me. The dirty thoughts flooded my head again, with him crying my name, begging, taking every inch while I told him he was mine.

“Fuck you’re so damn hot, Petal. Look at you laying there like a little whore with your purple lace panties barely covering anything.” “Shut the fuck up, Stone and get to work on me.” With deft fingers he begins to tease me over the fabric of my panties, it’s heaven as the friction excites me beyond belief. My breathing is coming thick and fast, the blood pressure in my ears threatens to explode, my face is flushed and heated. “You like this you dirty girl?” I nod and bite my lip again; fuck I am so close to coming in my panties. “You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you Madison Lane?”

"Listen to that, it's hard to think it's you! The love of my life getting used by this bastard!" Cass slowly got back into my arms, and snaked her hand down my stomach again, seeming to accept that it was indeed hot. Just this alone made me realize how compatible we were, even in this dirty fantasy. Which was, in fact, no longer a fantasy. "You better believe it's me. Getting used like that, for Neil's pleasure only." Just hearing those noises, knowing it was Cass' sweet mouth wrapped around such a nasty man's big vile cock left so much more to the imagination. And the groans from them both? Neil and Cass both groaned in tact with continuous wet sounds.