I M Dirty Dan Novels & Stories

The man who currently serves as the CEO of DN Corporation. “Papapapapapa!” Daniel babbled a story when he saw Saka. “Papapapa hug hug.” “Nooo.” Saka stepped back. “You’re dirty.” Daniel pursed his lips. “N-no! Danill is not dirty!” “Okay.” Saka approached. Finally he hugged Daniel even though his son was a little dirty. Just look at the white shirt that Daniel was wearing, dirty from dirt and grass. “Daddy’s son is smart. Does he want to go to school?”

“Why are you so cheap? Seriously, man, why do you think going from one dump to another would be an improvement? Even if they’re offering room and board, it can’t be a good sign they want a handyman.” Grinning, I tug one of the tiny contact tabs from the bottom on the sly, tucking it into my pocket. Dan thinks nothing of the oddness of the question, and I’m grateful for his obliviousness. Some people would call me out on the life hack I use to avoid making mistakes as a result of my dyslexia. Dan never thinks anything of it and hasn’t the entire time we’ve known each other. “Because it might be an improvement, and I like that kind of work.” “A moldy cardboard box in a condemned building would

The entire room was a mess. Standing a distance away from her was her housekeeper, Matilda. The woman looked tired and sleepy, she had been cleaning the entire house since the day news got to her boss that Sarah Waves was getting married to Ron Diego. It was not because the house was dirty but because her boss kept breaking and tearing things apart out of rage and she was left to clean the mess the woman makes.

Dan was aiming to get rid of my parents and he was buying afterlife tickets for others in the process. “You don't have to be his slave, Jeremy. You're hurting yourself for…” “For you! I'm doing this for your safety. Dan is the worst person I've met and you wouldn't want to be under his wing.” He cut me off, saying in clenched teeth. The room was starting to stink because he hadn't showered for days. He was sat on the chair beside the bed, disheveled, tired, bags under eyes. His nostrils flared as he exhaled hot air. He raked his hair backwards then stood up, pacing around the room, index finger comfortable on the trigger of the gun he was holding.

Dane pulls back, his eyebrows furrowed, no doubt in judgment of Richard’s dark command. “I w-want…” I swallow my nerves, looking at Dane. “You,” I say, biting my lip. “Both of you.” Dane lets out a heavy breath as Richard slides my pants off with ease. “Dirty little girl, aren’t you?” Richard says, his voice a soothing, dark temptation. “You want us to fuck you? Pump you full of our cum?” Richard’s voice takes on a darkness that makes my eyes want to roll back in my head. Dirty talk is becoming my new favorite thing because this man is far too good at it.

The words replaying in my head were “whore amongst us.” Someone knew about my past and was going to expose me. I opened my mouth to speak, tell Mario about my dirty past, and get it over with before things got out of proportion, but the words were stuck in my throat. I am afraid of how he would take my revelation, afraid of the look of disgust that would replace his affectionate gaze. From all indications, Mario did not read the letter, or did he? My heart was beating so fast. His words, “I want you, replayed in my head.” I looked at him and croaked, “You want to be with me?”

Then he pulled out of me and spilled his seed on the floor. "Slutty bitch" he spat out when he's done. I kept my dress down and fetched my panties from the floor. He stared at me hard and long. "Clean this up" he finally said and walked out of the room leaving me all to myself in his playroom.

Daniel said as Tom was arching his eyebrow at the count. “Are you sure you would not do anything stupid to taint my name even more? I didn’t trust you after that time you told the Higher Court that I had diarrhea when I just didn’t want to deal with the court for a while. You’re a devil when it comes to lying for your friend, Dan,” Tom said as Daniel, who was known as Dan by his friend, was smiling wickedly at him. Tom shook his head as he was looking at someone who was sitting by herself.

Duke fucked her through it, then pulled out and painted her ass and back with another load of hot cum. By the time he finally let her catch her breath, Mia was a messy, marked-up, thoroughly satisfied wreck—covered in grease, sweat, and Daddy’s cum. “Stay right there,” Duke said with a wicked grin, grabbing a rag. “Let me clean you up a little… then we’ll talk about payment for the full service.”

“And then I’m recording this pretty pulsing pussy so I can watch it later when I’m stroking my cock thinking about you.” The dirty threat pushed me over the edge again. This time, the orgasm was different — deeper, more intense. My whole body tensed as I squirted hard against his tongue, soaking his chin and the sheets beneath us. Dan groaned in pure masculine satisfaction, licking up every drop like it was his favorite meal. When I finally stopped shaking, he pulled back, grabbed his phone, and filmed a close-up of my ruined, pulsing, cum-drenched pussy. “Perfect,” he said, voice thick. “Tomorrow I’m eating you in the house while everyone’s awake. Try to stop me and everyone hears exactly h