I M Dirty Dan Novels & Stories

Dan started. "Quiet Dan, a grown-up is talking. You see, you'd get to know me. But I wouldn't get anything, because I already know you. I knew you the instant you interrupted me from closing down my computer so I could go home. I looked up at saw an overweight man-child with tit-magnets in his eyes. But I saw more than that. I saw that you don't know that you can't wear black shoes with a brown belt. I saw that you put your clothes on for the day before you brush your teeth and then don't check to see if you drool all over yourself. I saw that you don't shave the corners of your mouth, giving you strange little whiskers. And I saw that you are an idiot, like most of the people who work here.

Thick ropes of cum shoot out. Land on the desk. Splatter the wood. One after another. Body shakes. She keeps thrusting through it. Milks every drop. Cum pools under me. Warm and sticky. I pant. Ass clenches on the dildo. Waves fade slow. She pulls out gentle. The emptiness feels weird. I stay bent over. Catch my breath. She pats my ass. 'Good job. Promotion is yours.' I smile into the desk. Worth it. But she isn't done. 'Clean up your mess.' She turns me around. Pushes me to my knees again

as I breathed heavily, I slowly looked down at my swollen clit with my legs wide open. I went quiet. The guilt was eating me alive. I thought masturbating would get him out of my head .I thought I would finally be set free. That I would stop thinking about him every second. But it only made it worse. I missed him even more. I just stared at my phone, his last message still glowing on the screen. Then I made up my mind. I was going to see Alex. He'd already sent the address. That old warehouse on the edge of town. Past the last bus stop, where the streets stop being busy.

He took Gigi's hand in our and i would be lying if i say didn't like the tingles and knots in my belly! "prepare foe meeting ceremony!" Dan said Oh Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!Fuck! Fuckkkkkkkk! this time Dan has messed up hard and left me to clean his shit! pushing Dan back i pulled Gigi inside. i was a bit harsh i can't let A human in my life! i threw some harsh words at her which brought tears to her eyes.

she moaned softly, “fuck me, fill me up. I love being your dirty little whore.” He groaned as the tip of his cock nestled, creating soft friction, and then he drove into her in one deep thrust. He pulled out and pounded her ruthlessly. This wasnt lovemaking, or growing closer. This was a dirty fuck in a dingy carpark. The kind of fuck that Remy knew well and the kind of scene that made men like Ethan lose their minds. She took it all and let her arse push back against his cock as he stayed buried deep in her.

"Taste yourself, baby. See how wet you are for us?" Jarrett groaned painfully. "This is torture... untie me." "No," Damian said, slamming into me. "Watch her face. See how she loves it." I looked at Jarrett, moaning. "Oh Jarrett, they're so big... stretching me so good." He closed his eyes, but Dominic yelled, "Open them!" They fucked me relentlessly. Damian's hands gripped my hips, bruising me in the best way. "Your pussy's so sweet, Linda. Made for us."

His eyes would drop to my lap, then lower, like he was picturing exactly what was happening underneath my dress. “You’re still leaking, aren’t you?” he asked after a while, his voice low and rough. “I can see it in the way you’re sitting. Still full of my cum.” I swallowed and nodded, my face warm. “Yes.” “Good,” he said. His hand tightened around mine on his thigh. “I want you messy when we get home. I want that tight little hole still open and dripping when I bend you over.” He paused, then added, “Dante’s going to be there too. We’re both going to use you tonight. And I’m not going to be gentle with you, babygirl. Not after the way you took my cock in that bathroom like such a good little

My grip tightened, stroking us together, slow at first, then faster, the friction making my head spin. “Shit, Carter,” Dorian groaned, head tipping back, throat bared for my teeth to sink right into. “You’re gonna fucking kill me. Look at you....jerking us off like a goddamn pro. You've been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Both of our cocks in your hand and your finger buried in my ass?” His voice was pure gravel, dripping with filth, and every word sent a jolt straight to my dick. I moaned, loudly and shamelessly, my hand pumping faster, water splashing around us while I continued to rub his taint with my other finger. His dirty talk was unraveling me, stripping me bare, and I couldn’t ge

Then one name stopped my thumb cold. Dan. No last name. Just Dan. Thirty-one. Clean profile photo: dark hair, strong jaw, that half-smirk that looked like he already knew something funny the rest of us hadn’t figured out yet. The message was short. “Last call of the night. Room 214. 2 hours, full service. Cash upfront. No rush.” I stared at the photo for a long second. Something about the way his eyes crinkled at the corners made my chest feel lighter than it had all evening. I typed back before I could overthink it.

I didn’t even know. I’d always been against it. Always said I could never be that girl… the one who messed around with someone’s husband. It was wrong. It is wrong. But… have you seen Daniel? God, that man was fine. He didn’t even look married. No ring marks, no tired eyes, none of that middle-aged slump. He carried himself like someone who knew exactly what he wanted, and the way he touched me… I bit my lip, shaking my head, still grinning like an idiot.