Imagine One Direction Dirty Novels & Stories

I peep from the corner of my eyes. I'm startled when I find him right in front of my face, his hands caging me between the walls that once acted as my goddamn privacy. How did he get here so fast? I bite down on my lips, calming my racing heart as warmth surges through my body. "I have five rules for you since you're going to be in my space for the time being. "Rule number one: I don't want you snooping around my stuff. "Rule number two: I want a neat house when I'm back from work.

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.

I fell hard into a pile of sharp gravel. The impact lacerated my palm, blood oozing from my bone-baring cut. I fixed my gaze on Jack Campton, yet all I saw in his eyes was annoyance. "Oh, no, Willow! You're bleeding! You're not going to get tetanus or something, are you?" Dakota Sweeney covered her mouth in exaggerated shock, but her eyes gleamed with poorly hidden delight. "What a pity. I just used the alcohol pads to wipe the mud off my shoes."

I'm stroking myself so slowly it's almost painful just so I can cum with you. LonelyGirl: Every nerve in my body is on fire. When our eyes met today I almost came right there and then. LimberJack: Were you wet? LonelyGirl: Soaked. LimberJack: Good to know. Next time I want you to slip them off and give them to me. LonelyGirl: You want my dirty underwear?

He didn’t let her clean up. Damien carried her to the nearest wall, pinned her against it, and hooked her legs around his waist. He pushed back into her still-creamy cunt and fucked her upright, the back of her head thudding softly against the wall with every thrust. Precum and leftover cum made the slide filthy and loud. Anita’s breasts bounced between them. He sucked one nipple hard, then the other, leaving them wet and red, before capturing her mouth in a messy, open kiss. She came again, clenching around him, more cream squirting out around his cock and running down his balls. Damien growled and kept thrusting through it, using her through the orgasm until her legs shook.

I unlocked my phone, I clicked on Alex's pictures, a picture of him shirtless in the gym. Mmmm..I moaned softly as my fingers moved from my lap to my inner thighs,from my inner thighs to my cunt. I rubbed my cunt in a circular motion without taking my eyes off my phone screen. "Yes.. Alex...I am fucking wet for you, you like that pussy? Oh fuck..." I moaned almost whispering "Yes… Alex." I imagined him watching her. "You like the sound of that?" I felt gush of liquid dripping down. I fingered my wet pussy with my 2 fingers deep inside.

It was like this unspeakable game between the two us, he was quick to take on the challenge. A grimace crept to my lips as I started touching myself too, slowly until my fingers found my wet soaked pussy. The room was dimly lit and between that and the steam in the air, only little was left to imagination but it was more than enough. As a finger entered me, I let out a soft moan which only echoed louder, and then two.

We all three heard a rustle of footsteps maybe fifteen meters away. Rhada looked at me as if she'd witnessed the murder of every kitten on the planet, then shot venom Oneida's way and finally snuck off, new clothes in hand. Oneida gave me a different look, one etched in sadness and unspoken heartache. She went off to bump into her bodyguards. I holstered my 'junk' and sat back, wondering why I dated crazy women. The answer was always the same - the sex was fantastic. I'd pay the bill later. (Friday Morning)

I can hear his breath quicken. “Slip your fingers inside for me. Imagine it’s my cock thrusting into you, every thick inch stretching you and taking you right to the edge.” I push two fingers in, gasping at the sudden fullness, how my walls grip greedily. “Oh fuck… so tight. I can feel how you'd stretch me. My pussy's sucking them in like it never wants to let go.” "That’s it, my dirty girl. Pump them slow. Let yourself feel every inch sliding in and out. Rock your hips like you’re riding me.”

My spit ran down his shaft as I worked him messy and loud. After a while I slid off his face and kissed him deeply but slowly this time in order to share the filthy taste. "You taste like my ass," I whispered against his lips when we pulled back from the kiss. Damon chuckled darkly, the sound aroused me as he flipped us so he was now on top. "And you love it my greedy teammate." We made out rough again with hands everywhere and bodies grinding. The hate was still there under all of the lust spelling out, sharp and hot.