Inmate Dirty Love Letter Novels & Stories

"Your turn to clean up. But first... jerk for me." I did. Stroked fast. Eyes on her filled holes. Humiliation hit peak. But I came hard. Shot on the floor. Alone in my arousal. She pulled me down. Kissed me. Tasted salt. "Our secret," she whispered. We lay there. Her body sticky. Mine spent. The night changed us. But it didn't end. Later, after they left, Nina wanted more. She cleaned up quick. Shower together. But my mind replayed it. The moans. The pounding. I got hard again in the steam.

Dear Brian, I am writing this letter to you to let you know that I will be coming back as soon as I can. So sorry about what I had done to Millie. But I was angry. Yous see, I loved your familyand you. I hav done so much for you and your family and then when you were incarcerated I waited for you. But then you bring in this little brat who takes my place? I hated her since day one and wanted her gone. Just so you should know that you better sleep with one eye open cause I am coming back sir. See you soon. Sincerely,

Enrique questioned. " He is one of her rapists but he is in prison now." Sabrina mumbles casually as I cringed. " Do you want to read it or should I throw it?" Father questions, looking at me concerned. With trembling hands, I picked up the paper, unfolding it slowly. Taking a deep breathe, I begged myself to focus on the letters scribbled on the white paper. [ My darling princess, Missed me? I know I did. The rooms of this jail are really dark but not dark enough to erase our memories. Those beautiful memories you and I have created together will forever be in my heart.

“And I love romance. I love it all. What a hybrid.” “I’ll quite willingly write filth for you, if you’d like that,” I told her, my heat taking hold. “I’ll write about all the seedy disgusting games I’d like to play with you, handing them over as an instruction manual when you walk in through the door. How about that? Here’s the chapter for the day, sweetheart. Spread your legs so I can stretch your tight little cunt wide and take photos of you gagged like a whore, here’s the screen play.”

“I want you.” And from those first words, I knew she was mine. The letter laid out every fucking filthy thing Everly wanted me to do to her, and what she wanted to do to me. I mean fuck, it read like something out of Penthouse letters. I’d known she’d looked at me. But nothing, and I do mean nothing, could have ever prepared me to read the filthy fantasies rolling around sweet little Everly Price’s head. And I knew one thing: the letter was the ammunition I needed. It was the straw that broke this man’s last resolve — my last possible attempt at holding back and trying to convince myself that she was off limits, no matter how much I wanted to claim her.

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.

Perhaps he is writing this while working. Dear, Unice If you are reading this, I am most likely being detained by authorities, and my plan has been executed precisely for you. I know from the beginning that I will be separated from you, and I have been prepared for this since I began. If this hadn't happened in the first place, for murdering my parents, I wouldn't be like this, and I wouldn't meet you in this way. Maybe I'll meet you in a better way; this is the house I kept hidden from you if that day comes; I bought it when I first started my own business. I didn't tell you since it's a surprise, but I genuinely want to change and go forward, but the nightmares keep following me, so I stic

- Jonny says passing me the letter “Ethan, I hope this letter finds you well. I would like to apologise for kidnapping Amelia and for almost having you killed in that car accident. But as you can see even after everything you’ve done for her the bitch dumped your ass on the first sign of trouble. I hope you enjoyed that lap dance. I have to say I was turned on by it. That Sandy bitch is sexy as hell and I can say that her body looked great under mine. She screamed my name so many times that she actually forgot yours. But I had to remind her of you. She couldn’t just give up on the love of her life. And when she found out she was pregnant? Hell. She wanted me to sign the papers but I knew you

Obviously, their ‘defecationaire’ as pronounced by Zubi, one of their female mate. Locked in the room along with them, the ‘defecationaire'; a bucket with a lid, given to them by their captors to answer nature’s call; was a constant source of irritation and odour. It was kept at a corner of the room as far away as it could be from everyone. It was a circular room, not small but not big enough either. “Who’s the next person to take the 'defecationaire' out?” Aisha asked, a bit too loudly for the rest of their mates benefit.

Marian: “He loved audit day. Said it was the only day the company told the truth.” Willa: “Truth is: we’re fine.” Elma: “Truth is: we’re better.” Nathan: “No letters today?” Elma: “No letters.” They ate. Talked about the new cafeteria menu. The rice recipe was now in all 14 plants. *8. 3:00pm. The Letter* Boardroom. Legal slid an envelope across the table. `FROM: INMATE 4417, KANO MAX` `TO: BOARD OF HAYES CORPORATION`