Joshleen Fanfiction Dirty Novels & Stories

It’s like he is reading my mind. “As long as it’s not a date then I’m in.” Maybe a friendship with Josh won’t be bad after all. Maybe it won’t be bad at all. ________________________________________________________ What do you think about Taleen and Josh? Do you like the development of their friendship?

She was moaning into Josh's mouth now as we practically played ping pong with her, each of us counter-thrusting as her hips slapped back and forth between us. "Fuuuyuuuuuuuck," Beth cried out. "Oh damn, I'm gonna come," Josh said, and I realized that he hadn't actually gotten any relief yet through the whole game. His stamina so far amazed me; I'd already gotten off once and was feeling the effects of Beth's tight asshole acutely.

“Now please, I can’t take it anymore “ He grinned wickedly and positioned himself between my legs, the tip of his member pressing against my entrance. With a single, smooth thrust, he entered me, filling me completely, our bodies intertwining instantly. Our bodies moved in sync,his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, driving me wild with desire. I dug my nails into his back, urging him on as he drove me closer and closer to the edge. With a cry, I climaxed, my body shuddering with pleasure as he continued to pound into me. Josh followed soon after, our bodies convulsing together in shocks of ecstasy as we both came . We lay there together, Josh rubbing my back as I thought about what just ha

“You’re squeezing so tight, slut.” God, I love it when he said dirty words. Josh kept rubbing my clit and kissing me. I couldn’t breathe but I loved the overstimulation. “You little whore. Your pussy’s gonna milk me dry…” he trailed off as his cock pulsed inside me. He muttered all manner of curses before pulling out of me. I moaned as I felt his warm and thick cum on my stomach. Josh finally let go as my body eased up, limp from my orgasm. “You still have one more cock to milk,” he smiled. “Can you handle it.”

In fact, even Seokmin was staring with his mouth parted. “You had your fucking hand on her thigh!” I saw Josh’s free hand turn into a fist and was afraid he was going to punch his friend. He lifted his hand and pointed his index finger in JK’s face. “Don’t fucking touch her again! Don’t ogle at her body, don’t even dare try undressing her in your pervertic head. She’s mine!” he growled in a deep voice. Instead of getting pissed or scared, JK had an amused smile plastered on his face that was borderline in annoying. “Since when are you so selfish Josh? You never had a problem sharing.”

Something only her son could now provide. Without another thought, Josh lay his step sister on the ground and sprinted over to where the rest of his family was rollicking in the mud. Emily was still on the ground, wrapped around herself. Her hand buried between her legs. Dominic leaned his head back, eyes closed, reveling in how his wife was licking him. Josh started to speak, but froze on what to say. Hey Mom, I'm here to fuck you? The idea, he knew, was right. In the marrow of his bones. But the verbalization sounded so stupid no matter how he put it together.

He trails off. "You taunt me everyday and it's weird to say but I fucking love it. I have the most unspeakable fantasies about you and I want to relive each and everyone one of them. Turns my fantasies into reality if that is fine by you?" Josephine's eyes widen, desire swirling in her irises. "I will admit, I've had some dirty fantasies about you too." She states and Elijah smirks. "Then we both can share those dirty fantasies."

I pushed open the door to my room, desperate for a shower and a moment to process the nightmare my life had become. And froze. My roommate, Sophie, was on her knees in front of my boyfriend, Jake. Her mouth was stretched wide around his cock, bobbing eagerly while her hand stroked the base. Jake’s head was thrown back, one hand tangled in her hair, groaning softly as she sucked him with wet, filthy sounds. For a second, everything went silent except for the obscene slurping. Jake’s eyes snapped open. “Lila— fuck—” Sophie pulled off his cock with a wet pop, lips shiny, looking more annoyed than guilty. “Oh. You’re back early.”

I'm a mess – a perfect, filthy, destroyed, worshipped mess. "Don't clean up yet," Ethan says. He grabs his phone. Photographs me – covered in cum, spread on the sheets, the bowl of unused condoms visible on the nightstand, evidence of a night that exceeded every fantasy I've ever had. "Now," he says, setting the phone down. "Who wants to go again?" Round two is dirtier than round one.

“Please, don’t stop.” He slammed into her until the counter scraped across the floor. “I love this pussy when it tightens around me. You’re close, aren’t you?” She nodded frantically. Her body broke apart as she shattered for the third time. Victor growled and came with a low, vicious moan, thrusting deep until every pulse had emptied into her. They both collapsed onto the counter, slick with sweat. His hand curled around hers, anchoring her there. For the first time, neither of them felt alone, but the silence between them still had teeth.