Knock Knock Jokes Dirty Novels & Stories

Feeling a little more adventurous and kinky, I raised my head from between her legs and said, "I noticed last night that you really got off and turned on by me talking dirty to you, mom. Does dirty pillow talk make you wet and horny?" Mom blushed and nodded silently, embarrassed at her own admission to her son. I smiled as I gently bit her inner thigh causing her to moan softly. I then added, "Have you ever talked dirty during sex, or was that just a fantasy of yours? Why don't you try it now? I'll lick your wet pussy and make you cum harder than you ever have before, and all you have to do is ask or tell me what you want. How does that sound, mom?"

We probably looked ridiculous, and even through all of it, the knocking kept going, louder and more impatient. Kylan caught me from behind and lifted me up like I weighed nothing. I laughed in his arms as he leaned close, his voice low in my ear. “Wait, what did you say?” he whispered. “I can’t remember,” I said, clearly lying. He chuckled. “No, something about getting on your knees?” I giggled again, his arms still wrapped around me. The knocking hadn’t stopped. “Really soundproof,” I commented. Kylan rolled his eyes. “Yes, from the outside. Not from the inside.”

she asked herself before walking to her post but stopped when she heard a clap. "Great, here comes the bitch, who left me to die alone while doing her chores meanwhile she's somewhere fucking a nice dude in his room" a maid said staring at Joyce. "Wait what?" Joyce asked "Yeah, wanna add something?" the maid smirked "Okay, I wasn't fucking some nice dude at his-" "Knock knock?" the maid called "I wasn't with-" "I said knock knock" her eyes widened, with laser passing through hitting Joyce. Sighs "Whose there?"

He really is cumming all over me… **Knock Knock Knock** The sound of someone knocking quite loudly on the classroom door made me forget everything that had just happened between me and the prince for a moment. Panic gave me a surge of energy and I managed to sit up on the desk as I felt the stickiness of his cum slowly trickling down my belly thanks to the force of gravity. Ignoring that and the fact that I wasn’t in a presentable state, my head whipped towards the door as my eyes widened at the realization that the worst must have happened. Someone is at the door and…is it even locked?!

"Hold on to the other edge Mommy slut you dirty girl." She grabbed hold. "Don't you let go no matter what until I tell you." She moaned and nodded letting him know she heard him. Then he lifted her skirt and she could feel the cool air of the air conditioner across her exposed ass and pussy. The light kiss of air feeling good on her heated sex, like a gentle lover and then... Crack! Gio's hand came down on her ass making her squeal. "That's what happens to dirty sluts who cum on their desks." CRACK! His hand came down on her other cheek. The pain mixed with the delicious feelings that her pussy felt at every smack on he bare ass. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* Ava shoved the dildo under the clothes in her box along with her scrap book and jumped to her feet in half a second, her heart pounding as she rearranged her panties over her frustrated sex.

Effectively knocking him over on his side. Unfortunately it had the opposite effect as he laid there laughing harder. This little fucker! I plopped on on the ground next to him before throwing myself back on the floor. After a few moments of us laughing, We slowly looked over at each other, our faces only foot away from the others. "Don't even ask, fuck no, I'm not going to kiss you!" Jackass said and I couldn't help but laugh harder at that point. I kicked my leg out effectively rolling him over.

“God, Kitten I pray to fuck that you're touching yourself and cumming so hard when I do.” My eyes shut, his voice filling my head as I feel my own pleasure brewing. “Mnbghh.” I pinch my little nub, ready to let myself go. “Fuck yes—” A low knock on my door snaps me back to the present. I glance at it then at my spread legs unsure on which to attend first. If it's Dmitry I can always convince him to fuck me, but… “Miss Gianna…” Donny calls from outside, “ you're needed downstairs.”

He had to accept it. His fingers whitened, crumpling the paper, and he laughed until tears streamed down his face. When he stopped, he slammed his fist down on the wooden table. His knuckles cracked, and blood dripped.

I can feel her getting close, her body tensing. "Come for me, Aunty," I groan. "Let everyone hear you come on my dick." She screams, her pussy contracting around me as she comes. I follow her over the edge, my dick pulsing inside her as I fill her with my cum. We stay like that for a moment, both of us panting. Then I hear a knock at the door. "Mukesh? Are you in there?" It's my friend, Ravi. I look at Aunty, a smirk on my face. "Should we let him in, Aunty? Should we show him what a dirty slut you are for me?"