Naughty Novels & Stories

I had lost my sense of vision, my sense of feeling was now weighing on me. I could literally feel every curve of my body pressing against his thick manly body, my flesh crashing against his strong bones. I was getting sensitive. Living with four handsome stepbrothers I could only desire for three years has changed me into something else, how the fuck do I often get so horny. But I won’t lie, this days, I was enjoying it. “Let’s move,” Zed yelled, his footsteps moving away from us. Axel followed. How do I get him to participate in my naughty desires?

He got the naughtiest pup ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I picked up my phone and took a wild picture of myself. I took three pictures. The first picture was a full picture of the entire robe, the second was me showing a peek of my boobs, and the third was the worst. I snapped my lower body with a peek of my pussy flashing at the camera. I did it on purpose to use it later to taunt Calder. I was going to make him beg. Cassey and I were both ready. We went straight to another suite that was already decorated for the party. The door opened, and we stepped inside. It was decorated with a pink "Last night as a single mom" sticker on the wall.

“That should be easy enough, right?” Nicole shook her head no. “New Lena, New account. Think about it, a bright fresh start, full of sexy but also tasteful photos of you being an absolute all-rounder, A+ students, cheerleader and hot girl.” I went a little pale at the thought of that. “Um… I think adorable is more my speed. Or normal. Sexy is a bit of a stretch.” Nicole scoffed, “Please. I’ve seen the way Noah looks at you. Guys would totally buy your bathwater if you sold it.”

"Look at you. Rubbing yourself right in front of me. You’re so fucking dirty, Jinna. You love being watched. You love knowing that I can see every bit of your heat. Does your daddy know you're this much of a slut? Does he know you're here right now, showing me how you play with yourself?" "He doesn't know... ohhh... Yesss… he doesn't…. Ahhh… he thinks I'm a good girl," she gasped. Her hand suddenly slowed down. She teased herself, barely touching the tip of her clit, making herself whine. Then, her hand moved in a blur. Her fingers were a frantic motion again, slapping against her wet skin. The sound was wet and rhythmic. Jinna let out a long, shaky moan. Her hand moved in fast, blurring mot

She showed him a very light silk jogger that was almost transparent in its material. “Make things easy for me,” he said. Then he leaned in and whispered “I could easily tear that up and fuck the shit out of you” “Easy, now. You know the walls have ears” “I also want the walls to hear you moan”. He slapped her round butt and kissed her in the enclosure of the fitting room. “You’re naughty”. She turned around. “Naughty Nat” “Zesty Zara,” he replied. She snapped her fingers to acknowledge his creative alliteration.

CHAPTER 3 MIA The fire’s down to glowing embers, throwing soft orange light across the living room. Cal’s sprawled on the couch in nothing but sweatpants, laptop balanced on the coffee table, scrolling through N*****x like this is a normal night and we’re not three days deep into the sex olympics. “Pick something dirty,” I say, crawling over the back of the couch and flopping across his lap. “Or something with explosions. I’m not picky.”

Forbidden Fantasies

Tender instead of the racing passion we had earlier. "Can you fuck my pussy too?" I'm a greedy whore. I admit it. "Fingers?" "I need something bigger." Slutastic. That's me. He grabs Mr. Pink. "This?" I nod. "Fuck. You're a naughty girl, Siren." "But you like fucking a naughty girl. Your dirty little slut." "I love it."

“I’m so wet. My fingers are sliding through my dripping pussy while I confess my sins to you.” A sharp inhale came from his side of the booth. I smiled in the darkness as I slowly pushed one finger inside my tight heat, letting out a soft and needy moan. “Child,” he warned, voice rough and strained, almost broken. “You must stop this at once.” But I didn’t stop. I added a second finger, pumping slowly, the wet sounds clearly audible through the lattice. “I wish it were you, Father,” I continued, my voice shaking with arousal. “I want your tongue on my clit. I want your thick cock stretching me open right here in this church. I want you to punish me for being such a dirty girl.”