Novel Dewasa Vulgar Novels & Stories

Jackie just laughed, because she didn't allow herself to say any obscenity or participate in them. I could lie as much as I wanted, but only the preliminary made by that man has already made me achieve more pleasure than hours of dirty sex. I can still feel the moisture of his tongue passing through my body, the taste he left in my mouth when he reciprocated the act, and my chest tightened as if it could come back at the moment when that vortex of pleasure totally ruined me.

“Fuck yourself nice and deep for me. Show me how badly you need me and I will feed you my cock.” Damn, the way his hand moved on the dildo felt better than mine ever did. I just let him take over. My hips rolled up to meet each thrust of the toy. The pressure inside me built steadily, my walls fluttering around the silicone. Nikolai’s free hand slid up my inner thigh and his fingers traced the mess that leaked out around the toy. He pressed two fingers against my clit and rubbed in slow, firm circles that made me arch off the bed. “Does your husband know you fuck yourself like this when he's gone?” He asked, his tone getting almost conversational. “Bet he thinks you're a good little wife. Pr

“It’s so used up, almost like yours. No resistance at all. Now tell me, bitch, is your pussy wet knowing I’m fucking your daughter and probably already knocked her up?” “Yesss Sir…” Isabella whispered, blushing deeply. “Fuck… it’s so wrong, but I’m soaked.” “Good slut. You know your ass is so wrecked you have to wear a butt plug all day so you don’t leak, right? Little Dickie still thinks you just like anal. And these days he only gets to fuck your ass because your pussy is too loose from my cock. Did he enjoy my cum treat yesterday, cum-rag?” “Yes… he loved the taste of my pussy mixed with your cum. As always,” Isabella admitted.

Every time she thought she was empty, he found a new pocket of sweetness, his tongue darting into her tight, virgin hole to drag out more of her cream. She felt dirty. She felt like the biggest whore in Daisy Field, splayed out under the covers while a man who was destined for the priesthood treated her pussy like his personal chalice. And she loved it. She loved the way his stubble grazed her inner thighs, the way his hot breath puffed against her clit, and the way he growled low in his throat when she flooded his mouth again. Suddenly, the bedroom door creaked open.

The contrast between the cold window and the burning heat of his body was driving me insane. “That’s it,” he rasped, his breath hot against my ear. “Scream into my hand. Let it all out. No one can see you falling apart on my dick, but they might hear you if you’re loud enough. Would you like that? Knowing your colleagues are working late while I ruin this tight pussy?” His words were filthy, degrading, and perfect. My inner walls fluttered around him as another orgasm built fast and vicious. I moaned desperately against his palm, licking and biting at his fingers.

Another described Ivy riding Desire reverse cowgirl on the balcony of a penthouse, city lights glittering below, while another gorgeous woman licked and sucked where their bodies joined, tongue flicking her clit and his shaft. The filthiest one was the raw description of Ivy on her knees in a limo, taking two cocks at once in all holes—mouth stuffed full, pussy stretched around a thick dick, and another in her hand—while Desire whispered and praised how perfect his little slut was. *“That’s my perfect little cumdump. Take all those cocks like the greedy whore you are.”* Delilah was panting now, fingers plunging deeper into her wet cunt, chasing the edge as the book exposed her completely.

Enraptured by the wickedness, I extended my tongue and for the first time, tasted another woman. I took the panties away from my mouth. I liked the taste. It's the whole, 'this is wrong' thing. But I do like the taste of pussy. I've tasted myself many times, but this was a whole new level of depravity. My pussy was soaked and leaking down my leg. In a total failure of prudence, I lay on that wet towel with the panties in my mouth, picturing myself with her as I rubbed my rigid clit.

I whispered in her ear then bit it a little. “Do whatever you want, Manuel! You can use my body anytime and anywhere. I can replace your wife in bed. Ugh!” She was so good at talking dirty that her words were enough for me to cum again. Her legs trembled in unison of mine and cummed too. But I wasn’t finished yet. I wanted more. I took both of our semen and used it as lubricant in her ass. “Have anyone fucked this beautiful ass of yours?” I asked.

"And I'm not being kinky. I just want it to be... nice." "Lex, you’ve literally got 'Get the cunt waxed' written in glitter pen," Ava chirped in, pointing at the spot I'd buried my notepad. Jenna let out a dramatic sigh as she nodded at Ava. "She's been acting like a prude for years, but clearly, those romance novels she reads have finally rotted her brain in the best way possible. Is he going to pin her to the wall? Is there going to be a lot of dirty talk?"

"Shouldn't I get a discount? Censored stories should be cheaper." "Do you know how hard it is to censor an R-rated story?" I cross my arms. "Listen! The original story was an adult story. It's not like you are a kid. You also made an adult novel happen. What about those steamy scenes between Aloisia and Kaige near the end of the novel? That was BDSM and wrong since Kaige was not right in his head." He scratches his head, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. "Well, I couldn't stop Aloisia."