One Direction Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I shake my head as i am out of words " I fantasized about locking you in a dark classroom ,push you on a table and put your legs over my shoulders and suck you until you scream" "Draven... Stop..." His dirty talks provokes a part of me I never thought existed His dirty words will be the end of me. Draven takes his hands thats where just in me a few minutes ago as he slipps it in his mouth and sucked it still staring at my eyes " I can't stop my fantasies darling". He wraps his hands around mine. " but I wont tell you the rest of them, do you know why?" I shake my head once " because you are not ready for those, I'll tell you this though" he leans in to whisper in hot words "you taste b

She hesitated for two seconds before standing up and saying she had been distracted and didn't know the answer. Nadia was very unhappy about this. "First, it was Willow. And now, you're becoming like her. None of you seem to be focusing on your studies. What's going on?" Jean's eyes seemed to glance in my direction almost imperceptibly. It was only for a brief moment. However, I had become unusually sensitive lately, so I caught it. Suddenly, I realized something—Jean was acting strange too. She started avoiding me in any way she could. One afternoon, during our nap time, I stirred from my sleep and opened my eyes slightly. To my shock, I saw Jean glaring at me intently.

My grip tightened, stroking us together, slow at first, then faster, the friction making my head spin. “Shit, Carter,” Dorian groaned, head tipping back, throat bared for my teeth to sink right into. “You’re gonna fucking kill me. Look at you....jerking us off like a goddamn pro. You've been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Both of our cocks in your hand and your finger buried in my ass?” His voice was pure gravel, dripping with filth, and every word sent a jolt straight to my dick. I moaned, loudly and shamelessly, my hand pumping faster, water splashing around us while I continued to rub his taint with my other finger. His dirty talk was unraveling me, stripping me bare, and I couldn’t ge

His grip on her chin tightened, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh until she could feel the imprint of each one. “Such a greedy little slut,” He murmured, his lips brushing against hers with every word, his breath mingling with hers. “Say it. Say you're my dirty little slut." "I.. I'm a dirty little slut'" She said, not even feeling ashamed. "My dirty little slut" He corrected huskily. "I'm your dirty little slut" “That’s right. But you're still not getting anything yet." His thumb traced the shape of her lower lip before slipping inside, pressing down on her tongue. “Let’s play a game, my dirty little slut.”

Fingering my dripping cunt while Mom and Dad were still chatting downstairs, completely clueless that their sweet, innocent daughter—the one with only one boyfriend in her whole life—was fantasizing about a man twice her age. A man who’d bent her over his desk and claimed every hole like he owned it. “Shit… fuck! Yes—” My voice broke into a needy moan as I pumped faster, thighs trembling, sheets already dark and wet beneath me. I pictured Troy’s thick cock stretching me open, his rough hands pinning my wrists, that deep growl in my ear telling me what a dirty little secret I was. The sudden buzz of my phone sliced through the filthy haze. I groaned in frustration but snatched it up anyway.

“We’ve shared girls plenty of times. Fucked them together tag team style. One in her pussy one in her mouth then switching. But we’ve always talked about doing it with a guy. A willing one. Breaking him in together. Making him take both our cocks until he’s shaking and dripping.” Rowan nodded his fingers still on my thigh sliding a little higher. “Yeah. Fantasized about finding someone who can handle us. Someone who gets off on being used by two straight guys who just want to ruin a tight hole and a pretty mouth. Are you listening to Noah? That shit turns you on doesn’t it.” My breath came faster. I could feel pre-cum leaking from my tip mixing with the hot tub water. My mind was spinning wi

and started rubbing it all over my face. “Do you like this, Daddy?” I asked, the hot, ocean scent of myself filling my nostrils as I glazed my skin with my juices. “I'm such a dirty girl for you... You made so many pictures of me, taking your cum all over my face and tits. I... I like it too, Daddy. I want you to know that. It makes me feel so good... so owned! It reminds me that I belong to you, and only you, forever! Do... do you want to fuck me again, Daddy? Already?” I returned my hands between my thighs, gasping with over-sensitivity as I started touching myself again. “Do you want to fuck me while I have your cum all over my face like this? Oh, yes Daddy... I want it, too! Oh, please,

“That tracks with the control and overwhelm you describe in your own experiences. The fantasy of being the one orchestrating it—or being the center of it.” “Yeah,” I breathed. “Sometimes I imagine myself in the middle… sometimes I imagine directing it all. Telling them exactly how to touch, how hard, when to stop. I touch myself to it almost every time. I come hardest when the person being fucked is crying and thanking them for it.” His eyes held mine. “That’s honest. Thank you.” I nodded, pulse racing. And then—stupidly, thoughtlessly—the name slipped out. “I picture him in those scenes sometimes. Kia. Pretty little Kia, on his knees between them, looking up at me while they take turns…”

“Don’t lock it, though. Because that’s what you want, isn’t it? To be dirty and to be bad and to fuck me when you shouldn’t.” “I’m not the only one who wants to be dirty and bad, am I?” I lean down and lick the shell of his ear. “I’m not the one fucking my son’s ex-fiancé right now, am I? I’m not the one who stood a little too close, who watched me a little too intensely, who licked his lips every time my skirt slid a little too high.”

CONTENT WARNING: Hotwife pimping fantasy unfolds – group use with anal focus, creampie overload, and husband cleanup humiliation; denial buildup, public-ish exposure, and submission kink. CHAPTER ONE "Who does this belong to? Who owns this, little girl?" He rubs her pussy in his hand. She's soaking wet, dripping. Her breathing is deep, a slight sigh with each breath. She moans softly with her eyes closed. She opens them and sees him inches from her pretty face.