One Direction Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

My muffled moans vibrated around Julian’s length, making him curse and push a little deeper into my throat. “You’re such a perfect little whore for us,” Oliver panted, sweat dripping from his chest onto my bouncing tits as he slammed deeper, one hand reaching down to rub my clit in tight, relentless circles. “Gonna come again already? Milk my cock with that greedy pussy, Leena. Show Dad how well you take us.” The overwhelming pleasure, the dual sensations of Oliver pounding my pussy and Julian fucking my mouth, the constant creaking bed, the wet obscene noises, and the filthy dirty talk, pushed me over the edge fast.

“They start on my breasts, Father. Squeezing them, pinching my nipples until they ache. Then they slide down my stomach… between my legs. Rubbing my… my cunt. Pushing fingers inside while I moan.” “Good girl,” he murmured, and I heard the rustle of his cassock like he was adjusting himself. “Keep going. Do you imagine these hands belonging to someone forbidden? Do you get wet thinking about it?” “Yes,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “So wet. I rub my clit in circles until I come, imagining a man holding me down, filling me up even though I know it’s wrong. I feel so dirty afterwards but I can’t stop.” The screen door clicked. He stepped out of his side and opened mine, towering over me.

He would pump them deep, scissoring, stretching her open while he whispered, “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To defile yourself on your guardian’s hand? To soak the sheets of the house I swore to keep you pure in?” Amelia moaned louder, hips bucking. She added a fourth finger, forcing her tight pussy to take it. The burn was exquisite. Juice ran down her ass crack, soaking the sheet beneath her. She could almost smell him, incense and clean male sweat and that faint trace of the communion wine on his breath. “Say it,” fantasy Father Damien growled. “Tell me you are my dirty little secret. Tell me you touch this cunt every night thinking of the man who is supposed to save your soul.”

“I want to hear how nasty you really are for me.” “Fuck,” I gasped, my head falling back as he ground harder against me. “I want you and Sebastian and Hudson to take turns with me. I want all three of you to stretch my holes at the same time. I finger my ass thinking about your cocks filling me up everywhere, pumping me full of cum until it leaks out of me for days. I am such a dirty girl, Mateo. I get guilty every single time Dad calls me princess because I am thinking about his best friends turning me into their personal cumslut.”

Makes a small fantasy I never really knew I had bloom in the back of my mind and wishing that right now shit was back to the way it was and we aren’t in this fucked up little co-parenting/separation period so I could sit back with my cock in my hand and watch as Dante fucks the shit out of Durani’s mouth like the little slut she is for us, while this Nico guy fucks her tight little pussy. I want nothing more the to hear her small moans as she chokes on Dantes dick as he slams it down her throat. The memories of watching the mixture of spit and my cum ooze out of her mouth from forcing her not to swallow so she can swallow my cum with the cum of my brothers now has me rock fucking hard and no

The feel of his hands slowly working there way down my arms and back up clouds my mind. The words slip out like word vomit, and I can’t control it, “I am dirty…” I say as I press my cheek to his bare chest, so I can hear the steady sound of his heart beat. “Look at me Ciara.” Owen places one finger under my chin and lift it so my eyes are looking into his deep onyx eyes. “You are not dirty, and I can tell you are afraid I will not want you…” I close my eyes and nod.

He pulled out and stroked his cock fast—hard—eyes locked on Sariah’s helpless, shaking body. And then He pulled out. Grabbed his cock. And came. Hot, thick ropes of white cum splashed across Dr. Vale’s ass and lower back. She leaned back, spread the mess with her fingers, moaning like a goddess fed on filth. Sariah whimpered. Keon was trembling. “Now,” she said to Sariah and Keon. “You two may speak one thing. One truth. One dirty fantasy you’ve never said out loud.” Sariah’s voice was shaking.

I thought about Sebastian again and his cold voice after saying this didn't mean anything and I just wanted to see what it was like, but it meant something to me, it meant something and I didn't know what to do with that. I reached over and grabbed a dirty T-shirt off the floor and wiped my stomach and my chest, the fabric rough and cold and I didn't care, then I pulled up my boxers and my jeans and did up the button and the belt with my hands still shaking a little. I rolled onto my side and pulled my knees up on the lumpy mattress where the sheet was damp with sweat and come and I didn't care about any of it, I just closed my eyes and Sebastian was still there behind my lids and in my ches

His dressing reminds me of the Normandy boys in one of the books I read. Those boys mingled with French women who had once been with German soldiers, pinning them against tanks and the ruins of France, fucking them until the women were beside themselves. I want Daniel to break me like those soldiers. But first, I have to corrupt him. I have to teach him the dirty, beautiful things the priest taught me. “I’ve been busy,” I lie smoothly. “My mother has been watching me.” He tilts his head, a line forming between his brows. “She always watches you, but you always find a way out.”