Novel & Cerita Play Dirty Novel

My hands pressed into the wood, my knuckles white, as I whispered a frantic prayer. “Lord, cleanse me. Wash this filth out of my mind. I am Yours. I am not this woman. I am not.” But my body… my body wouldn’t stop trembling. Because the truth? For one wild, reckless second… I liked what I saw. I grabbed the phone again and my thumbs flew across the screen. Gloria: Don’t you ever send me something like that again. This is disgusting, sinful. You need repentance, not this filth.

She nods around my fingers, saliva dribbling down her chin, leaving wet trails down her chest and I want to lean down and lick it up. My hands take over, working faster in— out, in— out, rolling, plunging, fucking. “You're such a dirty girl, aren't you? look at you, all filthy for me.” She nods, her thighs squished together as she grinds desperately for her release. “You're soaking up my hands, so messy.” “Mnhnmm…” More saliva, more grinding. Her hand slips between her thighs and I stifle a groan. “Did you say something?”

she moaned as he started rubbing her slit with his fingers. She gripped his shoulders when two fingers slid inside her. They locked eyes, both of them breathing heavily, their gazes clouded with lust. She had never felt such intensity before—such an electrifying chemistry that threatened to consume them whole. "If this is what you call dirty, then I’m willing to get dirty with you, Sir Noah," she whispered before rocking her hips against his hand.

Don’s mouth shaped them too, sloppy, half-conscious, like his body remembered even when his head did not. The blood ran together in the dish. The lock gave a sound like something old waking up. The door opened. Bars of gold stacked in rows that went back farther than the light wanted to reach. Then cases. Files bound in dark leather. Stones that caught what little light there was and threw it back mean. Paper that smelled like rooms no one was supposed to enter. Enough to buy cities. Enough to bury names. I stood there with my pulse in my throat and my hands hanging useless at my sides. The cold on my face felt far away.

I stood up on legs that barely felt like mine, knees soft, blood humming. Every inch of my body pulsed with memory, with desire, with that reckless craving that had never really gone quiet since the retreat. Slowly, deliberately, I peeled off my scrubs. Not all at once. I let them slide down my hips with a kind of teasing ease, like my skin was aching to be bared. Underneath, I wore the set I had no business wearing to work. Blood red. Lacy. Practically a sin.

The wet sound of him fucking me fills the room and mixes with my moans and the creak of the bed frame. Cole moves to the other side of the bed and feeds me his cock across the mattress. I take him deep while Daniel pounds me from behind and I’m stuffed from both ends. Rhett stands beside me and spits on my back. The warmth drips down my spine and Daniel’s hand smears it across my skin while he fucks me. It’s so filthy that it makes my pussy clench. “She got tighter when I did that,” Rhett observes in that low, flat voice. “She likes being degraded while she gets fucked.”

“Make out. Both of you. And don’t be quiet. Tell each other what dirty little sluts you are.” Sophia smiled and pulled me close. Our wet bodies pressed together, breasts rubbing, as we kissed deeply. Our tongues slid against each other, the kiss turning sloppy and hungry. “I’m such a filthy slut,” Sophia whispered against my lips. “Letting two men use my holes while my best friend watches.” I moaned softly, grinding against her thigh. “I’m worse. I’m a professor who fucks her student and begs for more. Such a desperate cock-hungry whore.”

Val makes sure the negotiation was fixed and no strings attached. Sally who was wearing a high-cut black skirt and a thin white blouse gladly nodded her head to his question. Val was a bed expert when it comes to women so it's nothing new to him when someone approached him to make them fulfill their fantasy by getting laid by him. When Sally climbed inside his private plane, Val quickly put his hands under her skirt and pulled down her undies leaving it just midway on her legs. Sally felt the dampness in between her thighs when she realized that Val's fingers are now stroking beneath her folds.

Filthy and loving and real. Maria smiled knowingly, sliding plates our way without a word about the obvious tension crackling between us. “Eat up, you two. Big day at the office. Lila and I have a dinosaur museum field trip planned—complete with the roaring exhibit.” Breakfast turned into beautiful chaos: Lila “rawring” between every bite, syrup smeared across her cheeks and my blouse, Dante feeding me bites of pancake straight from his fork while his free hand rested high on my thigh under the island. His fingers teased the edge of my garters, dipping just beneath the skirt to brush my slick folds, pushing a little more of his cum back inside me every time I shifted. Every brush made me cle

There was no point in going into the office, considering she had no cash left and she knew that if she used her credit card, she would be found. Turning the corner, Jenna found a man standing with his back against the motel wall. An emaciated woman with dirty blonde hair and tracks on both arms was on her knees in front of him. She had a bored look on her face as she sucked rhythmically on his cock. Jenna stood mesmerized, feeling warmth begin to pool between her legs. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Brennus was growling in disgust at his daughter's interest in the filthy hooker and her John. The pair reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. When the man noticed Jenna watching he flashed her a t