Play Dirty Novel Novels & Stories

He sucked my clit hard, two thick, greasy fingers pushing deep inside me. The primal, dirty setting made everything more intense. I was a respectable teacher, yet here I was, legs spread wide on a mechanic’s dirty workbench while a rough stranger ate my pussy with greasy hands. “Colt… your hands are so dirty,” I moaned, rocking against his face. “You’re marking me… making me feel like your whore.” He pulled back just enough to look up at me, lips shiny with my juices. “That’s because you are my whore tonight.” He attacked my clit again, sucking and flicking his tongue rapidly while his fingers curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot.

The burning fullness, the constant creaking of the bed, their grunts, and Ava’s dirty encouragement pushed me over again and again. “You’re taking both cocks so well, Lena,” Ava purred, pinching my nipples. “Such a perfect little family slut.” Hours blurred. We tried every combination possible. Ava riding both guys in turn while I sat on faces or sucked whoever was free. Me and Ava in a scissoring position while the guys took turns fucking us. Cumshots on breasts, faces, inside pussies and ass. The sheets were completely destroyed, soaked and sticky. Around 3 a.m. we finally slowed down, lying in a sweaty, cum-covered tangle. My body felt used in the best and most exhausted way possible. Jul

she moaned softly, “fuck me, fill me up. I love being your dirty little whore.” He groaned as the tip of his cock nestled, creating soft friction, and then he drove into her in one deep thrust. He pulled out and pounded her ruthlessly. This wasnt lovemaking, or growing closer. This was a dirty fuck in a dingy carpark. The kind of fuck that Remy knew well and the kind of scene that made men like Ethan lose their minds. She took it all and let her arse push back against his cock as he stayed buried deep in her.

I held her there for a beat until her throat spasmed. My head fell back. Fuck. She kept going deeper with another line of praise. She liked this, I realized. Being told she was pretty and that she was good. My good girl. Seems she hadn’t been told that enough, which I would, all the fucking time. Right now, she looked like a fucking dream — mascara smeared under her eyes, chin dripping with spit. Fucking. Gorgeous. I dug out my phone from my pocket and took a picture. She was so dirty and gorgeous, I knew I’d jerk off to this image for weeks. Fate or luck...maybe persistence but either way, she was mine to ruin.

“What do you think about when you’re alone up here?” “This.” I was already breathless. “You walking in. You using my mouth. You holding me against the window. Elena knowing and still looking me in the eye in the mail room. I think about coming on your tongue. I think about you in my shower. I think about you not knocking.” “Does that make you feel dirty?” “Yes.” “Do you want to stop feeling dirty?” I shook my head, hair sticking to my mouth. “No. I want you to make it worse.”

“You have no idea how bad I screwed up. I mean, she was just there and looking at me all innocent. Fuck, I should have stopped myself from getting so close to this girl. Now, it’s too late to forget her. It’s like she’s everywhere I go. What would you do if you were in my situation?” “You can start by telling me who this girl is that has my best friend so conflicted.” “July came to me and wanted me to be her personal trainer. Then, the next thing I know I give her a job as a receptionist. This is where it gets bad. I started hanging out with her after hours and before I know it, my lips are on hers. It didn’t end there. She started calling me a name and it made something inside me come alive

The smell of coffee and freshly baked croissants fills the air as we enter. Vicky is carrying Ever-Lee to an open table in the corner and I place an order for us. That is when my eyes caught the newspaper. I grab it from the counter and my whole world comes crashing down. Gustav Lenkov, realest from prison, he is a free man. “No this can’t be happening.” My hands are shaking, he will be out for blood and Rayon will be the first one he wants revenge on. “Ricardo,” I mumble and scramble to fish my phone out of my pocket. My fingers are numb and I can’t seem to dial.

“You got dirty with me, so now I have to clean you up, don’t I?” Her hazel eyes darkened, the tension between us sizzling, but she made no move to push me away. Instead, I let my hands glide over her soapy skin, the way I had fantasized countless times before. It was even better than my dirty fantasies. Massaging her perfect tits, brushing my thumbs over her hardened peaks and making her gasp under my touch. “You’re such a pervert, Dylan,” she whispered, voice breathy when my hands slid over her taut stomach, down her back to squeeze her ass.

Unice said, and I lifted Unice's thighs as my sperm dripped out of her pussy while my dick was still inside her. "I'll take care of that," I responded, picking up a tissue from the car. I took my dick from her pussy, and the sperm immediately spilled from her pussy; she touched the hem of her dress, and I cleaned the sperm from her pussy. "It's okay now," I murmured, and she stared at me and put on her underwear. "I'll just take time to rest, but what we did was unsafe, and Max saw us," Unice said, her face flushed as I scratched my head and smiled.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier