Real Dirty Sex Stories Novels & Stories

I picked each of them up and turned them in my hand. All of them. Same hole. Same place. “No. No, no, no. This isn’t right.” I moved to the nightstand, grabbed the box, and upended it onto the bed. Empty wrappers spilled out, a few unopened ones still in the corner. I tore one free and held it to the light. Another hole. Every single condom we’d used had a hole punched clean through the foil. Wesley’s voice broke through, unsteady now. “Grace. What?”

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The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

" Destiny shook her hand and introduced herself as well. Jewel giggled nervously and said, 'Honesty I'm not sure where to begin. I guess I'll just start with a bit of my history. I work at a very busy and demanding job. I don't have much of a social life. When I do go out though I like to have sex. Just being honest so please don't judge me. I love my work, but all the stress gets to me through the week so on the weekends when I can find someone, I will more often than not take advantage of the opportunity. Sex relaxes me like nothing else especially good sex. Unfortunately, I've hit a dry spell lately. The few sexual partners I've had have been way too quick and then out they go. I must fin

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

“You fucked her in a public bathroom to get my properties under your name. That's quite dirty you know.” Xavier laughed deeply. Instead of feeling calm with his amusement, it felt as if goosebumps are appearing on my skin. “I had sex with Angela in the public bathroom to get your properties under her name.” I blanched. “That’s right honey. Those hotels are under Angela’s name and very soon, I’m going to strip S.H Fashion from you. All I need you to do is sit back and watch.”

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Her words sent a shiver straight down my spine as I shifted feeling the dampness growing in my panties. The game kept growing dirtier now. Someone mentioned the time Alex and I had sex in the dorm while everyone else was at football game. Ryan admitted he had jerked off listening through the wall. My cheeks burned so hot but my pussy throbbed at the memory. Alex’s hand slid higher on my thigh, his fingers tracing the edge of my panties and I parted my legs a little, inviting him. He stroked me slowly over the fabric pressing the damp cloth against my swollen clit, I bit my lip to hold back my moan as pleasure cooked tightly in my belly.

“This is still hate sex, Marcus. Don’t get any ideas. I still can’t stand your arrogant ass.” He stripped fast, cock rock hard and curving up. “Keep telling yourself that, pretty boy.” He crawled over me, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while the other spread my legs. “But this hole doesn’t lie. It’s been clenching for me since the locker room.” He pushed back inside me raw, slow this time, inch by thick inch until he bottomed out. I moaned loud, back arching off the bed. “Fuck… you’re still so deep.”