Salty Stories Novels & Stories

He groaned, threading his fingers through my hair. “Open.” I sucked the tip first, swirling my tongue around the head and tasting the salty precum. Then I took him deeper, lips stretching wide around his girth. Slurping sounds filled the living room as I bobbed my head, saliva already dripping down my chin and onto my oiled tits. I sucked him like the pro I’d become on camera…messy, eager, desperate to please. . Saliva dripped down my chin and onto my glistening tits. I relaxed my throat and sank deeper, taking more of him until my nose brushed his pelvis.

"You walked into a private club room, ended up in bed with a ruthless crime lord, and you didn't even bother to check who he was before letting him touch you!" "Wait—wait, stop!" I stammered, my hands shaking as I grabbed Donald's arm. "You're joking, right? Donald, please tell me you're lying to make fun of me. Tell me this is a joke!" "Does my face look like I'm joking?!" Donald snapped. He walked over to his table, picked up his phone, typed rapidly on the screen, and shoved the phone screen right in front of my face. There on the screen were several news articles, all about the man from last night—Callan Santiago. His face appeared in picture after picture, while the headlines linked him

A voice yelled. I turned around and Scott came out of his car. Johnson was running towards me. "I gotta show you something!" He started removing his shirt. "What are you doing?" He removed his shirt and turned his back to me. On the upper side of his back, something was tattooed there in calligraphy. Never call a woman a bitch or she might just act like one. - T. Harvey "What do you think of it?" He turned to me, smiling goofily. "We're not even friends," I said and entered the car. Scott ignited the engine and drove out.

“Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter take care of each other.” I didn’t need convincing. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto my mouth, burying my tongue deep inside her hot, creamy hole. She tasted like sex—sweet, tangy, mixed with the faint musk of Jake’s cock. Sarah moaned loudly and dove between my legs, licking long, hungry stripes up my slit before sucking hard on my swollen clit.

Chapter 1: Caught Fucking Around Trigger warning: This story is raw, gritty. It's not the kind that pets you. It will strip you off your pride like a little dirty dog, take you to your peak and punish you harder. When you're done, your pussy won't be the only thing that leaks... your master's marks will be your new tattoo, and little puppy, you'll thank him for it. Drop now if you hate dirty stories with degradation. Britanny's POV

Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist. As she got closer to the door, she heard a thud as if he had thrown his shoe at the wall. He threw things, but most often his shoes, she’d learned. She bit her lip at the thought that at least it wasn’t an employee’s head. In the brief silence that followed the thud, she slowly opened the door to his office. He was still on the phone and beckoned her to enter. She shut the door behind her and began to lay out the lunch that she had brought on the long table mostly covered in papers by his desk.

Story 8: The Secretary’s Secret Mr. Voss stroked his thick cock lazily as he watched the two naked women fingering each other, their breasts pressed tightly together, nipples rubbing sensually. “Anything goes,” he said darkly. “Use your fingers, your mouths, your bodies — do whatever it takes to make the other cum first. The one who cums loses and gets fired. Begin.”

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

My tongue pressed against his dick proudly; I licked it through while he started to hook his legs in between my thighs. I pressed his dick slowly with my tongue, rolling over it while he started to hold the controller even tighter. I started to roll my tongue around his dick faster. The faster I got, the more saliva mixed with precum, and I swallowed it down my throat like nothing else existed. And the damn taste! It was fucking tasteless, though a little bit salty. I thought I had heard him say stop; however, the word died down right at that point while he stared right at me.