Novel & Cerita Septiplier Dirty Fanfiction

I squeal. "Ummm, I know you are my little cock whore. Put your cock in her mouth. Give her something to suck on NOW!" Ezra barks at Roman. Roman unbuttons his pants and slides his cock into my mouth. "So greedy," Roman says. I take him into my throat as Ezra holds my hips, slamming his cock harder and harder into my pussy. Ezra has a way with his cock. My pussy pulsates, wanting more from both of them.

A month later - Selena sat on the couch in her room, the dim glow of her laptop screen casting eerie shadows on her face. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind, with Julian suddenly reappearing in her life, marrying her under mysterious circumstances, and now, saving her from Ryder’s assault. Her mind was a tangled web of emotions—gratitude, confusion, fear, and an inexplicable pull toward Julian that she couldn’t quite understand. He was an enigma, a man who seemed to harbor both hatred and protectiveness toward her in equal measure.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

With a thrust of his own hips, Julian was inside of me, hitting the place where I needed him most. Caspian slowly started moving along with Julian and I dug my nails into the carpet. Thank goodness Caspian dominated my mouth, or else I might have screamed. With every thrust from Julian I was sent closer and closer to the edge. Caspian picked up his pace, vigorously forcing himself in and out. Just as his cock started rippling, he grabbed the tip tightly and moved towards where Julian was. Letting his tip go, Caspian came over my pussy, a grunt of satisfaction sliding out his mouth.

I placed a finger under his chin. Julian scoffed and pushed away my finger. "I'll never be a perfect match from someone who easily switches lane." "No. You think I switched lanes. I'm doing what it takes... all that it takes to get us back to the top where we belong." He held his chin with my index and thumb and forced his face to look at me. "Including playing dirty." I bent lower. "As dirty as pretending I want a man like Ethan when he could never measure up to you." My tongue darted out to tease his ear. "My body yearns for not other Julian. Only you." I brought my gaze to level his. "But desperation has a way of making you settle for less."

Cheating on my mother and asking me to cover for him like it was just another favor. “You’re a disgrace to this profession,” I said flatly. His head snapped toward me. “What the hell did you just say to me?” “You heard me. A man is in there fighting for his life and you’re too busy planning your disgusting affair to give a shit.” He stepped forward, his voice low and dangerous. “I should fire you right here and now.” I didn’t flinch. “Except you can’t. Because you need me.” I paused, then looked him square in the eye. “You’re very pathetic.”

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV I take my time there, sucking it like candy, my tongue poking at the pee hole in the middle. Feeling that Dnaria shudders again, and I peek up to see her closing her eyes briefly.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

“Quiet.” I drove into her mercilessly, hips snapping up, burying every inch. Her tits bounced wildly in the sheer nightie. The wet slap of my balls against her ass echoed softly. I spanked her hard, making her clench around me. “Fuck, you feel perfect,” I rasped. “Tighter than anything. My son has no idea what a dirty little cumslut he’s marrying.” Sia bit into my shoulder to muffle her cries, nails digging into my back. I fucked her faster, deeper, the angle letting me hit that spot that made her shake. Her juices ran down my balls with every thrust.