Tamil Dirty Stories Novels & Stories

His grip on her chin tightened, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh until she could feel the imprint of each one. “Such a greedy little slut,” He murmured, his lips brushing against hers with every word, his breath mingling with hers. “Say it. Say you're my dirty little slut." "I.. I'm a dirty little slut'" She said, not even feeling ashamed. "My dirty little slut" He corrected huskily. "I'm your dirty little slut" “That’s right. But you're still not getting anything yet." His thumb traced the shape of her lower lip before slipping inside, pressing down on her tongue. “Let’s play a game, my dirty little slut.”

And I couldn’t control myself to stay quiet anymore. “Unghhhhhh” “Damn, you like it when I say dirty things don’t you?.” I couldn’t talk. I was out of breath. “Finally, someone that gets me. Your sister doesn’t like it when I talk dirty, you know. But you, you're perfect for me. My perfect little whore” “Unghhh,… Ahhhhh….” “Yes baby, just like that. Let me hear you moan like the perfect little slut you are”

Trees lined the roads, and the distant hills spread like a sleeping city. Niya looked back and saw Reena in the mirror. “So… what were you reading last night that made you so late?” Reena took a long breath and said, “Ugh, don’t even ask. That story’s villain is so stupid!” Niya laughed and asked, “Villain? So what kind of book were you reading?” Reena closed her eyes and said, “Man, the hero clearly says no, so why does the girl keep chasing him?

LILA Damien’s cock kept slamming into my ass with brutal, possessive strokes. Every thrust sent fresh sparks of pain and pleasure through my welted cheeks. My tied hands flexed uselessly behind me while my tits rubbed raw against the conference table. “Please, Sir…” I begged brokenly in a hoarse voice. “I’ve learned my lesson… please let me cum. I need it so bad.” He slowed his thrusts, grinding deep inside my ass instead, teasing me mercilessly.

I am Reema, a 20-year-old Indian girl with a body that drives men wild. My thick, creamy thighs and ample bosom strain against the confines of my tight saree, revealing every tantalizing curve. I live with my father-in-law, a paralyzed man with a perverted streak and a 10-inch cock that throbs with desire whenever he sees me.

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

She added a third finger, stretching her cunt. Her thumb pressed hard onto her clit, circling fast. Juices ran down her ass crack. The fabric under her was soaked as she moaned low, her body shaking. Ten minutes of this, and she was a mess. 'Stop now, Tessa. Come to me.' She pulled her fingers out, strings of her wetness connecting them to her pussy. She stood on shaky legs and walked over to my chair. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. It was hard: seven inches, erected,thick at the base pre cum dripping .

Thanks guys. “ Sure,” I replied lazily. I should have stayed in my room. I met Thom's room ajar, I was alarmed and I pushed it open. The sight I saw made my mouth dry, my heart pound and my knees weak. Thom was naked, on his bed, eyes closed and jerking off. I should have dashed out of the room but I couldn't peel my eyes off his physique. His perfect hairy chest that had a bit of grey in it, his abs, dangerous abs for his age and hard flat stomach led to the treasure trail that disappeared into his neatly trimmed pubic hair, which framed a very veiny, thick cock. I was staring.

“You’re dripping all over me, Tazz. Tell us how much you need this.” “I need it so bad!” I admitted, my head falling back against Liam’s shoulder. “Your... oh God don’t stop, please!” Liam’s fingers dug into my hips, pulling me back to him with every thrust. “You’re our dirty girl now,” he growled and leaned in to bite my shoulder lightly. “Taking both holes like a pro.” My moans turned to screams as they picked up the pace, brutal and aggressive I was overwhelmed. “Oh God, yes! Fuck me Jake! I’m yours!”

How I suck on your earlobe while I say dirty things to get you off without even touching your clit. LonelyGirl: Please touch my clit. Your fingers felt so good. I want your tongue tracing me everywhere. LimberJack: Greedy girl! Marathon, not a sprint. But not gonna lie I love that you are as turned on by me as I am by you. LonelyGirl: We have to add pictures and videos to this app. LimberJack: Fuck yes we do! That's brilliant. You. Are. Brilliant. LimberJack: And sexy, wanted by at least two other men, who knows how many others. But who do you belong to.