Very Dirty Imagine Novels & Stories

It was as if the river was flowing us toward each other, wanting us so desperately to be together. But then, seeing him, being in this river with him, my mind began to wander freely. I started having dirty thoughts I couldn’t control. I imagined him doing things to me in this river, just the two of us, as he planted kisses on my neck, ran his tongue over my skin, and grabbed my breasts in his hands, fondling them. I could imagine his hands exploring my body, touching me in places no man should dare to touch. I could imagine his lips on mine, our tongues entwined, fighting for dominance. Each dirty thought made my nipples harden under the water and heat pool at my core.

Fuck, the sheer imagination of that cock in me. “Ahhh… ahhh… yes…” “Imagine me fucking your brains out,” he whispered again. His hand not losing the rhythm, my body twisting in response to the knot forming in my belly. “Fuck, Rainnnn… tsss… ah…” I moaned. “Imagine Rain fucking you, slamming this monster inside your tight pussy.” Fuck those words—the word ‘monster,’ ‘slamming.’ I couldn't imagine—ah… fuck! That was enough to send me to the edge. My stomach tightened, the waves surging through me. I jerked my hips further into his hands.

“Now let me watch you suck him.” Her body shook. The little patience left in her had been sapped out as she imagined the filthiness that accompanied what she was about to do with the toy. The mere thought of shoving that fake cock in her mouth or inside her hole—according to Daddy’s order—made her feel dirty. Slutty, but she was thrilled to explore it, to feel like the dirty slut she was.

Running my hand through her soft hair carefully untangling it as i go, I too shuffle down and lay down next to her planting a soft kiss her forehead before turning back to the movie that's still playing on the sheet like screen, falling asleep a few minutes later. Dante's Dirty Dream As the movie plays Durani and Dimitri get up and rush out of the room to no-doubt fuck. the idea of watching his do such sinfull things to her body has my dick harden instantly. I'm pulled from my erotic thoughts but the sound of what I can only assume to be chains hitting against his metal bed frame hits my ears making my imagination is running wild.

I cursed myself for entertaining such treacherous thoughts, but they persisted, flooding my mind with unwanted visions. I imagined the gentle brush of his fingertips, the soft caress of his lips, and the shiver-inducing sensation of his mouth on mine. My mind's eye conjured images of myself beneath him, arching in ecstasy as he awakened sensations I'd never known. The Darkness within me reveled in these depraved fantasies, refusing to relinquish its hold on my imagination.

She eased up the slightest bit as she said, "You always eat me so good, you have to know that is very endearing. But tonight I don't want that sweetness. I want you to put your cock into me and cum inside me, but I don't want you to clean me up after, not even the facial I want you to give this slut later. I want to be dirty from you, soiled like a naughty wife all night with your spunk, like granny in a porno, as many times as you give it to me." "Well, I must say that as a change the look is kind of primitive but also attractive. Maybe I mean it is attractive in an "earth woman" sort of way... especially when you are dripping from me." Another thought occurred. "Maybe, in my mind, shaving

"One last one for the road. She shattered under his touch, a quick, sharp orgasm rippling through her, pussy clenching on nothing, juices slicking his fingers. Jax grinned, feral and satisfied, bringing them to his mouth for a final taste. SLUT SQUAD!! If you are reading this, you're pronounced "Dirty Slut Seeker" part of the Dirty Slut Seekers! We all have fantasies don't we? Bet your cock's throbbing, or your pussy's soaked right now, panties shoved aside as you read every single filthy fuck dream. Did you edge or cum untouched, or touch yourself? Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Beg for more? Spill your dirtiest

The overpowering odour of what smelt like scent leaves and candles rushed up my nostrils and I gagged, coughing loudly. All thoughts of the odour of the room disappeared when I noticed the room itself with it's odd occupant. The room was filled with several assortments of odd items, books upon books were stacked on the floors, looking dusty and untouched. Creepy looking cages held several reptiles and I shuddered in fright as the lady sitting alone on the mat moved. She had on a dirty robe and unkempt, dirty dark hair which looked like it hadn't seen the luxury of a comb in days. Her eyes were sunken in, the strange thing was that her eyes were exactly like mine and Kathryn's which had only

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.”

“From the very first weekend you moved in. You were prancing around in those tiny sleep shorts that barely covered your ass. I jerked off in the shower at least three times that week imagining spreading your legs and burying my face in your pussy. Kept telling myself it was wrong but fuck, the fantasy wouldn’t leave me alone.” I laughed and playfully slapped his chest before reaching over to the coffee table to grab the bowl of snacks. “We’re both terrible people. Here, open your mouth.” I fed him a piece of chocolate and took one for myself, the sweetness mixing with the dirty feeling still buzzing between my legs.