Very Dirty Imagine Novels & Stories

She was still a little puffy and sensitive from last night, but so fucking wet that my fingers made obscene squelching noises as I pumped them deep. “Oh shit—Leo!” she gasped against my lips, her hips bucking wildly, riding my hand. Her juices ran down my wrist. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” I growled, curling my fingers to rub that spongy spot inside her while my thumb attacked her swollen clit. “My own stepsister getting finger-fucked in a closet because she can’t stay away from my cock.”

Now Roman can think about fucking me and want me, building up that want so he will help me later. "On your knees, ass in the air for your Master," Ezra demands. I quickly get on my knees and back my ass up to him. I can see him smiling at Roman in the mirror. Roman turns to leave us. "No, stay and watch me fuck this little whore," Ezra says. I smile at Roman. Ezra wastes no time ramming his stiff cock into my wet hole. His hard rigid cock is riding me and bringing me to ecstasy quickly. "I am going to cum on your hard cock," I squeal.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS NUDITY AND SEXUAL SCENES. IT IS 18+ RATED. Their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other, glittering from the sweat that covered their bodies. Even though the air conditioner was working, the feeling of ecstasy running through their bodies produced alot of sweat.

"God, we're so bad. Can you hear all those people above us? I'd just die if anybody walked down here now and caught me doing this." "You are such a nasty little girl, aren't you? Shaking your ass for all those strangers. I bet that gets you hot, doesn't it? Knowing how bad they want you. How they'd go home and jerk off to pictures of you. Jesus, you're a hot little fuck."

Their eyes, both staring at me like I was theirs. I slid my fingers between my thighs and gasped. I imagined both of them, one behind me, one in front. Jake kissing me sweet and slow while Julian fucked me hard from behind. I imagined four hands, four lips, two cocks in me. I moaned softly, circling my clit, hips moving. I imagined them fighting over me, taking turns and tangling together above me, around me, inside me. I came with a c ry, water pounding down over me and knees nearly buckling.

Instead of eating it, she scattered it toward a few wild birds by the trail that clearly weren't afraid of humans, then lifted her phone and started filming a short video. "Guys, look at me, getting up close with nature. Aren't these little birds adorable?" Her sweet voice made my stomach churn. Suddenly, one of the birds swooped down. A splatter of droppings landed squarely on the biscuit in her hand. She screamed shrilly and flung the entire pack away as if it were contaminated. Then, she twisted open a bottle of precious drinking water and poured it over her soiled hand. That was our life-saving water.

She heard the sound and was surprised to see broken pieces of the cup on the floor. “Clean that up..” he ordered and she immediately began cleaning up the mess while he leaned against his chair with his eyes closed and a certain scene flashed through his head Making him open his eyes again.. “What are you doing to me, Samantha?” He murmured under his breath and ran his fingers through his already disheveled hair.. The Secretary had quickly cleaned up the mess and left immediately to avoid pissing the boss off.. Damian badly wanted to get outta his head so everything could go back to normal but unfortunately he seems to underestimate himself..

I feel his cum starting to leak out around him, dripping down onto the couch, and all I can think is more. “We’re not done,” I whisper. He lifts his head. His eyes are dark. “What’s on your dirty little mind.” “The window,” I say with a grin. “I want everyone to see.”

We go upstairs, walk through hallways, open doors we definitely shouldn’t be opening, laughing a little at first like it’s a game, like there’s nothing serious behind any of this. We reach a door at the end of the hallway, closed, and Sofi stops beside me, hesitating just enough for me to notice, but I can’t stop, not now, so I reach for the handle and open it without thinking. And there he is. Mateo, against the bed, with a girl, his hand slipped between her legs, his mouth on hers, both of them completely absorbed, like nothing else exists, like the world isn’t about to crash down around them.

Merely thinking about it now is turning me into a hot mess. Liquid desire pools low in my stomach as Professor Kade smirks and it’s by far the dirtiest thing I’ve ever seen. “You’re a dirty little girl, Olivia,” he drawls. “And do you want to know what happens to dirty girls?” I nod eagerly. “They get spanked.” Shoving my hand away, he leans back in his chair. “Bare yourself from the waist down and bend over my desk.” Is this really happening? That’s the question I ask myself over and over again as I strip out of my leggings. This feels too much like an out of body experience and twice, I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming. When my hand stings, I exhale. This is real.