Romans & histoires Zalfie Fanfiction Dirty

He would pump them deep, scissoring, stretching her open while he whispered, “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To defile yourself on your guardian’s hand? To soak the sheets of the house I swore to keep you pure in?” Amelia moaned louder, hips bucking. She added a fourth finger, forcing her tight pussy to take it. The burn was exquisite. Juice ran down her ass crack, soaking the sheet beneath her. She could almost smell him, incense and clean male sweat and that faint trace of the communion wine on his breath. “Say it,” fantasy Father Damien growled. “Tell me you are my dirty little secret. Tell me you touch this cunt every night thinking of the man who is supposed to save your soul.”

“My personal mile-high slut.” The dirty words combined with the choking and deep penetration pushed her toward another peak. Lila pushed back against him, meeting every thrust as best she could in the cramped quarters. The mirror captured every filthy detail, his powerful body slamming into her from behind, her face contorted in pleasure, the risk of discovery hanging over them like a blade. Damien fucked her harder, the wet slap of skin on skin barely concealed by the engine noise. He spanked her ass sharply, the sound echoing dangerously. “Come again. I want to feel this pussy milk my cock.”

When he pulled them out they were coated in white cum mixed with dirty brown streaks from my ass. “Look at this nasty mess, Alina,” he said, holding his filthy fingers in front of my face. “Daddy’s cum straight from your dirty shithole. Open wide.” I opened my mouth and he shoved his dirty fingers between my lips, forcing me to taste the bitter, salty mix of his cum. “Suck it clean, little girl. Swallow every drop.” I moaned around his fingers, licking and sucking greedily, my tongue swirling around the nasty mixture while he watched with dark, satisfied eyes.

God… my pussy thickens in his palm, softly grazing his rough touch, leaving wet trails from the paths it kissed. I can't possibly allow a stranger to slide between my legs to lick my pussy, in a damn bus! I shouldn't… But the dark need he awakened still burns in my clouded mind. ‘Oh, Ashley.’ I sigh in my head.’I'm done. The height of being a filthy ragdoll.’ And fuck it, no matter how I scold myself, my thighs somehow part to let him slide down by an extra inch until he’s fully sealing the slimy area. “Look at you.” He chuckles. “Innocent eyes with a dirty mind.” He groans against my skin and runs the tip of his tongue along the ridge.

he whispered and as Lila opened her mouth to speak, the devilishly handsome wolf clamped his mouth around her lush body and feasted on the now quivering labia and tender connecting flesh. Lila’s eyes rolled back, and her knees quivered mercilessly as Azreal slid his tongue as far inside her as he could. Lila’s hips jerked forward, pressing his face deeper between her legs and as the pleasured pressure began to build, the newly self-appointed Alpha gasped and bucked wildly before the phone began to ring, drowning out the mewling sound of her soft release.

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Her heartbeat quickened. “This face… it feels familiar.” She leaned closer to the mirror, studying every detail. The eyes. The nose. The lips. “I’ve seen this face before,” she whispered. Her mind raced, memories colliding— And then it hit her. “No…” Her eyes widened in horror. “This is the villain from that novel.” Her heart pounded violently. “The Dirty Mafia…” Her breath caught. “And this girl…” Her voice trembled. “Rose Whitmore.” Her knees nearly gave out.

Chapter 2: Forbidden Indulgence Zayd’s two thick fingers pushed deep inside my soaked pussy, stretching me open right there in the hallway. I gasped sharply, my back arching against the wall as intense pleasure shot through my body. He curled his fingers perfectly, stroking that sensitive spot inside me while his thumb found my swollen clit and rubbed slow, firm circles. “Fuck… you’re even tighter than I imagined,” he groaned, his dark eyes locked on my face, watching every reaction. “Soaking wet for your own stepbrother. Does that make you feel dirty, Layla?”

Alfi is pissed off. 'What? Are you mad? So the likes of you can be mad, eh? Oh well, you are heartless anyway. You always get in my way to do it with my sister. If you weren't there, I would have done anything I want to her as what you have seen on R-18 Doujinshi!' Leo keeps provoking Alfi. 'You disgusting sleazy siscon asshole!' Alfi throwing him crashing that stone wall that he splashes into the pool. WTF ALFI! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE, YOU ASSHOLE?!!!!

“You are so fucking wet.” The moment he sniffs me, my eyes widen. Then he raises his head and, while he stares at me, rubs his fingers slowly against me. I feel my wetness all over his fingers, and my eyes cloud from the sensation of his touch. He leans towards me and takes me in his mouth. I whimper. “Don’t do that. It’s not clean. It’s dirty.” Vishal chuckles softly. “Dirty? You’re my mate, Jane. There’s nothing dirty about you.”