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DIRTY DADDIES: AN 18+ EROTIC COLLECTION

DIRTY DADDIES: AN 18+ EROTIC COLLECTION

That's it, baby girl. Take Daddy's cock like the good little slut you are." My boyfriend's father had me bent over his desk, hand wrapped around my throat, splitting me open with his thick cock while my boyfriend was on the line. * * * Forget what you know about love stories. This is a fucking raw, no-filter plunge into the depraved fantasies you only jerk off to when you're home alone. This collection is your VIP pass to the kind of filth that leaves you shaking-where powerful bosses bend you over their desks' and depraved strangers use your holes in dirty alleyways before vanishing into the night. We're talking about the kind of raw, pulse-pounding taboo that gets you off: forbidden age gaps, rough, messy gangbangs, public throat-fucking that steals your voice, and first times that leave you gaping, dripping, and ruined for anyone else. Consider this your final warning. This is explicit, vulgar, and engineered to soak your panties. If you can't handle stories drenched in choking, rough anal, non-con/dub-con kinks, and filthy-mouthed sluts who beg to be used like the cum-dumpsters they are, close this book now. But if you're ready to get utterly wrecked-if you're craving that full-body, mind-melting, vibrator-on-high kind of climax that leaves you a boneless, dripping mess... Your next orgasm is waiting. Turn the page. We promise you'll be a good girl for us.
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Chapter 5

CHAPTER 2: THREE-HOLED FUCKTOY NOELLE'S POV "FUCK ME," Rowan roared, his balls slapping my skin. "Her cunt's gripping me like a vice. I can feel your cock through her walls, man." "I'm balls-deep in her ass," Declan groaned, his fingers digging bruises into my hips. "She's taking all of it, the greedy little bitch." They found a rhythm. A dirty, punishing pace. Rowan would slam forward, shoving my whole body down onto Declan's shaft. Then Declan would pull back, making me feel every single inch of both of them moving inside me. "You love this, don't you?" Rowan snarled, his thrusts getting wilder, harder. "You love being our little three-holed fucktoy?" "YES! I'M YOUR WHORE!" I shrieked, my voice breaking. "FUCK ME! BREAK ME!" That was all they needed. They completely lost it. The room was just noise-their animal groans, the wet slap of skin, their filthy mouths. "I'm gonna pump this pussy full of my cum," Rowan growled, his body starting to shake. "I'm gonna flood her ass," Declan panted, his thrusts getting jerky. "I want you to feel my load in your guts for days." That set me off. An orgasm exploded through me, so violent my vision went white. My pussy and ass clamped down on their cocks, milking them hard. Declan came first with a shout, his hot cum shooting deep inside my ass, the pulses making me convulse. Feeling that, Rowan fucking lost it. He hammered into me one last time, his own release jetting into my pussy, filling me up. They collapsed, a heap of sweaty muscle and heavy breathing on top of me. When their soft cocks slid out, I felt a river of their mixed cum start leaking out of me, dripping down my thighs onto the ruined sheets. Rowan rolled me over. He didn't hesitate. He scooped up a messy pool of their cum from my stomach and shoved his wet fingers against my lips. "Open," he breathed, his eyes dark. "Taste what we did to you. Taste how well you were used." I opened my mouth like a good girl and sucked his fingers clean, the salty, bitter taste of both of them making me moan. Declan gave a wicked grin, his hand already sliding between my sore, sensitive legs, rubbing his cum back into me. "Think you can handle round two? I wanna face-fuck you while Rowan watches his seed drip out of that wrecked pussy." And I knew, even though I was completely fucked-out and used, this was exactly where I belonged. I was their property. And I loved it. The next few weeks were a fucking blur of pure, nasty sin. We couldn't get enough. It was like we were animals, and our only job was to fuck. We didn't just "find secluded spots." We fucked in the library stacks, my tits pressed against the encyclopedias while Declan drilled me from behind, his hand clamped over my mouth to keep me quiet. Rowan would make me suck his dick under the lecture hall desks before class, his cum dripping down my chin as I sat in the front row. The empty classrooms? We used them. I'd be bent over a teacher's desk, my tits smashed against the wood, taking Rowan's thick cock in my pussy while Declan fucked my face, making me choke and gag on his length. They'd switch, filling both my holes until I was a dripping, messy wreck, their cum leaking out of me and onto the floor. But the gym showers after practice... fuck, that was our favorite. The steam, the smell of their sweat, the way their muscles were still pumped and hard. They'd pin me against the wet, cold tiles, the water sluicing over us. Rowan would lift me up, my legs wrapped around his waist, and slam his cock into my soaking wet cunt, pounding me so hard my tits bounced wildly. Declan would stand behind me, his cock sliding into my ass without warning, stretching me open until I screamed, the sound echoing off the walls. They'd use me like their personal fuck-toy until I came over and over, my pussy clenching and squirting all over Rowan's dick, my whole body shaking. One day, after one of these shower sessions, we were naked and wrecked, sitting on the benches trying to breathe. My pussy was throbbing, swollen and used, cum still leaking out of me. That's when the locker room door creaked open. Kash, the team's wide receiver, walked in. He stopped dead, his eyes going wide. He didn't just see us-he saw everything. My naked, glistening body, the bites on my tits, the fresh cum dripping down my thigh. He saw Rowan's cock, still thick and wet from my mouth, and Declan's, half-hard again already. A slow, dirty smirk spread across Kash's face. "Well, well, well," he drawled, his eyes locked on my slick, used-up pussy. "Looks like I missed the main event." Rowan laughed, a low, filthy sound. He grabbed his cock and gave it a slow stroke. "You're just in time for round two, man. This little slut's always hungry for more." Kash didn't hesitate. He was already unbuckling his pants, his eyes burning with lust. "I thought you'd never ask." His cock sprung out-long and thick, a perfect match for the other two. He walked right up to me, grabbed a handful of my hair, and tilted my head back. "Open wide, sweetheart," he growled. "You're gonna learn to take all three of us." And just like that, our filthy little group got bigger. My world became a non-stop porno. It was all about how many cocks I could take, how many loads I could swallow, how many times they could make me scream and squirt. We were in the locker room one a certain day, the air still thick with sweat and testosterone. Rowan cornered me by the showers, his hand sliding down to palm my ass over my shorts. "You know we've done some wild shit, Noelle," he murmured, his breath hot against my ear. "But I'm fucking starving for more. I wanna ruin you." Declan came up behind me, his hard cock pressing into my back. "We've all been thinking it. It's time to go somewhere we can really let loose. No limits." Then Kash, the newest addition to our little fuck-fest, dropped the bomb. "I know a place. A club. The kind where they tie pretty little sluts like you to the ceiling and make them scream." A shiver of pure, unadulterated lust shot straight to my clit. "What are we waiting for?" I breathed out, my voice already shaky. "Take me." The place was called "Club Ice," and it looked like a dungeon from my filthiest dreams. The bouncer was a giant who looked me up and down like I was his next meal. Inside, it was dark, smelled like sex and leather, and the low moans coming from the shadows made my knees weak. We got a private booth, and a hostess in a harness and nothing else brought us drinks. But it was the other thing she brought that made my heart stop-a small black mask. "For anonymity, darling," she purred, her eyes locking with mine. "So you can be the perfect little whore you are without any shame." Fuck. Yes. I put it on, and the second the silk touched my skin, I felt a shift. I wasn't just Noelle anymore. I was their plaything. We all put on our masks and started to explore. The first room we passed had a woman on her knees, choking on a guy's dick while another fucked her from behind. I could feel my panties getting soaked just watching. The next room had a girl tied up with red rope, her body arched as a man with a flogger made her ass glow a beautiful, bright red. She was crying, but she was also dripping onto the floor. But it was the third room that really called to my inner slut.
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