Dirty

by Jensen, Jenny

  Dirty

  An erotic novel of true experiences

  By

  Jenny Jensen

  No part of this publication may be replicated, redistributed, or given away in any form without the written consent of the author/publisher or the terms relayed to you herein. If you own a hardback copy of this book, you are allowed to share it with friends but not resell it without permission.

  I dedicate this book to Kieron, Goodbye and good luck!

  Introduction.

  My name is Jenny Jensen and I would like to share my own experiences and turn it into a short story. The idea behind writing this book spurned from reading other erotic novels and enjoying them. The difference with my story is that it is a true story and is based on my own experiences and I am not going to hold back on telling you all the gory details.

  The details I share with you throughout this book are quite a bit more graphic than any other erotica book that is currently for sale.

  This could possibly be the most filthy erotica novel ever published to date and I am not just saying this for the faint hearted people that are having a look.

  Most of my story is set as a bit of a flashback and told by me in the first person. The first paragraph is actually part of my next book which will be available by August 2013 titled

  “2 Dirty.”

  If at any point in the story I mention that I think someone had felt a feeling i.e. he expressed laughter which meant I saw they were smiling audibly, which to me means they were happy.

  Please take my comments at face value, don’t take it for gospel, I am basing what other people felt based upon how I perceived I would feel in the same situation, However you never know, Maybe I say someone is happy, but really they could be depressed, who knows...?

  Next point is this, Yes it is a true story, yes it could have happened to anyone and yes my experiences are designed to turn you on and because it is once in a blue moon that the situations that I kept arriving at, will ever actually happen to you, you can imagine them actually happening to you just by reading this book.

  Because my home was broken into a few years ago, I had CCTV installed in every room in my home. Some of my friends have said it is a bit obsessive to have CCTV in every room in the house but I did it because I suffer from anxiety and even today still have nightmares that they may come back to rob my house again, and if they do, I’ll have the bastards on camera.

  This story is not about having my house burgled or even the robbers,

  This story is about one of my ex partners Kieron and is set a few months ago in April 2013.

  Parts of my story are recollections of what happened from the CCTV footage and the rest are extracts from my personal notes I made in my diary including what ordered everything happened in.

  If you find it hard to stomach hard-core sexual experiences then please turn away now, this book is not for you, you have been warned. For those of you that think you might be able to handle my experiences through my words.

  Please try and enjoy my book and feel free to leave me a review on the site which you bought it from. If you bought the hardback copy, please share it with your friends.

  Factual info about this book:

  Fact 1: This book contains over 9000 words. I did plan on making this first in the series of books I am writing the shortest and I have written two and a half times more content than I thought I would have written when I started.

  Fact 2: This may put some of you off buying this book but if you don’t read my story based on this fact then it will be your loss, I didn’t have to reveal it. This book was written in a day start to finish as it was my own experiences, I found it easy and had lots of notes. I started preparing to turn my experiences into a short novel two days after the end scene of the book.

  Fact 3: The bed on the front cover is the bed from the story and also where all the fun was happening.

  Fact 4: In case you didn’t read my introduction or the front cover, I am pre

  warning you again in advance here as this will show up in the free preview part. This book contains material based on my experiences that are so graphic and

  detailed you will feel like you are in the room. Please bear in mind this is probably the filthiest book you will ever read. Enjoy.

  Fact 5: This book will turn you on unless you are an inanimate object.

  This book is full of pure filth.

  If you do not have a strong stomach, please do not read any further because this book is...

  Dirty

  “Jen!” Rachel called through my letterbox, “Can you let me in?”

  I opened the door and let her in. Rachel was to be my new housemate.

  But before I tell you about that, I would like to tell you how I ended up getting a new flatmate.

  You see for the past six years, I had lived with my old boyfriend Kieron.

  Kieron was a dashing young chap who always made me smile, that’s what I loved most about him. He did on occasion have the odd temper tantrum which was

  normally sorted out by making love.

  After one year of being together I bought a house for us to share. Kieron and I were together for seven years in total and as we were and both successful people in our careers as well as social life, money was never an object. I personally also had a large inheritance from when my dad died in 2003. He was a banker and the pay-out meant if I didn’t want to work, I didn’t have to.

  Before I continue, I must explain that I do work and haven’t just relied on my dad’s money that he left me to survive and buy items of luxury. The house is my only big purchase, I haven’t yet used any of the money left to me by him to buy a car and he died over ten years ago. I bought Kieron and me a three bedroom mid terrace house on a busy main street with parking on the road outside. Kieron did drive and he had a second hand car that was on its way out. Really he needed to get a new one, that thing was a death trap. Going back to what I was saying, the house is close to the town centre which added extra to the price, but it was my first home and to date, it has been worth every penny.

  So you are probably wondering what we look like. I am 5’6” and Kieron is 6’2” so there is a big size difference. He also weighs quite a lot more than me which I like. I like to feel heavier men on top of me. I have always loved that feeling. At the time of this point in the story I weighed eight and a half stone and Kieron weighed twelve and a quarter stone. He is a giant compared to me but I loved him.

  Kieron and I lived happily in the house together until Kieron’s last birthday a couple of months ago.

  Kieron had just turned twenty five and I thought it would be fun to invite some of his friends round and help him celebrate. As I am ten years older than him, I thought it was a nice gesture to let him celebrate with his friends that are his own age instead of my age.

  Kieron’s best friend was Damian, who had brought along a date called Kate. Well I say a date but I’m going to cut to the chase and explain she looked like she was a slapper. Her denim shorts were revealing half of her arse and she had her tits almost popping out. I remember thinking all she needs is a street corner. She was good looking, with nice boobs and platinum blonde hair, I could respect that, but she didn’t have to flaunt herself at a house party when she has come with

  someone. She was only nineteen and the same height as me but also a size smaller. I knew all the rest of Kieron’s friends and they all knew me, but Kate had all of Kieron’s friends and Kieron himself gawping all night.

  I’d had enough of Kieron giving this slapper more attention than me.

  “Stop staring at her tits” I whispered in Kieron’s ear and to my surprise, he did stop, turned to me and kissed my forehead. Kieron was at times quite loving. At other times he could be a prick. Either way to me the pro’s outweighed the con
s.

  A few hours went by and the alcohol was flowing through me at a rapid rate. I went to the toilet, washed my hands and went back downstairs. I noticed the clock on the mantelpiece said 1 am “I’m off to bed!” I sniffed at Kieron. “Keep the noise to a minimum.” I said goodnight to some of the people lingering around the bottom of my stairs and went to bed. I felt a bit sweaty down below so before getting undressed went across the landing to the bathroom again and wiped myself. I went back over the landing to my bedroom and shut the door.

  I got naked and put on my nighty, climbed over the pillows and pulled the cord to turn the light off. The cord is situated nicely above my bed, I then tucked myself into bed feeling tired enough to get to sleep.

  Lying in bed, I could still hear the music through the floorboards and thought to myself lots of thoughts including, will Kieron kick everyone out now he knows I’m in bed or will he have the courtesy to turn down the music for me? Or is he going to stay up all night staring at Kate the slapper who was still in my house? I didn’t have an answer. So I troubled myself with another question, What if I go back downstairs and turn down the music? How will people react to me leaving the bedroom after I said I am going to bed? I was feeling anxious about all the different outcomes and the fact Kieron’s mates would look up my nighty as I walk downstairs.

  I sat up in bed, turned the light on and scanned my bedroom for my handbag. It was on my dresser, I got out of bed, went to the dresser and pulled out my iPhone and sat on the edge of the bed. I stared at the screen and clicked messages. I input Kieron’s name and the following text “I can still hear the music r u comin to bed? X” and pressed send. About two seconds later I decided it was not the most tactful text message but wanted him to kick his friends out so we could spoon.

  I banged my feet on the floor four times, like I was walking around upstairs angry he had not acknowledged my text. I laid down under the covers and after a few seconds the music got quieter, I could still hear it, but it was not as loud as before and bearable to get to sleep. The effects of the wine I had drunk were taking

  effects I started to feel like the room was starting to spin when I opened my eyes. We bought twelve bottles for the occasion and I pondered on how many were left before closing my eyes at the sick feeling I was starting to experience from too much wine consumption and looking round the room. I don’t remember trying to get to sleep as normal telling myself to sleep and have nice dreams or anything like that.

  It can’t have taken long for me to get to sleep but I awoke at around 4:30 am

  needing a much needed wee. I could still feel the wine coursing through my veins, I sat up and even though I was still tipsy, I noticed straight away that Kieron was not in bed beside me. Wee or no wee, I needed to know why he wasn’t with me. I had a bad feeling and crept out of bed as quietly as I could. I tiptoed to the top of the stairs and the floorboard creaked. Undeterred I ventured down the stairs at a slow pace trying to remain quiet. I reached the bottom of the stairs and looked through the arch into the kitchen.

  There was nobody there. So I headed towards the front room and again nobody there. I thought I better go for a wee so walked back up the stairs normally.

  When I reached the landing at the top of the stairs I heard someone whispering “Shush”. It came from the second bedroom, I flung open the door and Kate the slapper was naked bouncing up and down on Damian. I thought to myself thank fuck it isn’t Kieron. I wasn’t too pleased that they were having sex in my house but what can I do about it? Kieron had probably told them it was ok, but I never did find out if he did or not.

  “Join us.” Kate panted.

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was she a lesbian? She had a great body, but I had more pressing matters on my mind.

  “Where is Kieron?” I retaliated.

  “int he in bed with you?” Damian lisped.

  “No he isn’t or I wouldn’t have asked you.” I said.

  I left the bedroom door pulled the bedroom door to be nearly closed but at the same time slightly ajar Incase Kieron was hiding in there and I didn’t want to have to turn the handle again to get in. I approached the third bedroom and flung open the door.

  Kieron was lying in bed fast asleep. I threw the covers off him hoping no one else was in the bed with him. Luckily for me he was alone, however he was naked and had a condom round the end of his dick. Had he fucked someone else or just had a posh wank? I had no idea at the time. But his dick was perfectly hard and the condom had no cum in it.

  “Kieron get up.” I shouted

  “Yeah, just five minutes” Kieron said in a drowsy and sleepy tone. He was talking in his sleep.

  “No, get up now” I shouted.

  Kieron rolled over facing away from me which made me mad so I turned to my side, took a sidestep to my left and pulled back my right hand and slapped his arse as hard as I could manage.

  Immediately Kieron rolled over and grabbed me and chucked me onto the bed.

  He pounced on top of me, grabbing my wrists and then he pinned me down with my hands held firmly above my head.

  “What did you do that for?” Kieron snarled

  “What are you doing in here wearing a used condom?” I enquired not backing down to his violent temper.

  “Fuck you!” Kieron spat.

  Kieron was situated between my thighs if he tried to penetrate me I wouldn’t be able to stop him and I had no idea why he was wearing the condom. Had he fucked Kate beforehand?

  Damian and Kieron shared everything in the past for all I knew, maybe women too, even though it never came up in conversation before.

  Kieron thrust his perfect dick into me.

  “Stop” I said calmly

  He paid no attention and started thrusting.

  “Shut up” Kieron said while still gripping my wrists above my head.

  To be honest it did feel good but now I had another problem barring my anxiety towards where the condom has been.

  “Stop or I’m going to wee” I insisted, pleading to make him stop so I could go to the toilet.

  Kieron carried on entering me, so I tried to close my legs a bit, but that made the feeling feel worse. So I opened my legs and Kieron penetrated himself deeper into me. He had a look of anger on his face but I started feeling wet and then I pissed all over him. It squirted up to his belly button and splashed back down all over the front of my nighty. I felt awful.

  Kieron started grunting and moaned in delight “squirt bitch, oh yes”

  He kept pushing against me harder and harder and my clit was chaffing against his pubic hair which was a pleasure/pain situation but a sort of nice pain

  nonetheless.

  He then moved his hands closer together moving my hands closer together and swapped from two hands holding me down to just the one hand. I didn’t know what to say and instead of spoiling the moment I thought I’d let him finish then get some answers. Why had he resorted to calling me a bitch? I had no idea what he was thinking as he had his eyes shut, the bastard.

  “Look at me!” I demanded.

  Kieron opened his eyes and looked into my eyes and started slowing down the pace at which he entered me.

  He towered above me and leaned forward and started biting my neck gently then licking it. I could feel my clit tingling, He took his hand and started rubbing quite roughly around my clit and then he started biting my ear and placed his tongue in my ear just before he shoved his finger straight up my arse. I was wet, covered in my own piss and because of all the moisture his finger entered so easily.

  I climaxed instantly and let out a moan, which made him moan with

  ecstasy, although he hadn’t ejaculated yet.

  “I’m climaxing, oh yeah, I’m Cumming” I shrieked

  He placed another finger up my arse joining the first finger and moved his head down to my tits and started biting my firm nipples. I couldn’t move, all I could do was feel his weight upon me and his perfect dick inside my wet cunt and

  his fin
gers strumming inside my arsehole.

  “Turn over” Kieron commanded.

  He let go of my hands and pulled his dick out and got off from on top of me. I turned over and laid on my tummy. I felt Kieron’s presence behind me and he opened my legs with his hands quite forcefully, I wondered which hole he was going to enter. He pushed his hand past my cunt and up towards my tummy and he lifted me up slightly.

  “Bend your knees!” Kieron ordered

  So I did as I was told, I drew my knees up towards my chest and he reached around with his right hand in front of my right leg and moved his hand back towards

  himself and started feeling my clit. It didn’t feel great as I had just climaxed and it was a bit of an awkward position. Kieron was fingering my clit with his right hand while wanking his dick with his left hand and then he started rubbing his dick between my arse and my cunt. Kieron put his dick in my cunt and took both hands away from what they were doing. He started holding my head down into the pillow and I didn’t like it so I reached my arms out behind me and tried pushing him off. It was no use, he was too powerful for me and my arms couldn’t reach him properly until he was fully inside me. I grabbed his arm he was using to help him balance on the bed properly and I started sticking my nails in until I could feel myself breaking his skin, but all that did was make him go in deeper and faster. I couldn’t breathe and needed to escape, he had never held my head down like this moment before. I felt trapped like I was being raped so tried screaming but nothing came out. I felt like I was about to pass out at any moment and when I didn’t think it could get any worse, he let go of my head. He had held me down into the pillow for around 30 seconds.