Avatar Smut Novels & Stories

“ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?” “It was lacking to begin with,” Samael said dismissively. “But what to expect from simians?” “Better skincare than you,” I spat. Dumah, like roadkill, reeked of decay. His leathery chin peeked out from under his hood. The skin, sure enough, was dry and cracked as King Tut's. “Stop quarreling, Shannon,” Sam hissed. “Sorry, Dark Lord. Excuse me while I toss my ring into that boiling pit of lava-”

It was difficult for Tommy to keep within the speed limit as he rushed home. He had barely come to a stop at the house when he jumped out of the car and ran around to open the door for his stepmom. As Sue swung around, he got a close look at his stepmom's exposed vagina. His eyes opened wide in shock when he saw that she had no pubic hair. The normally soft blond hair was all gone, leaving her lips smooth and shiny. Tommy stood frozen looking between his stepmother's legs. Now his heart was pounding so loud that he thought she might

“Fine. I can be a good guy for you. Take you out for a coffee, then fulfill your fantasy of a romantic date. Hell, maybe a movie too. But before that, I want you to let me suck your emotions out of you.” “What?” Asmaira asked, baffled at what he meant. “Climb up the desk, baby,” he tapped the desk surface twice, startling her, and continued, “Spread those legs and let me eat your pussy. Her hand raised at his crude intention, and Samuel’s face moved to the side with her slap’s impact. “How dare you?!” Asmaira was too astounded at his insinuation. When she was about to push him, he faced her with a glare and caught both her wrists.

Salvatore spoke and I pouted. I was just beginning to have fun with him and now we were already on the run once more. "Why?" I questioned him. I closely watched as Salvatore was only dressed in a joggers with no shirt on revealing his mouthwatering muscles along with his tattoos. I bit my bottom lip just fantasizing what I would do to him. Salvatore smiled for the first time since meeting him, "Once we're out of this mess I will give you everything your body ask and more Isabella." I blushed pulling the sheet above my chest.

spat Valencia. Amber smiled wickedly, “He has a birthmark on his left ass cheek which resembles an upside down cross quite fitting as he is the fuckin’ devil incarnate. He had a small mole near his left ball sack that he wants you to lick almost to the point of obsession. But when it comes to him giving you oral, he often makes lame ass excuses. He doesn’t make sure you finish first, or often that you finish at all, it’s always about him getting off. Need I continue?”

Her heart was pounding as she hit create. The app immediately started showing matches. Most were faceless or used cartoon avatars. She swiped through a few, feeling ridiculous, until one profile caught her eye. SirM Dominant. Knows exactly what he wants and how to take it. Looking for a good girl who wants to be bad for the right man. No profile picture. Ava’s thumb hovered, then tapped Match. The chat opened instantly. SirM: Hey there, ThickLittleSecret. Nice profile. Ava bit her lip, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. She almost closed the app. But her pussy was already throbbing from just reading his words.

I played along, but made a point to keep things as ambiguous as possible. "Ava's smell like a curious but innocent young girl. Yours smell like a woman moist because she wants to suck a cock. I'll give you my answer in like ten minutes..." I added an emoji, too. The face with the mouth wide open in shock, but she obviously understood my implication was a little different.

“Yes and did I hear a little bit of excitement under your voice just now?” I run my hands through my long blood-red hair and give a small smile. “What excitement?” “Nothing, never mind. It’s nice to meet you though.” He states and goes back to the pushups he was doing by the side of the table. “And lastly, my boring ass brother Levi.” “Who?” There’s literally no one else at the table. “Oh, he’s over there.” She points towards a very fit guy doing dumbbell exercises in a corner. His arm muscles were contracting and his blonde highlights were sticking to his forehead due to sweat.

SKYLAR POV Jesus Christ, don't let that guy get away Sam said while making an omelet. I smiled at her face, I missed her even though we'd only seen each other for a day. He's rich, he's handsome, he's a good fuck, and on top of that, he's obsessed with you. Forget about me, go with him and we'll see each other on your vacation day. She started laughing with the spatula in her hand. Vacation day, I'm laughing my ass off.