Deku X Reader Smut Romane & Geschichten

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Deceptively sweet as it sinks its claws into me, offering me a taste I will never be able to get enough of. I can’t. Dominique grabs my hands and guides it between my thighs, pressing my fingers into my drenched pussy. I moan when I accidentally press on my clit and Xavier grunts a sound of approval. “Play with that pussy for me,” he demands. “I want to feel your ass milking my cock when you make yourself cum.” My clit is so sensitive, the very idea of touching myself makes a tremor roll down my spine. There’s no way I can do it.

It sprang forth, hard and pulsing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Kira stroked the veiny length, marveling at its size and heat. She guided the swollen head to her entrance, rubbing it teasingly along her slit, coating it in her juices. Jax groaned, his hips jerking forward as he sought entrance, desperate to bury himself in her welcoming heat.

My mouth watered. “Look at that pretty pink pussy,” he murmured. “Still dripping from earlier. You love being used, don’t you, Hazel?” “Yes, Derick,” I whispered, cheeks burning with shame and arousal. He rolled his chair closer. “Crawl to me.” I did, on all fours, stopping between his spread thighs. His cock stood thick and heavy, veins pulsing, the head already leaking precum. It looked even bigger up close. “Clean it first,” he said, voice dark. “With your tongue.”

Pre-cum beaded at the tip, and he smeared it across my lower lip. “Taste us. Taste what you do to us.” I flicked my tongue out, lapping at the salty bead. He groaned, fisted my hair, and fed himself inside—slow at first, then deeper until I gagged softly. “That’s it,” he praised roughly. “Choke on my dick like a good girl.” Cade shoved his sweatpants down next. His cock slapped against my cheek. “Turn,” he growled. Jace pulled out with a wet pop. I turned my head, and Cade pushed in without hesitation, he was thicker than Jace, stretching my lips wide.

I’m soaked through. Other men on the app tried. I saw endless dick pics, grainy videos of stroking, crude demands to “show titty nun.” None of them did this. None made my body betray me so completely. Only his words. Only the promise of his voice growling in my ear, only the fantasy of his thick huge cock splitting me open while I sobbed prayers into his neck. I wonder what his dick looks like. Thick? Veined? Curved just enough to hit that spot inside me that makes stars burst behind my eyes? I wonder how his come would feel painting my scar, beautifying my face, marking it as his instead of a surgeon’s mistake.

In the meantime, I would enjoy every second with him because he was right. I was a depraved little whore for him and one touch from him made me forget why I targeted the DeLuca family in the first place. (A/N: Emma Beck is in the chapter titled; With my fucking life)

I gave up and told myself to shut up. He has also ruined racing reading for me. Most of the books Daciana had, they had copious amounts of smut in them. I was very happy to read them before. It was my own little escape from this reality. And it was great for passing time. Especially when I’m trying to figure out how the hell they are doing some of the things they were doing. Some of them just didn’t seem very human to me. Now though, whenever the characters do so much as kiss. My mind drifts to Xander and I start wondering how it would feel like to kiss him. Then many other questions fill my head.