Extreme Smut Novels & Stories

The woman had her shirt and bra off. "Adrian? What the hell?" She screamed. "Sam? What are you doing here?" He asked. "Wow! Really? I catch some slut grinding on you half naked in your room on your bed and that's what you have to say? Un-fucking-believable!" Sam retorted. "Nothing happened! I ah we were just talking and then she took off her shirt and mine and climbed on me. I'm drunk. I ah, just was trying to push her off." Smokey replied.

“Open.” She obeyed, lips parting around him, her tongue tentative as she tasted salt and musk. He hissed, gripping her hair, guiding her slowly. Damien stripped off his shirt, muscles flexing. He lifted her skirt higher, stroking himself as he watched her take Cowin’s cock. “Beautiful little slut.” Rylan rose, kissing her thighs, whispering against her skin. “We’ll ruin you, but you’ll beg for more.” Cowin groaned as her mouth grew braver, sucking harder. Damien couldn’t wait—he knelt between her legs, pressing his cock against her entrance.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune. KINKS: Hand jobs for horns, Double cocks, Hand job for double cocks, Blow job, Vibrating Balls, Praise Kink, 4 in one Dom (Gentle, Firm, Strict and Service Dom), 2 in one Sub (Willing and Bratty Sub), Dirty Talk, Oral sex, Teasing and Edging, Rough sex, Firm Dominance, Multiple Orgasms, Hair pulling, Orgasm control, Choking, Biting and Marking, Clawing, Double Penetration, Service with Tail, Tail play. KIRA'S POV

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

Her slender fingers trembled ever so slightly. Pale blue smoke rose. It blurred her calm, beautiful face. She smoked slowly and stared at the indecent photos on the desk. Her thoughts drifted far back into the past. She was twenty-eight at the time. She was already Monhattan’s most sought-after mergers and acquisitions lawyer. A Vitale family port acquisition triggered a federal investigation. The first time Matteo sat across from her in her office, his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His eyes were razor-sharp.

Apart from the nauseating smell of decay, he discovered something intriguing. Adrian came across a rare spiritual material known as the Extreme Northern Hand. This material was exceedingly rare and mysterious. Its origin was unknown, but it often appeared in strange places. It resembled a simple plant and bore a floral fragrance, or maybe a flower with leaf-like structures but no petals. Though it looked like wood, it couldn’t be used to start a fire. The most fascinating aspect about this plant was its palm shape. Some immortals speculated that Extreme Northern Hands were remnants of immortals who perished in dangerous areas, with their body’s will to survive somehow manifesting into a palm

“Just shut up, you are just a coward pretending to be someone strong. I'm sure the girl who gave you love letters that make you jump like a monkey must have had an eye problem, or maybe she's gone crazy. There's no way someone can admire a boy like you. “ Said Natty.

I feel the raw, aching need between us. His pace quickens suddenly. His hands lift me up and then slam me down hard. The desk groans in protest beneath us. I scream as my body starts to shake. The pleasure explodes through me like a beautiful firework. He groans right after me. His cock twitches wildly. I feel him spill inside me. Hot cum floods my pussy in thick pulses. The warmth spreads everywhere and mixes with my own juices. That sensation triggers my final orgasm. It arrives as a stunning wave of pure bliss. My pussy milks him dry with rhythmic squeezes. We cling to each other desperately. Romance seals the moment forever. The smut we just shared stands as a testament to our unbreakabl

ASHLEY Jeremías' grip on my arms is firm, holding me in place. I pause, frowning at him. “What? Why?” He glances down at his soiled shirt, then back at my rumpled face. “I'm dirty. I don't want your…” His gaze drags down to my top that perfectly shows the curves of my breasts, “your beautiful self to get soiled.” I pull my arms away from his grip, folding them across my chest. “Right. But you just missed what would have been a perfectly great hug. I won't volunteer to do it ever again”