Fairy Friends Smut Book Novels & Stories

Our pretty princess and our submissive little slut. Our sweet Gabriella. THE END

* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting a scene of Jax returning, finding her like this, phone in one hand, fingers buried in the other, then joining, making her squirt across the keyboard. Her orgasm hit sudden and fierce, back bowing off the bed, a strangled cry escaping as her pussy spasmed, fresh wetness soaking the sheets. She rode it out, reading the flood of shared depravity, each one a spark to her sated but insatiable fire. Panting, Zelda dropped the phone, a wicked smile curving her lips. The tease worked readers hooked, fantasies unleashed in the comments below. Jax had left her marked, but this? This was her claiming the narrative. Drop yours now. What's your

“You’re so beautiful when you let go. I adore hearing you moan like this. Every sound you make goes straight to my cock. You’re making me feel like a king tonight, Sylvia. So fucking sexy and open for me.” His sweet words melted something deep inside me, mixing with the raw heat until I couldn’t tell where the pleasure ended and the affection began. I slipped three fingers back inside my pussy, curling them to press against that sensitive spot while my thumb worked my clit in tight, steady circles. My hips rocked shamelessly, chasing the building pressure. “Tell me another fantasy,” I gasped, my voice husky and breathless. “Something dirty. Something that makes you groan for me.”

“You’re a very beautiful woman, Emma. Surely you know the effect you have on men.” Is my husband’s friend really telling me this in front of his co-workers, who also happen to be my husband’s friends? Isn’t he worried they’re going to rat him out when my husband arrives? To my surprise, Liam, Henry and Lucas all close in on us, identical looks of desire twinkling in their eyes. Their lust calls to my own and mine answers with a startling urgency. My breasts grow heavy, my nipples grow tighter, chaffing against my gown and I begin to grow slick between my legs.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

"Yes... yes..." She imagined him leaning over her, his body covering hers, his weight pressing her into the chair. The fantasy was so vivid, so real, that she could almost feel his weight on her. She could smell the scent of him, crisp and clean, with a hint of old books and rain. She imagined his breath hot against her neck as he whispered, "You're so tight around me."

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Hand relief and a good fantasy was the best I could hope for most of the time. This time my fantasy focussed around one of our friends Tara. She was a really attractive, petite brunette who had just turned 40. You wouldn't know it to look at her, she was slim, had great skin and one of the best arses you could ever wish to see. She had cut my wifes hair a few times and we knew her well. Ive always got on great with her and we always had a great laugh at any parties we both attended. I always cum really hard when I fantasise about her... little did I know that fantasy would soon become reality. I had applied the lube to my cock and was slowly rubbing it, enjoying every stroke and savouring ev