Fairy Tail Smut Mga Nobela at Kwento

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

With intense friction sounds, he ravenously tasted the salty, musky nectar pooled like a puddle at the entrance of my core. The dignity of the exalted Yangban matriarch and the chastity kept for twenty years had long been cast into the ocean waves. Gripping the servant's stiff hair tightly with both hands as he tasted my center, I twisted my waist and arched it like a bow, vomiting out explicit moans like a woman consumed by lust. After rolling his tongue at the bottom for a long while, Sam-seok smoothly shifted his body's direction. Lying upside down while prone. He took a bizarre and sensual posture, inverting his body head-to-tail.

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

A smirk formed on his lips. "Looks like I've quite made an exquisite masterpiece," he sexily uttered making Sumire's face turn red in embarrassment and she immediately submerged her body in the water filled with petals. "Yeah, you made one of a hell and heavenly art on my body." Sumire shyly said, curving her lips into a naughty smile that Mort broke into a sexy chuckle. "Making you scream in pleasure and smile is my favorite thing to do now."

"Am I that monstrous?" I'm still not meeting his eyes and babble. "Well, you're still cute, but you've blown up like some sex god ready to be worshipped. Like, you belong in a temple with all of those other perfect, sculpted statues brought to perfection by expert hands; it's dizzying looking at you." Finn chokes a laugh. "It's part of being a fairy—we have these pheromones to attract prey. Glad to hear they are working. I needed that confidence boost."

He lay down on the bed, curiosity twinkling in his eyes as I traced a finger along his chest on to of him I was nervous I'd never done this, I could only hope all my years of reading smut didn't go to waste. I took off my shirt as I watched him, his hands reached for me when I unclasped my bra and I slapped it away, telling him to wait I stood up do take of my skirt, keeping my eyes on him, his eyes darkened when I slipped of my panties, dangling it from my finger before dropping He was getting impatient, I could see it from the way his hands tightened beside him and his eyes darkened as though he wanted to swallow me whole

Then, using her dainty fingers to gather up and bring to her mouth the many streaks of creamy semen glazing her chin and tits, Emma repeatedly fed herself the boy's ejaculate, unfailingly cooing as she gulped down every dollop of his savory sperm, appreciating it as the special albeit overabundant treat that it was. Finally, as she rolled onto her side, Emma smiled and let out a long languid sigh. Her satisfied purrs of contentment were highlighted by the widening grin painted on her seed-glossy lips as she drank in the sight of Makoto and Simon standing by the couch, gawking hungrily at her curvaceous ass and mammoth tits. Shockingly, or maybe not so much, they were both still menacingly er

I imagined zipping down his fly, grabbing his probably engorged cock, feeling its hardness against my soft palm as I hear his low groans and smell his intense arousal. Believe me when I say I was no pervert, but from the very first day I set my gaze on this man, I found myself slowly drifting to my own little world where I daydream about the things his hands alone could do to me. Above all, I was happy to be his Mate, and thrilled that he was mine… and mine alone. ! WARNING: NEXT CHAPTER ― SMUT CHAPTER - UNLOCK AT YOUR OWN RISK-

Layla gets up and looks at my cock like she has never seen one before. "-May I touch it? Layla asks curiously. -Of course, you can. Do you know what this is? -Umm… No… I have never seen one." Layla replies, touching my cock and making it get as hard as possible. While Layla was touching my dick, I explain to her that I am a futanari, gifted with both a pussy and a dick. She is mesmerized by my dick and keeps playing with it until I ask her nicely to stop.

it emerged from Drueta's mouth! The brunette was in a state of trance, unaware of anything but the cock that filled every bit of her body and every corner of her mind. Now she was one with her Master and nothing could feel better than that. Lia watched with amazement as her Master's cock dangled inches from her face, then she heard him say, "You will swallow my seed, Lia." "Yes Master. Thank you for allowing me this pleasure," the blond responded. The long, thick phallus projected further from Drueta's mouth and approached Lia's face. She licked the tip with pleasure, savoring the moment before swallowing it whole, just like Drueta did before. Lia gagged briefly as the big appendage reached