Novel & Cerita Fantasy Smut Manga

, I asked cuz damn those eyes "Just admiring how hot you are", he said with a smirk. "So tell me, what are your fantasies?", he asked. I blushed deeply, oh my Gosh what the fuck, "What are you talking about?". Yeah like I have zero idea what he's talking about. "You know, those nasty things you've thought of doing, it doesn't have to be normal, fantasies are definitely not normal you know " I paused to think. What are my fantasies? usually it use to be having sex with a guy but I've already done that so, what else?

I would hear them in their room at night, their bed creaking, and mum's moans, and I would touch myself imagining it was me under him, taking his cock, it got some point I got jealous of my mum…but what could I do? It wasn't my fault for real, I mean, how could he manage to be so hot? He watched my face the whole time I was fantasizing. “Are you okay, Lila?” How could I be okay when he is touching me? I forced an awkward smile and flashed it to him. “Hmm” His finger hooked under the elastic of my panties, pulled it out a little, then let it snap softly back against my skin. The tiny sting made me jump. It sent a spark straight to my clit.

“No more lonely nights shaping what you crave. I’ll give it to you— every fantasy, every dark desire. But you must stay. Build with me. Let me fund exhibitions, a gallery of your own… as long as you surrender to this.” Tears of overwhelming pleasure and emotion pricked my eyes as yet another climax built. His pace quickened, hips snapping powerfully, filling the room with the wet sounds of our joining. I came hard, screaming his name, pulling him over the edge with me. He flooded my depths once more, hot pulses that sealed our bond as we clung together amid the half-formed sculpture.

My mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. With all the books I’ve read, you’d think I would know what to do or at least what to expect. I’ve read so much smut, this whole scenario is a classic. It’s a fantasy come to life. But what do I do? I stare into his grey eyes like a confused prude. His grip tightens, causing me to flinch, and he’s so close I can feel his warm breath on my face.

I couldn’t breathe. I kept turning pages with shaking hands. Fantasy #8: After Class Empty classroom. Me calling her to the desk. Telling her I had been fighting this for months. Then bending her over the podium, yanking her panties down, spreading her with my thumbs, and sliding into her from behind while she gripped the edge and moaned my name. Fucking her raw, one hand fisted in her hair, the other rubbing her clit until she squirted on my cock. Fantasy #9: Office Hours

Her back arched, pushing more of her tit into my mouth, and I could feel the tremor run through her body, her pussy clenching emptily against the sheets. "Damon, please," she gasped, her hands threading through my hair, nails scraping my scalp in a way that sent tingles straight to my cock. I continued lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach, feeling the muscles quiver under my lips. Settling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy—swollen lips parted, clit peeking out like a pink pearl, her hole weeping arousal that trickled down to her ass. The sight made my mouth water, and I dove in, my tongue dragging through her folds in a long, flat

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

I pictured them degrading me, calling me a mommy slut while they rotated and double-penetrated me, holes gaping. My fingers pumped faster, three deep in my dripping cunt, thumb grinding my clit. The fantasy got nastier: them pinning me, squeezing milk out of my tits in sprays, cum flooding everything. I came so hard my legs gave out. Pussy squirted against my palm mixing with the shower water and I collapsed right there on the floor, panting, body shaking. The tile was freezing on my ass but I didn’t care. I just lay there with my fingers still inside, milking the last little tremors.

Every brush against my clit sent jolts through my body, making my toes curl and my breath hitch. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the fantasy. Daniel behind me, gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks, pounding into me with that relentless rhythm I loved. His grunts, the slap of skin on skin, the way he’d reach around to rub my clit while he fucked me senseless. My fingers moved faster, harder, the pressure building unbearably. My thighs trembled, muscles tightening as I edged closer to the peak. Sweat beaded on my skin, my dark hair sticking to my forehead. The ache inside me was almost painful now…a deep, empty need that only his cock could truly satisfy.

A pair of golden colored eyes peered through the smoke, gleaming dangerously at those that gazed at the cover. It was a book filled with enough filth that it’ll make the raunchiest whore flush. A tantalizing tale of a beast for a man, living deep in the wilderness with his lover. As he love to cherish his wife, gifting her with the rare treasures he finds on his daily hunt, he’s addicted to fucking her. Page after page of the raunchiest smut, detailed enough that it felt as if I was on the receiving end of his heavy thrust. God, I was horny.