Finnick Odair Smut Novels & Stories

“You two really couldn’t wait for me, huh? Started the party early.” Julian chuckled darkly, finally easing his thick length out of me with a long, obscene pop. Thick white strands of his cum immediately dripped from my swollen, puffy pussy onto the sheets below. “She’s all warmed up and sloppy for you now, son. Come take your turn. Our dirty little secret just got a whole lot more fun.” Oliver stripped fast, his shirt and shorts hitting the floor in a heap. His cock sprang free, rock-hard and already leaking at the tip, curving upward with eagerness.

"Fuck, I promise you're going to sit for breakfast with my cum dripping through your panties while I smile at your mom, thinking what I've done to her daughter without her knowing." "You're sick," I moaned, but I cum twice more before he even finished. He pulled out, and his cum pulled a rope across my stomach. He rubbed it with his palm, smearing it like he was drawing something. I lay there, coated in him, inside and out, watching him smear his cum on my skin until even my pussy clenched. "Let's quickly go and take a shower before our parents come down and find us like this," he said. "It'll be too bad if we get caught."

“Clothes off, both of you. On the desk.” We obeyed quickly. Sarah stripped with surprising confidence, her body curvier than mine, full breasts and soft hips. I felt exposed and shy as I shed my cardigan and skirt but the way both of them looked at me made my nipples harder and my pussy throb. Marcus undressed too, his thick cock springing free and leaking from precum. He sat in the large office chair stroking himself slowly. I sat on the desk, with my pussy spread open, Sarah approached me slowly, teasing my pussy with her fingers until she finally put her tongue in it.

Then I walked over to where he was now seated and held out the cup of coffee toward him. “Good morning, Mr Newton” I forced a smile again and he took the coffee from me, making sure to brush his fingers against mine and I almost visibly flinched as flashes of our escapade in his car crossed my mind. I swiftly took a step back as he took a sip from the coffee. Then he placed the mug on the island and smiled at me. “Nice. Just how I like it.”

“Take it all, you little slut.” Jade gasped, eyes glassy. “More… I need it. Fuck my holes. Use me.” She wasn’t fighting anymore. She was lost in it, body shaking through another orgasm while they laughed and cheered. I was so wet it was running down my legs. Zane sucked my clit hard and I had to cover my mouth. “Right there…yes, eat my pussy while they turn her into the group cum dump.” The sight was filthy and perfect. My father—Senator Briggs—fucking her throat while Mr. Calloway took her from behind. “Good girl,” my father grunted. “Swallow every drop.”

"For me? Sure. Besides that, I think tipsy Amiriam would be hilarious." "I love how you talk about tipsy Amiriam like she's some sort of other woman from the one sitting beside you." He laughed. "She kind of is. When your inhibitions fall away, there's nothing holding you back." "That sounds dangerously like drug abuse when you say it like that. And since when do you hold yourself back from anything? You're Luke Oden.". “Yeah. I’m Luke Oden. The screwed-up firstborn to Jackson Oden. The guy who had to marry a younger woman so he could breed a more suitable heir to the family fortune since his eldest was never enough for him.”

The red light made everything look hotter and dirtier than it already was. Ethan’s hips started moving. His hand found the back of the woman’s head. She took it without complaint, eyes still flicking up to mine every few seconds like she wanted me to see exactly what she was doing. Then he came. Hard. With a sound I’d never heard from him before. She stayed on him until he finished, swallowed everything, and pulled off with a soft, satisfied noise. “Mmm. Thank you, daddy.” She stood up, wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, and walked away clumsily like it was just another favor.

"Fucking hell, Finn. You say the dirtiest shit! Does she even know what you like to do to shes?" His baritone nearly a bass growl, the wolf eyed the black-haired beauty. "I enjoy plunging my cock as deep inside a she's walls as I can get and shifting while buried inside her. She can't help but cry out as my cock grows and it forces her painfully wide."

St Just, seated before him, had whirled around in his chair, his eyes hot. “Well, well, well,” drawled Finn St Just, his tawny eyes burning, “Our Pet looks so delicious, I feel like spanking her all over again.” A vision of herself, naked and squirming, lying across his lap as he brought his large hand down on her exposed, aching bottom made her breath come faster. They had done it quite often, and each time, O’Grady would stand before her, his thick c*ck in her face as she moaned and gasped, till he finally gripped her hair and thrust his member into her warm mouth.

Owen whispered a curse before closing the distance between us. His hands roamed my sides, my back, before coming to the clasps in the front. “I want you naked, but I don’t want this off you. Mel, you look like-“ “I belong in a window in Amsterdam?” “Like a succubus. You’re not allowed in any windows anywhere. At least not looking like this.” Owen’s voice was low. I could tell he was losing control. “I want to rip this off you, but I also want to see you in it again.” Owen paused a moment, clearly struggling to decide. “Screw it!” Grabbing the longline bra, he pulled, the claps all broke, some even went flying across the room. Owen grabbed me and tossed me onto the bed. Pulling me to the edge