Freaky Smut Novels & Stories

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

My tongue flicked her clit gently. Her moans got louder. Hips grinding on my face. I took her right to the edge. Her breathing went crazy. Pussy fluttering around my fingers. Then I pulled my fingers out. “Nooo!” she cried. Hips bucking at nothing. “Nate don’t stop! Please!” “Shh. Not yet.” While she kept whimpering and begging I reached over quietly and hit “Go Live.” The stream started. Anonymous account. No face on me. Viewer count jumped fast. 200… 500… more. The title I put up said “21yo Blindfolded Slut Getting Edged.”

“Feel how deep your stepbrother is breeding you? I’m going to fill this forbidden cunt until it overflows.” I pushed back to meet every brutal thrust, moaning shamelessly into the pillow. Another orgasm built fast, my oversensitive walls fluttering around his thick shaft. Damien reached around and rubbed my clit roughly, pushing me over the edge again. I came with a muffled scream, my pussy clamping down so hard he groaned loudly. “Fuck, I’m close,” he warned, pounding faster. “Gonna pump my stepsister full of cum.” “Do it,” I gasped. “Breed me. Fill your little sister’s womb.”

"No, I mean after the other really weird mystical gangbang you've had recently." Shamira gave the girl a frown. "Sarcasm doesn't become you." The she grinned and said, "I'm actually doing fine." "That was some weird shit. You fantasize about that stuff a lot?" Shamira shook her head. "I hadn't thought about that in a long time," she admitted. "I remember seeing this really creepy japanime flick called 'Curse of the Overfiend' or something like that once. I hated that none of the girls in those movies actually consent, but --" She paused. "This is going to sound sick, but the whole thing with tentacles . . . this unstoppable thing that just fucked you until you couldn't take it anymore just g

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Freya Rose I woke up screaming. It felt like someone was hosing me down, but when I opened my eyes, I could see that it was Samael peeing everywhere. I grabbed the towel and dove on his member like I was trying to catch a snake. When it finally stopped, I collapsed onto the bed in fits of laughter. I’m sure he was devastated, but I found it absolutely hilarious. After the poop incident this morning, we were now even on the embarrassment scale. Our relationship had hit a whole new level. I rolled over on the bed and whispered into his ear, “I love you Sam.”

Her little dress was almost at her waist now. "Oh Jesus," Tommy whispered aloud. Now he couldclearly see both of his stepmother's holes, including the puffy sex lips and the tiny brown hole just inches away. His hand flew up and down on his penis, moving him rapidly toward a climax. Suddenly, he moaned and began to squirt his semen. The first blast flew above Tommy and splattered onto the back of his stepmother's thigh, near the junction of her sexual parts. When Tommy saw that, his climax intensified. In his sexual fog, it didn't occur to him that he might not be able to clean it off before his stepmother awoke. Sue could barely see what was happening but she knew from his groans that he wa

She struggled to keep her cries to desperate, hushed whimpers, her whole body shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure tore through her. Femi’s own climax built fast. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he pounded her mercilessly. “Take it, you dirty little slut… I’m going to fill your cheating pussy with my hot cum right here in church.” His thrusts became erratic and deep. “Fuck… I’m cumming… take every drop, whore!”

she said, a bit dazed. “Yes, you do. That’s why you called me. You love having my cock in your mouth.” Libia blinked several times. “No, this is wrong. I’m just sick, but I’ll be cured soon.”

“My pussy is dripping at work. I need you so bad.” “Please baby… just one quick visit?” His replies were short and frustrating: “Miss you too. Work is killing me. Soon.” By the third night, I was losing control. After my shift, I skipped dinner and went straight to bed. I stripped completely naked, my skin flushed with heat. I positioned the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed so I could watch myself like a desperate slut. Legs spread obscenely wide, I worked three fingers in and out of my soaked pussy while my thumb circled my swollen clit. I was dripping everywhere juices running down my ass and staining the sheets.