Novel & Cerita Freaky Smut

’ It was a challenge to his ego and fuel to his lust-filled brain. The feeling of his enormous length pressing against me and the friction of the coarse carpet had my orgasm come racing. And when it did, my eyes instantly rolled at the back of my head. A hoarse scream escaped past my lips while my body convulsed, sending waves of humiliating pleasure over me. It was unlike any orgasm I've ever had. The pulsating waves of pleasure were so intense it was almost painful. It seemed to go deep into my soul, rattling my bones, making me feel dirty like a wh*re and a queen at the same time.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

But soon, she would understand the consequences of being miserly. One day, while Greta was mocking me as usual, Hilda gleefully watched on. She walked into the living room with a glass of water to keep her throat hydrated. However, her movements were cautious, and she shuffled around nervously. As she was about to sit down, I suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Startled, she plopped down onto the chair, and there was a loud popping sound. Hilda let out an ear-piercing scream. Trembling, she glanced downward and saw that her pants were completely soaked. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she fainted on the spot.

she continued very mater-of-factly, "I'm a very active cumslut. I love sucking off loads of different men." My jaw hit the floor. "Fucking hell, Gemma, are you serious???" She smiled at me. "100% serious, babe, I got into sucking off random men a couple of years ago and I'm really loving it" My eyes were on stalks, my ears were burning and my jaw was still on the floor. I listened intently (and started drinking intensely) as she talked me through what she did.

"Since a long time ago I've been smart" Sazkia lowered her head. there was a sudden pain that pinched. She knew that Qomar's charm was extraordinary. On campus, no one does not like his temperament. In the student organizations, almost all of them were competing to get his attention and now, Syamsa openly expressed his feelings.

Was this another one of his games, a new kind of torment? A jolt of paranoia shot through me, and I quickly sat up, a wave of cold air hitting my bare skin. Was I smelling down there? I stretched a trembling hand between my legs, my fingers brushing against the slick, milky discharge. I brought my hand up to my nose, breathing in a hesitant breath. But there was nothing—no sour, fishy scent, no foul odour at all. Just the faint, clean, almost unnoticeable scent of my own body. The lack of any bad smell only deepened my confusion, and I sat there, paralyzed by the mystery, the silence of the room pressing in on me.

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.

They slipped on transparent plastic aprons. “On your stomach first,” Freya commanded softly. They slowly peeled my leggings and panties down my thick thighs, exposing my smooth, plump ass and already-wet pussy. “Fuck, look at this perfect ass,” Jess moaned, spreading my cheeks wide. “Completely waxed and ready.” Freya ran her bare fingers over my tight pink hole. “So pretty… and already twitching. Have you been watching naughty videos, thinking about women playing with your holes?” I moaned loudly as Freya pushed one slick finger deep into my ass. “Oh god… Doctor!”

He looks down at my hand between my legs like a hungry animal, "You know? I thought about having normal sex with you, but I knew you were going to like this more. You look so innocent, but I knew you're freaky. No one normal would get in a relationship with her brother and eye-fuck the other one.” "What? I’m normal! You guys are not my brothers and I'm not a freak. You're the fucking freak," I spit out, annoyed and honestly offended. Damon bites down on his lip as if he liked that. I'll never understand this man, "You're so gross and evil, you make me sick. You’re disgusting!” I can see one of his hands get in between us so he can grab his dick. The freak starts masturbating in from of me, h

She pushed back hard, grinding against my mouth as I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking it mercilessly while my nose nudged her entrance. "Fuck, deeper," she moaned, her thighs quaking. I gripped her hips bruisingly, alternating between lapping her clit and spearing her hole, her juices coating my chin, dripping down my neck. Her wet smacks, and desperate whimpers drove me wild, my cock throbbing untouched as I devoured her. "Damon, I'm gonna come, suck my clit harder!" Her body tensed, ass clenching, and she shattered with a primal scream, flooding my mouth with her release. I drank her down, my tongue continue working overtime to prolong the waves until she collapsed forward.