Novel & Cerita Freaky Smut

“Make out with Jake.” What the heck was she thinking? Jake was the arrogant bully who had tormented me and made my life a living hell for years, and she expected me to make out with him. Jake leaned in with a disgusting smirk, grabbing my waist tightly and pulling me closer to him. His breath reeked of beer and cigarettes. “Come om, prude. Don’t be a fucking tease,” Jake said, his tongue licking his lips in a disgusted pattern, and I almost puked. Something in me snapped.

“Tell the entire building how desperate you are for me. Let them all hear what a needy little slut you become when I touch you.” Tears of frustration and overwhelming need slipped down my flushed cheeks and my body shook, every nerve screaming for release. My voice cracked as I finally screamed the words he wanted, loud enough that they bounced off the walls and likely carried beyond the bedroom door. “I’m your desperate slut! I need to come so badly it hurts! My pussy is dripping everywhere and I can feel it running down my thighs. I’m shaking. I’m crying. Please let me come on your fingers. I’ll scream even louder if you want. Just please don’t stop, please, Damien!”

~Freaky J🤽👅🤴🌹 That's because I'm crazy 🥴🌹 ~Chelly ❤️💞 I totally believe that 😂 ~Freaky J🤽👅🤴🌹 Crazy about you🙃🥴😩❣️ ~Chelly❤️💞 I........ ~Freaky J🤽👅🤴🌹 You what? ~Chelly❤️💞 Gotta eat,byeee👋,don't miss me too much 😉😂

I moaned as it rushed out of me. “Fuck… cum for me darling” He said as he smiled, licking my thighs and pussy. I have never experienced a squirting orgasm in my life, it felt good, raw and pleasurable. I laid on the desk, my breath was uneven. I couldn’t explain what I was feeling.

So it was kind of strange to us when my girlfriend read the summary from a non-hentai online manga reader site. "Ka*ru is a 17-year-old virgin who has an SM fetish. He always dreams about an SM relationship with his childhood friend Na*a. One day, Ka*ru's mom decides to hide all his SM toys so he'll study for a change, by asking Nana to hide his toys. Na*a finds the leather one-piece that Ka*ru bought and tries it on, but she accidentally locks it and doesn't have the key!" We both knew what the SM meant. Sadism and Masochism. We both also wondered why this kind of manga is on that site. It's hentai, right?

I could go home and nurse the blue balls I was given that morning. The first thing I did was go into the bathroom. After grabbing my lotion, I froze. Sitting there on the counter were two small, pink socks. I could tell by the dirty imprints in the toes that these were used. They were Siri's. She was a slob, so there was no surprise. I picked them up and went to toss them into Siri's bedroom. Instead, I looked at the toe imprints and felt a stirring in my underwear. I pulled them slowly to my face. By the time they were three or four inches away, I could smell the rank smell. I had mentioned my foot fetish, right? Well to me, this was the equivalent of striking gold. Smelly socks worn by som

“Rub your clit. I want to feel you come on my cock.” I slide my hand between us, finding my clit and rubbing in fast circles. “Damon, I’m close…” “Come for me. Come on my cock like a good little wolf.” The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my pussy clenching around him so hard he groans. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my cum. Mark you inside and out.”

A low, dark laugh escaped him. “Yeah,” he muttered. “You like that.” He reached between us and rubbed my clit roughly with his thumb. The combination of his cock pounding into me and his fingers on my clit was too much. I came hard, my body shaking violently as I clenched around him. A broken moan tore from my throat before I could stop it. Damien didn’t slow down. He fucked me through my orgasm, his thrusts becoming even rougher. One of his hands stayed around my throat while the other gripped my thigh hard enough to bruise.

third person pov ***********( smut incoming)👁️🫦 Dennis covered the space and crashed his lips on her violently, no mercy she gave a soft moan and followed his lead. her lips were soft and plump after the kiss. 'STRIP" he command and she obeied like a lost puppy A.n(poor ell's) she pulled down all pieceof her cloth and he grabbed her by her waist, she was bare before him. touch your self he command and she listened. she touched her self moaned and cried to get a release but she craved for him to touch her.

Little by little, I got used to the scene, finding it funny how much the woman pretended to be drugged, but at the same time reacting to everything and even smiling for malice. I pushed my covers away and started walking my hands around my body. In the absence of Pablo, I would have to manage on my own. I was a pervert, I knew that. Much more than perverted. But what could I do after having experienced a fetish with that man and being even more in need of something like that?