Furina X Reader Novels & Stories

“I will text you tomorrow.” Xavier pulled me into a hug. His hand slid low on my back. He pressed close so I felt him again. “Goodbye, Lila,” he said quietly. His eyes stayed on mine. After they left, I went straight upstairs. I locked my door. I took off all my clothes and lay on the bed naked. I spread my legs wide. I slid my hand between my legs. My pussy was soaked. My clit was swollen. I rubbed hard and fast. “Xavier…” I whispered.

This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear understanding of its mature and controversial themes. Happy Reading ! You can follow my F******k page, Mia X Novels and I*******m Account: miaxnovels, for more stories !

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 want his cum inside me this time. “What are you thinking about, Zarina?” he asks, taking a step forward. Finn looms over me, looking down with that feral gleam in his eyes as he drinks in my naked form. “And don’t lie to me,” he adds, the gruff tone making me whimper. “I...I-I want you to come inside me,” I whisper. Finn’s nostrils flare and his jaw tenses as a deep, gravelly sound escapes his lips. “You want me to paint this little pussy with my cum?”

* Submissions poured in: a woman detailing her first anal in a club bathroom, the burn and fullness making Zelda's untouched ass clench in curiosity; a guy confessing to jerking off in the car to a similar tale, cumming so hard he stained the seat; couples sharing how they'd role-played it, her riding him reverse while reading aloud, both shattering together. The energy built, electric and communal, Zelda's fingers flying faster, dipping into her cum-filled pussy, then up to circle her clit. The blend of their essences coated her hand, slick and filthy, the scent rising fresh as she chased release. *Fuck, if he walked back in now...* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting

Fiona came to stand beside her, her arms folded over her chest as she stared at the shattered stone before her gaze traveled to Sasha. "Something's on your mind?" Fiona asked. Their relationship had improved as well. Fiona was friendlier and Sasha never really minded her. Well maybe a little before because of the circumstances but not now. "Yes, may I ask you a question?" Sasha asked her gaze still on the stone. "Go on," Fiona said casually. "What were your past relationships with Jasper? How'd you meet Ragnar?" Sasha asked and Fiona smiled softly. "Let's just say it's a long story but I'll give you a brief answer," Fiona said and Sasha turned to face her and so did she turn to face Sasha.

He growled. At this point, there was no point in talking or trying to explain myself as it was clear now that this was a punishment and Xavier wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied. “You are mine Saraphina, you are my fucking breeder and only I have the right to touch you. You belong to me and me alone.” He said this while still pumping into me so fast. My body hurt, my head felt like it would explode and my knees started to weaken.

Sara could hear how soaked she was every time he pumped his fingers in and out. “Yes… right there,” she gasped. Her thighs started to shake. She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him against her. Professor Kane did not seem to mind. He ate her out with more hunger, licking and sucking like he had been starving for her. Sara’s orgasm built fast. The pressure grew in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and again. She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping.

A hiss broke out of Xena's mouth, and she looked at Jeanne disdainfully. "Don't tell me you are crying and screaming over a fiction written by a novelist?" Xena said in a displeased tone. "Xena you can't understand me If you haven't read the story until you read it… There was a princess from another world who came to the human world, hoping to find love among them, she met a man in the human world called Daniel, and she fell in love with him, but the man…," Xena interrupted her, making the next word wanting to come out got stuck in her throat.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)