Game Of Thrones Smut Novels & Stories

He grunts rubbing his cock while the video of Dmitry and I plays on his laptop. I gulp loudly feeling my pussy dripping from watching him gain pleasure because of me. He grip the head of his pierced cock hard, pressing down on his pee hole. “I can't come yet. Not without watching you come kitten.” My hands involuntarily reach down to my wet pussy, rubbing on it in the same motion as Tamer's hands on his cock. “Fuck.” I moan, rubbing slow circles on my clit. After a few more hard strokes he groans, stroking harder as spurts of cum fly out his cock. “God, Kitten I pray to fuck that you're touching yourself and cumming so hard when I do.”

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

He lay down on the bed, curiosity twinkling in his eyes as I traced a finger along his chest on to of him I was nervous I'd never done this, I could only hope all my years of reading smut didn't go to waste. I took off my shirt as I watched him, his hands reached for me when I unclasped my bra and I slapped it away, telling him to wait I stood up do take of my skirt, keeping my eyes on him, his eyes darkened when I slipped of my panties, dangling it from my finger before dropping He was getting impatient, I could see it from the way his hands tightened beside him and his eyes darkened as though he wanted to swallow me whole

ARC 13: THROAT GOAT WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit gay sex including public blowjobs, messy deepthroating, gagging, spit play, cum swallowing, risky public grinding, frotting. It also features heavy slut-shaming, self-destructive behavior, that turns sexual, and raw emotional angst. This arc is more plot-driven, focusing on character development and relational conflict alongside the explicit sex. (This time around,I will be more focused on the storyline rather than the smut,Sorry guys 😢)

And a serpent doesn’t even a tightening in the chest at the thoughts of snitching on the monster. I grit my teeth, forcing my gaze to focus on the book that I don’t notice the presence behind my back until a deep gravelly voice brushes my ear. “Ah. Shakespeare.” He leans in, and I get a whiff of his intoxicating scents, danger, taboo, and expensive leather, reminding me of yesterday when he was buried deep inside me. “Not smut today?” “Yeah, well—” I pause and look back at me. “How do you know it’s called smut?”

She took Harry to a completely different world with just her tongue continuously wrapping around his c**k, and her warm saliva that was all over it. Then she observed that Harry would soon reach an orgasm, and if he did, there will be no f*ck for her, as he would want to be on his way. She returned to her feet, added some lubrication to her p**sy and held his d**k in place. Scarlet sat on it, and grounded it with her p**sy. The continuous slurpy sound in the room resonated with the pace of Harry's d**k's continuous thrust in her p**sy. He held her waist to support her as she rode him in the cowgirl's style.

Suddenly, his ears turned a deep shade of red, and he quickly looked away, clearing his throat. Perplexed, I frowned. “What is it?” He handed the book back to me without meeting my gaze. “Nothing. Just... interesting choice.” Confused, I looked down at the book in my hands. My eyes widened in horror as I took in the image: a shirtless man with rippling muscles, a woman draped over him, their lips locked passionately. The bold title on the cover read: “Desire’s Embrace.” Instantly, I felt my face turn beet red. I’d purchased… a smut novel.

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she murmured around my shaft, her hands cupping my balls, massaging them as she deep-throated me, gagging but pushing through. "Fuck yes—swallow it all," I groaned, fucking her face roughly, my hips snapping forward until my cock hit the back of her throat. Saliva dripped from her chin, mixing with the remnants of her arousal, creating strings that connected us in our filth. She looked up at me with those hazel eyes, now dark with lust, begging for more without words. I pulled out, strings of spit following, and slapped my cock against her cheek—once, twice—marking her further.