Good Smut Novels & Stories

“I love reading.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re reading sex, aren’t you?” “Ew! God, no,” I shot back, trying not to laugh. “It’s a good book—with just a little smut.” “Mmm-hmm,” she hummed, amused. “Can I read it then?” “What? Hell no!” My cheeks flushed instantly. She tisked and shook her head. “You’re reading smut.” I groaned. “You’re so annoying.”

He grinned. The place was called Smokes and it was a place where one would come to seek demons to do dirty jobs or where the demons would come to narrate and brag about the dirty jobs they had done or they would just come to relax and have fun. It was like a not so hidden, mini black market of a sort in an open bar and it was welcomed to all dark things and creatures. It was also opened to angels too but because the proud and pompous beings of higher intellect, power and all their fancy status would never be caught in this place, it was kind of an unspoken and an unwritten rule that no Angels came in here. But no one could ever tell Liam how to behave. It was just his thing.

I turned to him, looking into those shady eyes that looked hopeful at me. “Gruvv's pheromones smell like tangerine drizzled with honey when he is experiencing RUT.” I said to Ian, explaining how the smell filled the room when he was having RUT. Between the stench of blood and the dampness of the room I could smell the sweet scent of his pheromones. Ian chuckled hearing my explanation. “Did you smell something sweet in that scary situation? That’s kinda funny. But, are you wondering what kind of scent Gruvv can smell on you?” He asked.

Wasn't that a right of passage or something? Dee mulled that over. "That might be better. When you finally do fall, whether you open up to Matt or someone else, it will be forever." She pushed her salad plate away. "You had a rough week, huh?" Understatement of the year. I felt bad for unloading on her, though. "I'm fine. Are you packed for Seasmoke?" She smiled and clapped her hands like an excited monkey. "Yes. Beach, sand, sun. I got a new bikini. I can't wait to wear it."

“Touch me here. Rub my swollen clit… yes, good boy. Now slide your fingers inside. Deeper… curl them… ohhh fuck, yes!” He pumped four fingers into my soaking pussy. I rode his hand shamelessly, big tits bouncing. “Ohhh yesss… deeper, Salman! Fuck me with those fingers! You’re going to make me cum! Ahhh… ahhh… I’m cumming… oh my godddd!” My thighs shook violently as a powerful orgasm crashed through me. My hairy cunt gushed warm juices all over his wrist and the sheets while I screamed in release. He was rock-hard again. I straddled his hips, rubbing my slick, hairy pussy slowly up and down his long shaft, coating him in my cream. “Ready to fuck a real woman for the first time, Salman?”

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

"Fuck, I promise you're going to sit for breakfast with my cum dripping through your panties while I smile at your mom, thinking what I've done to her daughter without her knowing." "You're sick," I moaned, but I cum twice more before he even finished. He pulled out, and his cum pulled a rope across my stomach. He rubbed it with his palm, smearing it like he was drawing something. I lay there, coated in him, inside and out, watching him smear his cum on my skin until even my pussy clenched. "Let's quickly go and take a shower before our parents come down and find us like this," he said. "It'll be too bad if we get caught."

Good girl I smiled at his reply. Me : Lol😂💅 K💝🔐 :Babe?, I want to video call you. Me : What's stopping you? K💝🔐 :Your permission? Me :Lo fucking L 😂. My permission?? When did that one start??. Nawa o. K💝🔐 :Yes naw, I don't know if you are busy, you know. Me :Okay o, you can call me. Lol.

Jeane continued, “ Let us join our private parts where it hurts even, every instance of love and passion is freely given. Every dirt in our body is explored without shame, until every melodic note in the air screams our name. “ “ Fuck yeah, “ That was it, Klein was beginning to reach cloud nine. His head had gone up, his eyes sunken. The strokes he gave on his dick was hitting the right spot, fast and impactful, the rimming which Emma gave him sealed the deal, it had his anal buzzing in and out, goose bumps camping on his skin boldly like scales. “ Fuck yeah, fuck give it to me. “ Klein had the ultimate smut face, his tongue was slightly protruded, his mouth, agape. “ I'm cumming, suck me ha

A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest. “Fucking drenched,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. He folded the evidence of my arousal neatly, then walked over to his desk drawer, opened it, and tucked my panties inside like a trophy. The drawer clicked shut. He turned back to me with a dark, satisfied smile. “Good. Now get back to work, little slut. I’ll be keeping these close.” The rest of the day became a slow, exquisite descent into hell and heaven at the same time.