Harry Potter Fanfiction Smut の小説・ストーリー

she concluded, giving a sincere smile full of anticipation, much like a child about to play with a newly received toy. Harry smiled too, almost forgetting that he had been annoyed until that moment. Her simple smile and the eagerness she showed to explore new things with him melted him completely. Knowing that in a few hours, he would be with her, feeling her scent, her skin, her vibrations, and hearing her whispers and moans, her orders, and his name spoken as if it were a special word made him temporarily forget all the things that bothered him in that equation.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Oh, hell fucking no. “Yo, Trig, what the fuck are you doing?” When she hears my deep growl, Harley flinches and moves backward. She flicks the ash from the cherry of her cigarette before placing it between her red, full lips and sucking. Goosebumps prickle all over my body as a chill runs down my spine, causing me to shudder. A seductive, devilish grin appears on her face as she takes in the sight of me in my fucking underwear. Despite my desire to entertain this scenario, I shift my hungry gaze from my little bird to Trigger, giving him a deadly, knowing look that wipes the smirk from his face.

LUCAS'S POV "Dude, Sophia is going to go crazy when she sees this badass surprise. You are the main deal my buddy, no way I could ever pull up something charming like this!" Harry said, rubbing his two palms laden with aesthetic rings together with a playful grin that touches his eyes as he takes in the supposed romantic scene.

Harry cummed inside my mouth and continued to fuck it until I swallow all of him. He switched positions with my husband and they repeated the same routine until I cummed the second time. “How do you feel, honey?" Henry sucked on my nipples as his brother played with the other one while their hands rubbed my clit. “G...Good." I managed to say as they drove me crazy. “I am glad you feel good," Harry added, smacking my pussy, hard and rough. I whimpered from the pain that turned into a sweet sensation after each smack. They continued to smack my pussy until it turned red and dripped with juice.

He slides a long finger inside me, making me completely unprepared for the next hard smack. “Three,” I practically scream, working my hips against him and not caring one bit about how slutty this makes me. He keeps me right on the edge of pain and pleasure, and I’m loving every second of it. Tears prick my eyes from my sore ass, and when I give a soft sniffle, I feel his lips on my spine, kissing and licking his way down my back. He keeps fingering me in that slow, intoxicating rhythm, and I feel like I’m about to lose my damn mind.

"I love it. I'm nothing more than a set of holes for you to use." Candy smiled wickedly. "Good girl. Now open up - it's time for your next dose of cum." With that, she shoved two fingers into Lilith's mouth, making her suck on them hungrily. Meanwhile, Jack continued to hammer away at her cunt, grunting with each thrust. It wasn't long before Lilith could feel herself climbing towards another intense climax. Her pussy clamped down around Jack's pistoning shaft, fluttering and clenching as she teetered on the edge.

His words of passion kissed his lips like a lover’s desire. The bedroom smells of roses and lilac bouquets. The silver curtains around the bed were bubbling in the breeze, though the window was closed. It was mysterious. “It is enchanting my sweet,” Harry told her as if answering the questions on her mind. "I told you not to read my mind did I?" She told him and feigned an irritable voice. His magical caress kissed her skin. It whispered down her arms, cresting her smooth delicate breasts. “What are you doing to me Harry?” she gasped, his magic touch igniting the fire in her blood, the call of the mate bond was calling them, and right now she no longer cares about it. All she ever wanted was

Harry let Jules suck him to the edge of orgasm without reciprocating, and then pulled back at the last moment, leaving his mate panting, his lips glossy with saliva, his cheeks flushed and his hair wild from the position. “Get the lube will you, my beautiful one?” Harry invited. Jules was clumsy with his movements, his body begging for attention, his cock as red as his cheeks. “You kill me, my mate,” he said ruefully as he removed the lube from the drawer. “Yes,” Harry was smug. “And you love every second. Put the lube on.”

Anastasia gasped, her hands finding their way into his hair as she pulled him closer. Harry's hands trailed down Anastasia's body, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. He could feel the warmth of her pussy, a tantalizing promise of pleasure that awaited him. Anastasia moaned, her hips arching in response to his touch. Harry's fingers found her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive bud as he slid a finger inside her.