Harry Potter Smut Fanfic Novels & Stories

He thrust twice more before roaring her name, spilling hot inside her, filling her until it dripped down her thighs. They collapsed together, panting, covered in sweat, paint smears, and the wreckage of their collision. Minutes passed before she stirred, brushing his damp hair back. “You’re insane.” He smirked against her collarbone. “And now, so are you. I told you—I ruin people.” Her laugh was broken, breathless. “Then ruin me again.” He lifted his head, eyes dark with hunger. “Careful what you ask for, princess. I don’t stop at once.”

“Fuck, baby, my cock is covered in our cum and your sweet virginal blood. You really are mine now.” “All yours,” I agree, wiggling my ass at him. “Well, almost all yours.” He gives my ass a hard smack, making me yelp at the sharp sting. His hands run over my cheeks, soothing the pain before spreading me wide, exposing everything to him. It feels so fucking naughty and wrong, and I love it. “Such a sweet little pucker,” he groans, swiping his finger along my soaking wet slit before coating my asshole in our juices.

“Oh, my god… you really do know how to do this and I may have asked for a little bit too much.” The slippery presence of his rampant state was getting dangerously close to where he was not going to be able to keep a lid on his excitement. I don’t know where I found the fortitude to continue, but I managed to ride him like a runaway bull in a China shop. He was snorting with his eyes growing wide as saucers from what I was putting him through. I came with my arms flying everywhere. The candle went into the fireplace. I felt the streams of his sticky essence scalding along the walls of my pussy. It made me shiver upon contact and I was squeezing his chest in the middle of an awe inspiring mome

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.

I tried to pull away, to escape his touch, and his coaxing words, but he was relentless. His fingers trailed down my neck and left a trail of fire in their path. He cupped my breast and squeezed it through the thin fabric of my red dress as his brother fixed his gaze on us. I gasped, a stifling moan escaping my dry throat. “You're ours now, Sara,” Prince Damian whispered in my ear, his tongue tracing my earlobe, sending waves of desire down to my aching core. “Ours to use, ours to breed, ours to satisfy our darkest fantasy.”

Their favorite new slut for one filthy night. When Damon finally pulled his hand away I almost cried from the loss. He brought his shiny fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean right in front of me. His eyes never left mine. “Delicious,” he said. “Now come. Let us walk around some more so everyone can see how flushed and horny you look. Let them smell how ready that pussy is.” I followed him on shaky legs. The night felt alive with promise and danger. Every touch, every look, every whispered word pulled me deeper. I hated how much I loved it. And I knew when he finally asked me about the real party my answer would be yes.

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

I welcome them eagerly, feeling two of his fingers gently preparing me. "Wow... This place is full of my seed," Harry whispers excitedly. "You made love to me all afternoon without stopping. It's pretty obvious it would end up like this," I reply shyly. "I'm not complaining. I like it. I love that you're mine." Harry kisses my lips hungrily while withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with his large cock, making me gasp and tremble with anticipation. I forget all the pain I felt before, replaced by the deepest pleasure.

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.

Hiram pulls down his pants, hurriedly lifting the hem of her dress, attempting to press himself into her. The moment his dick comes in contact with her entrance, she whimpers from the pain, wrapping her hand around him. As for him, he feels a sweet sensation envelop his body—something he has never felt before, and in that moment, a sweet smell engulfs the entire room. The word mates echoes in his ears, causing his wolf to take over.