Harry Potter Smut Fanfic Novels & Stories

Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

She pout as Harry chuckle. " Don't worry. You will always look sexy in my eyes no matter what your weight is. " " Liar.. let's see after a couple of months if you still have the guts to say those to me. " Harry smirk. " Sure. Let's see. Because if I win you will do whatever I say. " Confusion filled her eyes as she stare at him. " And that is?? " Harry lean closer to her ear and whisper. " I will make love to you non-stop. "

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

He delved in, a single, masterful stroke before he found my clit and began to circle it, a slow, torturous rhythm that had me squirming on the edge. “You’re still thinking about me when you’re next to me,” he stated, it was a fact, not a question. “Aren’t you?” “Yes,” I muttered, the word torn from me. His touch was doing something dangerous to me, rewiring my brain, melting my bones. “Tell me what you see,” he commanded, his finger pressing harder, demanding more. “I see your mouth between my legs,” I gasped, the fantasy spilling from my lips. “I see you bending me over your desk and calling me your little whore. I see your cum leaking out of me.”

he complained, his voice hoarse. “Oh, no,” Harry smirked. “I’m playing with myself, truly. I want nothing more than to fill you up, my love, to thrust hard and deep into you so that you groan and moan against me, but I also enjoy the anticipation, savoring the moment before, so that when I do…” They stepped in and let Jules feel their cock nudging against his entrance. “It’s all the more sweeter.”

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

“I’ve watched you for years, Clara. The way you bite your lip when you’re nervous, or how you squeeze your thighs together under your desk when I stand close. You think I don't notice things huh?” She shook her head, tears stinging her eyes. “Please, Damon… Mr. Harsh. This isn’t funny.” “It’s not a joke.” He grabbed her ankle hard that she gasp and yanked her toward the edge of the bed. She kicked, but he was obviously stronger. One big hand pinned both her wrists above her head while the other shoved the silk slip up to her waist, exposing her completely. “Look at this pretty pink pussy,” he murmured, running two thick fingers along her slit. She was embarrassingly wet already, shame floodi

My pussy twitched at the thought of driving him crazy. He began to groan. "Oh, Frank, you wanna cum?", I said stroking his huge dick. I replaced my hands with my mouth and slurped on his dick a few times, before I let it fully into my mouth. I couldn't get all his dick in but it didn't matter as I went up and down as fast as I could. He pushed his hips forward, gripping my hair, and fucking my mouth, I moaned, allowing him to use my mouth as his fuck toy.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

I whimpered, grinding roughly to his touch. “Fuck, you look so good rocking your ass to my touch” “Yesss” I hissed, my lips falling open. “Fuck fuck fuck. Look at your beautiful rosebud, mmmmm” he growled low and short, his breath ragged. “Please,” I whimpered, my head hanging back with my back in a deep arch. My teeth clamped down on my bottom lip as I rocked my ass in the air. “Fuck, Harry. You need this.”