Hellhound Sex Novels & Stories

He stroked it slowly while watching her. “Finger that tight little pussy for me,” he said. “Tell me what you are.” “I’m… I’m your dirty little stepsister,” she breathed, sliding one finger inside herself. Her voice was exactly like in the videos. “I’m SweetLily… and I’m so wet right now.” She added a second finger, pumping them in and out while rubbing her clit with her thumb. Soft moans filled his room. She looked so perfect—tiny waist, perky tits bouncing slightly, her juices coating her fingers. He was leaking precum like crazy.

Dozens of them. Some were empty. Others held creatures that didn’t look fully human… or fully wolf. Twisted, malformed hybrids with eyes too large, limbs too thin, muscles trembling from drugs or trauma. One of them whimpered. Jaxon stepped forward, heart pounding. “What the hell…” “It’s another lab,” Vincent whispered. “Lunaris didn’t die. They just went underground.” A scream echoed from deeper in the tunnels. Female. Young. Jaxon moved before he could think, following the sound, Vincent right behind him. They reached a heavy door, sealed with an electronic lock.

she asked with an innocent, curious look on her face looking back from my phone. "You know; had sex together," I said. "You'll have to be more specific," she replied with that impish grin. I laughed, finally catching on, and said, "Okay. Did you ever shove your tongue up Sandy's wet cunt before? Did you ever let her fuck your hungry pussy with a big rubber cock?" "Oh that!" Holly said with a laugh. "No. That was our first time. My first time ever, but she had girl-girl experience from back in college."

Holly was going crazy as he fucked her harder and harder, the noise of her cheeks slapping against his pelvis getting faster and faster as if someone was beating a drum. "Ooohhh mmyyyy goooodddddd!!!!" She yelled as he increased his pace, even more, thrusting his rock hard cock inside of her as far as it would go. "I'm coming!" Xolvion shouted as he gripped her from behind tightly, pumping all of his essences inside of her and stealing her remaining power. Holly screamed before she dropped to the floor, her legs finally giving out on her. Xolvion fell on top of her as he panted hard.

Anything, even death, is better than having that done to you, and Jack cannot wait to get out of the place at the nearest exit. Someone might ask if they suck out the soul by the simple act of sex. The truth is that, it is very much possible to have sex and escape intact, but that is very rare. Often times, they suck the soul once they have sex with a male, human or not. They don’t just have sex with sleeping men; they have sex with awake men as well, and they need sex at least once a week or they grow old. And when having sex, some may keep going until the victim dies.

Forcing her to witness the killing of all her friends in this heinous and savage way, drowning in a wave of guilt every time the siren enters them and chooses one of them, so she is forced to listen to their cries and wails until they finish them once and for all, and the shame with which this demon drive will defile her. She opened her eyes, staring at the depth of his empty eyes that were attracting her to their decision without any effort, losing herself in their darkness. She felt her mouth float with a viscous, disgusting liquid that tasted like gall running down her throat, which was stubbornly resisting not swallowing, urging her to vomit, and only then did she regain consciousness an

The clenching and unclenching of Whitney’s shaved pussy squeezed Hollis’ fingers deliciously until her muscles finally began relaxing. Most of the girls Hollis’ fucked in the past tended to be completely spent after sex, but Whitney wasn’t like any girl she’d ever met before- and proved it in yet another way by wrestling a stunned Hollis onto her back and sliding down to admire the very wet cunt before her lust crazed eyes.

The bitch liked being treated rough in bed anyway. Several times, Sarah had walked in on her being slapped around by men who physically abused her body while they had sex with her at the same time. She had wondered how Helen withstood such torture but to her amazement, she had discovered that her friend actually enjoyed it and claimed that that was the only way she could ever reach an orgasm.

A chill ran down my spine, my heart racing, my scent spiking. Had I made a mistake? Where were they taking me? Should I run? I clenched my fists. No, I couldn’t. Not with Viktor still detained, his only crime standing up for me. The elevator opened into an extravagant room, split into two distinct areas. The first, where we entered, was a den of debauchery: four men and ten women in various states of undress, pole dancing, grinding, some openly lost in euphoria, their moans filling the air.