Novel & Cerita Horror Smut Books

And I was completely blown away. “Fuccccccccckkkk!” I screamed loudly, yanking my trembling hand back with a sudden, shocked fling. What the fuck was that? A monstrous, throbbing beast pulsed menacingly between his powerful thighs. My heart suddenly beat even faster, pounding wildly in my chest. My pussy ached with a deep, clenching tightness that had nothing to do with arousal anymore—it was raw, overwhelming fear mixed with a dark, forbidden thrill that made my juices trickle shamefully down my thighs.

I could feel my pussy lips swelling, my clit starting to throb with every heartbeat. My mind started to drift. I imagined Mr. Sinclair suddenly grabbing me by the waist and lifting me onto his desk with those powerful arms. Papers would scatter everywhere as he shoved my tight pencil skirt up around my hips. He’d rip my soaked panties to the side and bury his face between my thighs without warning. That arrogant, beautiful mouth latching onto my swollen clit, sucking hard while his tongue flicked mercilessly. Those piercing blue eyes staring up at me the entire time, watching me fall apart. I’d grip his short blond hair, grinding against his face, moaning his name like a desperate slut while

His chest pressed against my back, one hand gripping my hip, the other braced on the shelf above my head. He started moving. Hard, fast thrusts that rocked me against the books. The shelf creaked softly with every slam. I pushed back to meet him, needing more. The wet sound of our bodies filled the small space between the stacks. “Quiet, baby,” he reminded me, but his pace didn’t slow. “They might still be upstairs.” I nodded, moaning into my arm. Each thrust hit deep, sending sparks through me. His free hand slid around to rub my clit in rough circles. The double sensation made my knees weak.

He leaned forward, gathered a thick, heavy glob of spit in his mouth, and let it drip slowly, obscenely, right onto my waiting tongue. The warm, sticky saliva stretched in a long string before landing with a wet plop. It tasted of smoke and him. “Swallow it,” He ordered, voice deep and commanding. “Swallow your brother-in-law’s spit like a good cum-dump.” I did, gulping it down audibly, the act so degrading it made my pussy clench hard. Fresh shame flooded me. Felix would be horrified. I could imagine his face. But the thrill of submission… it only made me even wetter and aching.

His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand. “Rene, I’m so close.” After a minute, he grunted as cum shot onto his stomach and chest in thick streams. I wanted to lick it off, slurping and savoring the taste. I wondered how Remy would feel inside my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass. “Next time, I’m coming in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as if he’d read my mind. He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen.

Oh my sweet Lord, those eyes. Getting lost in them meant he could order me to strip and I might just do it. Eagerly. I could only imagine how those eyes would burn in the heat of passion. Dark and stormy. Consuming. I have to stop reading those smut books. Maybe switch to horror, mystery, history. Anything but books full of sex. Lowering myself down in the chair opposite his, I crossed one leg over the other and waited. My heart drummed against my ribs while I held his gaze, hiding the effect he had on me.

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

My mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water. With all the books I’ve read, you’d think I would know what to do or at least what to expect. I’ve read so much smut, this whole scenario is a classic. It’s a fantasy come to life. But what do I do? I stare into his grey eyes like a confused prude. His grip tightens, causing me to flinch, and he’s so close I can feel his warm breath on my face.