Intense Smut 소설 & 이야기

"You did it purposely." "No, Xingyue." "Yes, Xi Song, it was intentional." Pulling her closer to my chest, I raised my eyes seductively. "Then, let me do it intentionally now." Smirking, I moved towards my target, but she put her hand on my lips, covering them. In her shy, freaking out tone, she muttered. "We're in public, you pervert." She gently pushed me a little and walked to that person. "Thank you for your time."

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.

I was buried to the hollowness, her walls clamping down on me, creating a suction that was almost painful in its intensity. The restroom was a whirlwind of heat and scent. I watched Sarah, her legs hooked over my arms as I pumped in and out of her with slow, deliberate strokes. Every time I pulled back, her inner walls clenched greedily around me, desperate to keep me inside. The sight of her flushed skin, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, was intoxicating. I leaned down to capture her mouth, swallowing her moans, ensuring no sound escaped her lips.

“Fuck—” He didn't answer. He was too busy, his tongue curling inside me, lapping at the cum that still seeped from my core. I felt his nose press against my clit, his stubble scraping my inner thigh, his hands gripping my ass to pull me closer. He ate me like I was a meal he'd been waiting for, like the taste of another man's release was an appetiser, not an insult. “You taste like sin,” he murmured against my flesh, his breath hot and wet. “Like you've been bad, and you're not done being bad.”

I let out a slight chuckle at the sight of her tears. “But why? Why would you go the extra mile to send those kinds of threatening messages to me?” her eyes blinked quickly and tears finally rolled down those cheeks. “Because you deserve it, Emily!” “Can't you see? We could have been a happy home if you sat in your place and maintained your position as the woman of this house” “I made sure you were comfortable. I gave you everything you needed! The money, the food, the sex! I know for a fact you can't deny how goooood the sex was Emily. You loved every bit of it”

What high form of sultry is this? This is some S-grade smut. Some super serious hardcore smut! I can’t read this aloud! These two are at it with only eye-contact and yards of distance between them, for gods’ sake! My eyes flicker to the place where Zen, Lukas and the Empress are standing. Help! This is too much for my virgin eyes! The three of them give back confused looks. I focus my gaze on Zen. Please, use your telepathic ability and read my mind! I can’t do this!

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

Books and scrolls scattered everywhere as he climbed over me, hooking my legs over his shoulders and folding me in half. He slammed back in, fucking me with brutal intensity. The table creaked dangerously beneath us. His crimson eyes stayed locked on mine, possessive and wild. Sweat slicked our bodies. My breasts bounced with every powerful thrust. He reached between us and rubbed my clit again, forcing another orgasm from my exhausted body. “Emmett—I can’t—” I whimpered, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes. “You can,” he growled. “One more. Give it to me.”

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

It’s scarily intimate, kissing and fucking her slow while holding eye contact with her so I break the connection. I flip her over, sink into her hole and pick up the pace. My balls are heavy as hell, swollen and desperate to unload its content inside her. My grunts climb higher as my movements grow jerky. My cock swells, my hips stutter and my vision goes blind. Ropes of semen shoots up my cock, coating her insides. I pull out of her and she quickly turns over so that she’s lying on her back. Fisting my pulsing cock, I pump more of my semen on her pale breasts, spraying her face as well.