Jeff The Killer Smut Novels & Stories

"Go to hell you little pissant. Do you have any idea the shit storm you're bringing down on that bitch and yourself?" I looked at him and laughed. Then I leaned down into his face with the plastic bimbo's tits smacking into the back of my head. "Oh I've been to hell Jeffy. I've lived there while you lived like a king. But you're wrong there is no shitstorm coming for Claire or me." The pounding of those fake tits on my head was irritating so I turned my attention to the girl. "Are you enjoying yourself there slut?" "No! Jefferson doesn't have enough of a cock for anyone to enjoy."

“I’ll take my chances.” Blake raised an eyebrow, clearly testing him. Jeff shoved his hands into his pockets and leaned back like he was cool as ever, even though I could tell the nerves were still bubbling underneath. “I’m a good guy,” he said honestly. “No rotten skeletons in the closet.” I snorted softly under my breath. That had to be the cleanest, most polite way anyone had ever described Jefferey. “Besides,” he added quietly, “Esther doesn’t even know any of this yet.”

“Kill him. Don’t hesitate and finish him as quickly as you can. I know you like to torture your victims but end this as soon as you can. I don’t like seeing you with another wolf.” Smiling at his words, relieved that had been what had bothered Alastor she nodded at him and getting on her toes she kissed him, “Just give me a few minutes.” Once again Jeivel was surprised by the vicious pride overflowing from the two and for a moment he wondered if he had wrongly judged her. Shifting into his wolf he howled out a battle cry to let everyone know what was happening and Vevina saw the wolf standing before her to be of a brown color but with a smaller build than her mate.

That was the only reason Phillian could see why Jeff was even considering the offer. Phillian sighed and swiped the soda from Deewee. “As long as it won’t ruin you or trash your dignity, go for it.” “Nah, I’m not crossing any lines, Phil,” Jeff said, his tone sobering. He rested his elbows on the back of the bleacher and gazed at the sky. “I’ll stick to dinner dates and bar hopping. I’m not selling sex.” Phillian and Deewee exchanged a look and shrugged. “But hey, if the client’s hot…” Jeff’s grin returned as he turned back to them. “If she wants it, I’m not saying no. I just won’t charge for it.”

He loved her body, it was more intoxicating than any body he had ever screwed. He even became more brazen and squeezed and nibbled. Cynthia squirmed in excitement, her bare chest exposed to Jeffery's assaults, she had never felt this excitement before. The only contact she had ever had with a man was when Justin did those gruesome things to her. Justin. Cynthia's eyes snapped open and they immediately became clear. She pushed Jeffery off her body and he grunted on displeasure,

Oh yeah. Good girl,” he murmured. I sucked him until my jaw hurt and finally he came. I swallowed every drop, eagerly licking the head of his cock in case I missed any. I so badly wanted to please him. He chuckled. “Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.” “So is lust,” I offered with a playful smile. “Indeed,” he said, putting his cock back in his pants. “Get back into position.” I immediately obeyed with my hands behind my back, on my knees, legs spread. He nodded approvingly. “So what did you fantasize about me when you touched yourself last night?” I looked up into his eyes. I was too afraid to tell him to his face. But something in his eyes made me want to tell him, to please him. “You i

I want to see her aroused because of me and satisfied because of me. “Yeah suck it you sexy little slut.” I say as I see her smiling like nothing makes her hotter than being called a slut. I guide her on my dick, encouraging her to deep throat more of my fat, eight-inch cock into her beautiful mouth. I look at her managing to get something like four or five inches, just to make me feel the pleasure. And it works. She is amazing. Her big black eyes staring at me, worshipping me.

Archie lay still with unsteady breathe and violent heartbeat. The killer grabbed the silver knife in his hands and raised it. Archie’s eyes grew bigger seeing the knife now above in the air. In the moment of fling the knife was stabbed in Archie’s chest where his heart was supposed to be. But the killer was not satisfied with one stab so he pulled out the knife back and stabbed again and again and again until he was satisfied. "Its not over Archie Hamilton. Not Yet." The killer said in angered tone. Seeing the light of life now completely gone from Archie’s eyes the killer was now more than satisfied. He got off Archie’s stomach and sat beside him on his feet.

She just looked at him. "You know what I am," he said from behind her. "I know." "Then don't—" He stopped. She turned around."Don't what? Don't look at you like you're human? Don't put a band-aid on your arm? Don't sit here in this shitty motel room with a man who kills people for a living and still feel safer than I've felt in years?" His jaw tightened."You don't mean that." "I don't say things I don't mean."

Deb concluded, elbowing her mom and winking knowingly at her, "you saw the videos I sent you... He's got a big fat cock and he knows how to use it! Oh my god, Mom, he feels sooo good when he's deep in my ass, plowing me hard... Mmhh, just thinking about it makes me horny!" "Debra, stop!" Amanda said as they both giggled like naughty schoolgirls. "All this talk of buttsex and Jeff's big dick is making me horny too!" "Good, so maybe you'll listen to me and just do it!" Deb exclaimed with a chuckle, only to then soften her tone and add: "Come on, Mom... You know this is the answer. I'm okay with it, and Jeff is gonna be okay with it, and you can just relax and finally have some fun while he pou