Kageyama X Reader Smut Novels & Stories

A girl on her knees sucking a thick cock, moaning loudly. My pussy clenched hard. “Mmm. You like watching blowjobs?” “Yeah.” His hand slid higher up my thigh. “Especially when I’m thinking about your mouth.” I opened my robe completely and let it fall off my shoulders. I was naked underneath. “You can watch the real thing instead.” He bit his lower lips as he stared at my body. “Fuck, Maya. You’re so sexy.” I spread my legs slowly. “Touch me. Feel how wet I am from thinking about you all day.”

⚠️ Content Warning: This chapter contains mature themes, sexual content, and emotionally intense moments intended for adult audiences (18+). Reader discretion is advised. Please note: Scenes include consensual BDSM elements, dominance/submission dynamics, and emotionally charged intimacy. If these themes are not for you, feel free to skip or read with caution. 💮Angel💮 "You have a beautiful villa, Mr. D'Amano," Luca complimented, his eyes roaming the space with admiration.

It was the perfect moment when Ekai felt the gush of waves within him and then Kazen's face flashed in his brain that the man cum right after two minutes when the character did. "How the fuck!?" The mafia lord was stunned at his own condition that Ekai could not believe how a sex scene could make him cum_just like that! He stroked his crotch a few times with the thought at the back of his that maybe it was because of the author, after all his thought was a result of Kazen' sensation lingering in his brain that she was the one imagining the character since it was based on the Spanish mafia! Well, just coincidentally. "This woman made me bath again! What the hell, how can she?"

It sprang forth, hard and pulsing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Kira stroked the veiny length, marveling at its size and heat. She guided the swollen head to her entrance, rubbing it teasingly along her slit, coating it in her juices. Jax groaned, his hips jerking forward as he sought entrance, desperate to bury himself in her welcoming heat.

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The swollen head leaked a steady bead of precum that soaked through the silk. Yuna Takahashi, 27, a renowned Kyoto calligrapher with porcelain skin and long raven hair, arrived at dusk. Her deep brown eyes met his, and her smooth, hairless pussy clenched hard. Thick, slippery arousal flooded her tight slit instantly, soaking her thin silk panties and beginning to trickle down her inner thighs. No greetings. No small talk. Kael crossed the tatami in two strides, grabbed her by the throat, and pulled her into a brutal kiss. His tongue claimed her mouth as he shoved her kimono open, exposing her full, soft breasts. He pinched and twisted her hard nipples until she moaned desperately into him.

Kyle Yagami who was now in a white plaid sweater and black trousers with his blond hair slicked and glossy, resting backwards,moaned "Isn't Sam Smith dreamy?" Axel kept on staring at the newspaper "Yes, of course" "He has such blue eyes...." "Yes of course... "And he's so sexy...." "Yes of course" "And he is ugly as hell" "Yes of course" "Bitch!" Axel felt the newspaper in his hand being snatched out of his grasp as an explosive Kyle stood over him, staring at him with pure angry in his eyes "You are not listening to me!"

I say getting a little closer to the answer he wants. "Was my Kitten reading p**n?" He quips I still have my eyes closed but I feel him put his hand between me and the wall and he flicks my clit. "Yes, Master." I answer. "I was reading smut." I tell him, he kisses my neck and I can feel his smirk as he pulls away. "Did you touch yourself?" He asked and I opened my eyes. "No, Master." I meet his gaze. "You told me not too." I whisper and he smirks.

Clothing stayed partially on, her gown bunched around her waist, breasts exposed to his hungry mouth, his suit still mostly buttoned except for the growing wet spot her pussy had left on his lap. Amara leaned down and kissed him hard, tongues sliding together as she kept rolling her hips. Roman’s fingers returned to her pussy, stroking her through the ruined lace, circling her clit with just enough pressure to keep her trembling on the edge. They stayed like that for the rest of the ride; grinding, touching, whispering filthy promises, mouths on necks and breasts, hands exploring but never fully giving in.

“Do you think he wants to sink into my tight pussy and watch my breasts shake as I bounce on his cock?” Shane plasters one hand on my lower stomach and lifts his head to glare at me. “Yes, Lily, that’s exactly what I think he wants.” I risk letting go of the lounge chair and sink my hands into his silver hair. It’s a little longer than the last time he had me in this position. “Too bad.” I lift my hips and rub myself against his mouth. It feels even filthier because he doesn’t move. He just holds still and lets me grind on him like the dirty little slut I am. “Too bad,” I repeat. “This pussy is just for you.”