Korean Manhwa Smut Novels & Stories

He wanted to taste her more, make her cry his name in pleasure. He slid his hand under her panties, rubbing her clitoris. Chaerin was wriggling under his slow torture as he doubly attacked her breast and clit. He toyed with her opening, circling it as she felt herself become wet. "Mmhmm…" she let out desperate cries as she felt his tongue tasting her soft spots. Joonjae deliberately bit into her nipples, sending her into an ecstasy of joy. Her body reacted for him and him only. For the next one hour, Joonjae thoroughly enjoyed the lewd noises coming out of Chaerin's mouth.

The wet, creamy sounds of my cum being churned inside her cunt were loud and utterly obscene. Her hand slipped between our slamming bodies. Fingers wrapped around the base of my still-hard cock, then slid along her stretched, cum-leaking pussy lips. She fingered herself openly, stirring the thick, frothy mixture of our combined fluids, the squelching noises growing even filthier.

“Everything about you is sexy, angel. Even this.” I groaned. “It’s a tampon. Not a strip show.” His voice dropped lower, it was rough with hunger. “Think of it like sliding my c0ck into that tight little pu$sy again.” I choked on a laugh, smacking his arm. “You’re disgusting.” He just smirked, his eyes were burning into me. “And you love it.” Kyle’s eyes went dark. It was fixed on me as I slid the tampon in. He muttered a curse under his breath, then... without warning, he shoved his sweats down. His c0ck was already swelling, thick in his hand. He lifted his palm toward my mouth.

I whimpered, even as my body kept responding to him. “You can,” he said, pounding harder. “And you will.” He fucked my ass relentlessly. Sweat covered both of us. The room smelled like sex and sin. I came one last time, my voice hoarse from screaming. Kai finally let go. He thrust deep into my ass and came with a loud groan, filling me completely. He stayed buried inside me for a long time, breathing heavily against my neck. When he finally pulled out, I felt empty and sore. His cum leaked out of my ass as I lay there, completely spent.

“That’s going to stay in my phone forever. Whenever I’m away, I’ll play it. I’ll jerk my cock to the sound of your pretty cries. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She moaned, pushing forward against his hand. “Dirty little girl.” He pinched her clit, loving the sound that escaped her mouth after. “On your hands and knees, Printsessa. You sound like you’re aching for more.” Charlotte immediately got on her hands and knees, imitating her current position on the screen. Maksim knelt behind her on the floor, lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed into her in a slow torturous movement. Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.

he muttered, voice rough now, “I’m about to introduce a new fetish into your life.” He held it out in front of my face, close enough that I could see the thick vein along the underside and the way the head was already glistening. The size of it made my stomach tighten. I didn’t look away.

“Second, I don’t think the other seaman would appreciate you reading spicy books.” “They might borrow them.” He trailed the tip of his tongue from one nipple to the other. “And third, you don’t have any tentacles, horns or a tail.” She could only grin at his confused look. “I’ve been reading monster smut.” “That’s really a thing?” he asked with a grin thinking that she was bullshitting him. “Yeah.” She grinned back at him. “I was reading some reverse harem for a while and let me say, Bunny is a lucky woman.”

🔞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.

“Stroke it. Come on.” “I don’t know how,” I admitted, my cheeks burned. “I’ve never done it before. You know that, Damian…” He took my hand and guided it to him. His skin was hot, but firm. I flinched, but he didn’t let go. “Just like this,” he said, showing me. His shaft twitched, and I felt myself getting wetter even through the nerves. “Damian… I’m scared,” I whispered. He smirked and slipped a hand under my skirt, and then over my soaked panties. “Scared, huh?” he teased, brushing my cl!t, making me moan. “Your pu$$y isn’t.”

My thighs are slick and trembling as I slip out of the bathroom stall, Lira’s thick demonic cum still leaking down my legs in warm, sticky rivulets. I wipe myself hastily with paper towels, but it’s utterly useless, and I should have known that I’m going to be leaking Lira’s cum through the day. Every step makes my ruined cunt squelch softly, the obscene wetness coating my inner thighs and making my clit throb with every rub against my soaked panties. My hoodie hides the worst of the mess, but I can smell us on me, musk, cinnamon and raw, unfiltered sex. Lira stays invisible at my side, her tail occasionally brushing my ass, trying to push me past my limit.