Michael Afton Smut Novels & Stories

Anthony murmured before letting out another groan as I bobbed my head around his cock, trying to blink back the tears that sprung to my eyes. “Enough. Fuck are you hogging her now or what?” Michael hissed before his hands yanked my hair back roughly and I yelped loudly, the sweet simmering pain zinging from my scalp all the way down to my sex. I watched Anthony lie on the bed before straddling him, letting out a whimper when his girth pressed against my winking asshole before he pushed, catching my lips in his to distract me from the pain. “Your safe word is Carrot, Mon couer…use it,” Michael hissed harshly in my ear, and I caught a glimpse of his tussled blonde hair falling over his face be

He lifted me to the mirror, spreading my p*u**y wide for me to see. You horny little slut don't be late and keep your p***y bear I like easy entrance with my slut . he left me hanging with my panties gone. author pov he left her hanging after making he c** on her self and he calls her names. hmmmm juicy guys know this there is going to be a lot of steamy stuff after the marriage and guys ride with Dennis and Ella to get on this journey don't miss any for it is just the beginning 😜👁️

Michael moaned long and loud, pumping deep inside her as he filled her with hot spurts. They collapsed together, breathing hard. Janet lit another cigarette and curled up beside him, one hand lazily tracing patterns on his cum-streaked chest. “So Michael,” she asked with a wicked smile, “do you feel like you’ve gotten to know me?”

Freya "That was a lot of cum, Michael." I couldn’t help but say it to Michael as I tried to wipe his semen that was splattered all over on my face. I don't know what got into me but I daringly sucked my fingers with his semen coated in it, maybe because I wanted to taste his semen. I just winced when I tasted his semen again, I don't know why I'm so tempted to taste his cum when I already know that it tasted bitter, it tasted like a mixture of sweet and sour.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

Fuck, I want more. "Let me have a taste," Michael said. I looked up at him. He smirked, eyeing my glistening face, with all Samantha's cum all over. Gripping my chin, his tongue darted out to lick my lips. I let out a strangled groan, squeezing the base of my cock. Michael kissed me hard, tasting Samantha. I heard Samantha moan quietly and reached to rub her pussy gently.

Oh God just as I thought it couldn't get better Matais reached down and started rubbing my clit and then Michael sat up and both Michael and Matais bit my marking spot together as I came with a blinding orgasm my whole body shakes as I'm moaning and screaming their names Michael shoots his hot cum in to me filling me up I cum again and I feel my self slick his cock with my orgasm they released their fangs as I'm still having aftershocks from my release and Michael is still slowly thrusting inside me letting me ride my orgasm out breathing heavily he grips my head with his thumb rubbing my cheek and his fingers holding the back of my neck as he touches our foreheads together, I can't believe

Gold Mask pulls out, and I gasp for breath, then he slaps his cock across my face. “You’ll remember this taste when you sleep.” Then he grips a fistful of my hair and bends me over the pedestal of the platform, ripping my dress open. Very easily, my dress tears and I’m totally bare, exposed to their eyes. ... And Wet. He spreads my ass, showing me off to the other masked men. “She’s dripping,” he announces. “Look at her, she's a mess already.” They all growl at this and clap their hands to together, noisily showing their approval of my reaction.