Mike Schmidt Smut Novels & Stories

He guided the tip to Kamalina’s lips and when she opened her mouth to moan helplessly as Kwami fucked her, he slid his length inside, murmuring with pleasure as she began to suck. Beside them, Mike was circling Simon’s asshole with his tongue and Simon was groaning into Maggie’s pussy. The plug lay discarded on the floor, as Mike rolled on a condom and coated his cock with lube. He let more lube drip liberally into Simon’s ass before bringing Simon’s legs up to rest on his shoulders. He brushed Simon’s hair from his damp forehead and looked straight into his eyes. “Are you ready, Simon?” he asked.

"The shit we had was fun while it lasted and I applaud your efforts to come see me every two weeks and keep money on the books. I'm making it clear, I don't love you." "I'm pent up. I need a pussy and because yours isn't the one I want, I'll use it until I don't." With that ending he shoved two fingers deep within her and he heard her familiar moan. The bitch was excited for him. She was enjoying all of....what a sadistic woman. A part of him was equally sadistic so he went down to suck her waxed pussy. His level of depravity and need brought him to an early ejaculation in his pants.

What's my offense with these people? Cassie bent down and showed me a picture of Lucas and I hugging last night. I almost choked on my breath when I saw the caption on the edit. It looked like we were in a tight embrace. "Where did you get this?" I asked her in shock. She laughed, "You look like you've seen a ghost." She took her phone back, "Who knew you'd be two timing with your ex even after what he put you through." "She really has no shame. She hugs every since creature with three legs that come around her. She is a total slut girl." One of the she-wolves mentioned.

As Nicole shook above him in ecstasy, Mike hugged her and rolled them over, bringing Nicole beneath him. Then he turned to face her flushed, ravishing beauty. Her lips were slightly swollen from her excessive biting when she reached her climax a while ago. "You look so lovely." Mike cannot help himself telling her just how enchanting she looked right after a glorifying orgasm. He is never a sweet talker. He didn't have to lure the girls he had in his bed before, so he never learned how to placate them with candy-coated words. But he was honest to say his compliments towards this girl whom he just met today.

Out steps, Mike Carter, a tall, over six feet, lean, handsome young man, his hair cropped low and silky. Mike's coal-black eyes squint, surrounded by even darker lashes and furrowed brows. The sooty hair follicles flawlessly brought his sweet potato pie skin, high cheekbones, full-sized nose, and full lips into view. Both our gazes dropped. He had a body fit for a professional athlete! The Italian suit he wore accentuated all the right body parts. Mike was not only handsome but rich-looking. After all, the man had made a name for himself around the city. He was popular because of his famous nightclub business and outgoing personality. Mike was well-liked in the community.

Suddenly, he only heard the sound of 'vomit'. The woman on his body turned her face away in a hurry, but a mouthful of filth was spit into his chest. James Smith's face went black: "Rachel West!" He pushed the woman off his body unceremoniously, and shouted angrily: “you’re too disgusting to please me? Don't forget, you shamelessly climbed into my bed first." "No, James Smith vomits," Rachel West explained anxiously, but because of the churning in her stomach, she vomited violently again.

He added and I can feel the disappointment creeping my whole system. 'Now, that's an epic fail, Lil Solzeek.' "Aow, why the long face?" Mike asked so I looked at him and he finally had an idea. "Don't tell me that you're planning to hit on the vocalist tonight but he turns out to be a guy?" He teasingly said and Top laughed. I remembered that I used to tell him how much I wanted to date a musician. But now that I had the chance, it turns out that I was aiming for the same specie. How frustrating is that.

MIKE Hearing Skylar call herself my little slut and begging me to let her cum against my face has me so close to busting a fucking nut that it takes all my willpower to keep myself under control. I’ve had my eye on her since she turned eighteen and haven’t been able to fuck another women since. To say I’m obsessed is putting it mildly. When I watched her drop her robe and jump into my pool, I’d thought I had finally lost it. But now that my face is buried in her sweet little pussy, there’s no denying that this is actually happening.

He demanded, looking at me with his nose scrunched up. “What are you trying to say?” I frowned at him, sniffing my armpits to know if I was smelling, but I wasn't. “You stink like a man and more. There's this scent you have that's not human,” Mike explained, standing next to Miles with a frown on his face. “Did you hug someone?”

I said to her and she smiled. "Luna, please forgive us. We are sorry for being selfish and listening to this ill ambitious man." They all said in unison and I smiled. "I forgive you all. You can now rise up on your feet." I said to them and Leo walked up to me. He intertwined his fingers with mine. I looked at him and smiled. He nodded his head in approval and my head almost burst in pride. They all had a smile on their faces. My mother released Samantha and made her remove the spell that was placed over the pack. Everyone was happy and they tried shifting which went successful.