Novel & Cerita My Hero Academia Smut

🔞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.

How fucking hot is that? The moment he's gone, TJ rushes upstairs and settles on his bed with his laptop. He downloads the *Master Smears Your Blood Good* file and opens it. It starts off in the point of view of the MMC. He's like four centuries old, and he talks about his lover's devastatingly beautiful eighteen-year-old protégé. He describes his "deliciously curved body," his "luscious full lips," his "succulent round ass" and how much he wants to sink his teeth into it. He talks about how hard his cock gets whenever he's near, and how he wants to make him cum until he's boneless as a drained mortal.

ARC 13: THROAT GOAT WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit gay sex including public blowjobs, messy deepthroating, gagging, spit play, cum swallowing, risky public grinding, frotting. It also features heavy slut-shaming, self-destructive behavior, that turns sexual, and raw emotional angst. This arc is more plot-driven, focusing on character development and relational conflict alongside the explicit sex. (This time around,I will be more focused on the storyline rather than the smut,Sorry guys 😢)

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

The gratifying feeling was obvious on Akira's face. "Ahhh shit Azrael that's so good please go ahead!" Akira shouted. It is obvious that Akira is slowly losing herself because of his feelings. Intercourse and killing a person are very similar because you need to know each part of the person and the effect of what you do on them. I started to insert my second finger into her pussy. Suddenly, Akira hugged me very tightly again. I could feel every nail of his on my back sinking. "Ahhh shit Azrael that's so good don't stop!" Its scream followed by a loud moan

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

Cum spurted inside me in hot waves, thick and endless, spilling out around him, painting my thighs. I sobbed, shaking. “It’s too much—” “Never enough,” he snarled, pulling out and stroking both cocks over my body. Another stream hit my ass, my back, streaking me white. “You were made for this. To wear me.” I collapsed against his thigh, trembling as his hand twisted in my hair, yanking me up to face him. He smeared his release across my lips, my chest, my stomach. “Look at you,” he mocked, voice dripping with pride. “A hero in their eyes, a whore in mine. Bathed in me.”

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Just me and the Alpha of PeakPoint Pack, delivered here in the heart of war to hide and heal. He was enormous. Rain and blood plastered his torn shirt to raw power. Silver bullets glinted in his flesh. My people’s bullets. The same bullets I thought had vanished with my bloodline. Knots formed in my stomach. My healer’s hands moved before hatred could catch up. The instant my fingers brushed his burning skin, his amber eyes snapped open. A deep growl rumbled through his chest and straight into me. Sweet merciful heaven. I should have hated him. Instead something inside me answered the dominance in that sound.

“Fuck, you're such a cumslut!” Terry hissed as she grabbed my hair and pulled it hard. I wanted to protest, but her fingers crammed in my pussy, working their magic. Moans replaced my words, rising to a crescendo as she grinds her thumb over my clit harder. “Nice shot,” Professor Xander clapped. “Terry you're such a bitch!” She felt triumphant, tugged my hair again, and simultaneously added her third finger, raking her knuckles cruelly over my G-spot.