Percy Jackson Smut Novels & Stories

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

She rolled her eyes back as she neared her Orgasm but he drew back his fingers and slipped her short off. Jeremy was down on his knees as he sling both her legs over his broad shoulders in one swift move. “I want to taste you, open up for me.” She clamped her mouth shut as he opened her legs for himself, now sucking and licking her folds. His thick digit re entered her dripping cunt as she stifled her moans in her hand. His thumb pressed against her clit as his tongue worked magic in the right places. “I want you to come in my mouth, fuck you taste so sweet.”

She’s slipping away—everything feels like it’s underwater, like a dream she can’t wake from. She cries out again, desperate, high-pitched. Endless waves of orgasm ripple through her trembling form, one crashing over the next, relentless, overwhelming. Her limbs flail, her body convulses beneath him, but still he doesn’t stop. Still he pounds. Still he slams. He whispers dirty words against her flushed skin, each syllable igniting her nerve endings like sparks. “Oh, you wanna act like a little slut?” he snarls against her neck, voice dripping with dark amusement. “Then I’ll make it real easy for you, baby.”

“Sweet fucking Peony.” Liora cried out into his mouth as he writhed against her clit. She’d never felt anything like that in her life. She was climbing a mountain, soaring, peaking. His mouth went to her neck again, fangs pressing against that sensitive spot. They broke her skin ever so slightly, but it was enough to send her over the edge, coming against him. “Ronin!” She screamed in ecstasy, her hands falling away. The moment Ronin heard his name, he came to his senses.

Lila smiled seductively as she slipped out of her lace underwear, letting the damp fabric drop to the floor. Her smooth, shaved pussy glistened with arousal. She stepped toward Marcus, nuzzling her face against his broad, hairy chest. She could feel his strong heartbeat thudding under the coarse chest hair as his muscular arms enfolded her naked body. He kissed the top of her head tenderly before his large hands roamed down her shoulders and along the curve of her spine, coming to rest on the plump, firm cheeks of her ass. He squeezed possessively.

Three of her little fingers jammed in and out of her dripping pussy while she rubbed her clit in harsh rhythm. "Well, well, well. Hello, slutty sis," he said coyly, smirking at her as he dug into his boxers and brought out his dick. “Sam!” Lucy gasped, fingers still pumping her pussy wetly. Her deer caught in headlights eyes. The wet, squishy sounds of her pussy being fucked. The delicious scent of her wet pussy lingering in the air. And of course, the ethereal sight of her heavenly body. Sam had never been so turned on in his life.

"Touch... touch me. Don't stop." He smiled, a smile of pure, satisfied male. "How wet you are for me. All this... sweetness... is it all mine?" "Yes!" she cried, her hips rising against his hand. "All yours, Hector. Always." "Say it. Say it again." "It's all yours! Your whore... your slut... only yours!" The dirty talk, uttered in that breathless tone, was like an electric shock between them. Hector lowered his head and took a breast into his mouth, sucking with a force that bordered on pain, while his fingers continued their meticulous work, picking up the pace.

Everything was perfectly kept. But even perfection has small flaws. Even when you're in control, you can still feel a deep wanting. It was one of those nights when I couldn't sleep that led me to search online. I looked at websites with names that sounded like secrets whispered in quiet, forgotten places. That's when I saw him. He wasn't advertised as a person, but as a "Perfect Companion." The ad said he was a Succubus, but the word didn't scare me. It promised he was handsome, loyal, and would meet all emotional needs. No returns or exchanges were allowed.

Pera lay exposed, her full breasts heaving, nipples hard, thighs glistening with evidence of their raw fucking. He dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs. His tongue lapped greedily at her cum filled pussy, sucking their combined essence while his lips sealed around her swollen clit. Pera cried out, fingers tangling in his dark hair as waves of intense pleasure crashed through her. “Marcus oh god!”

I swirled my tongue around his rim, and he twitched like a stranded fish. “Please,” he whined. I shoved my pants down, almost tearing them. My dick grew out from my furry pouch. The pink skin glistened from root to tip with precum. The omega stared at it wide-eyed as I clambered higher up his open body. But he wasn’t scared. He only spread his legs wider, holding his knees with his hands, his urge to submit stronger than his reason.