Reader X Crush Smut Novels & Stories

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.

Waves of intense pleasure crashed over me, one after another, stealing my breath and my sanity. "Mmm," he hummed against me, the vibrations sending me even higher. "Tastes even better than I imagined." He looked up, his chin glistening with my arousal, his eyes dark with lust. "You still want that fantasy, don't you? You still want your college crush to wreck you?" "Yes," I panted, my hands tightening in his hair, holding him to me. "God, yes. I've wanted this for so long. Like forever."

I stood up from the couch and cut him off. "What's making you so angry?" "Am I some semen dump or whore to you?" Scarlett yelled. "Or just because I told you I'll take whatever you give to me is why you want to insult me." "No." Bryan wore a surprised look. "Where's all this coming from? I'll never insult you. I rushed over here to see you because I couldn't stay away any longer. I wanted you. My wolf was going insane."

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I'd noticed it gone when we walked through earlier and was surprised at how bereft it made me feel. I got more nervous the longer she read in silence and took my coffee to the door to look out into the night. My shoulders tensed when I heard her sharp inhale of breath, and I braced myself for the anger that was sure to come. Elena was never the sharing kind, not when it comes to romantic relationships anyway, and she hates any form of betrayal; and what I'd just written was a manifesto of the worst betrayals in life. JANIE

He moans loudly right before he explodes into my mouth, pouring his cum down my throat. I pull away and swallow the whole thing, then I grip the steel arm of the chair to catch my breath. But he does not give me a minute to recover before throwing the diary at me. I catch it and look up at him, still on my knees with his hard cock bouncing on my face with cum still leaking out of it. "Read the next one." My eyes widen, but there is no pity on his face. If anything, he looks like the devil looming over me like that, ready to take me down the path of losing my soul. Perhaps I have awoken the devil himself.

Roth noticing he had placed his hand on Tristan's Thigh for long quickly removed it, " There will be a new development from today henceforth, I will adding a new spice to the segment" "What will that be?" Tristan asked, feeling the coldness, the moment Roth took his hand off his Thigh, he never knew his booth was this cold, Roth's touch had quickened his senses, raised his temperature higher than usual, not to talk about the twitching he was feeling in his pant. "I will be reading some intense erotic stories for those of my listeners who had always dreamt about me bringing them to orgasms, I will help them experience it" Roth said, giving Tristan's his breathtaking smile, as he walked out of

Hailey: You better don’t keep me waiting, I'm almost at your house. Chloe smiled at the text and then she shook her head. Hailey sure was interested in the ice cream Zach promised. She knew she had a crush on him, and hoped that it wasn’t something serious, because she couldn't become some "you don’t have to cry anymore” kind of friend. She sighed as she typed her response. Chloe: I just got out of the shower. Shouldn't you come upstairs to come to help me out, or do you prefer I look like a spider?

I felt pressure built fast and brutal inside me, my muffled moans growing louder and more frantic, vibrating around Alex’s thick shaft as thick strings of saliva dripped down my chin and onto my breasts. “She’s close already,” Ryan growled against my soaked folds, his voice sending vibrations straight through my core. “This greedy little cunt is clenching so hard. Come for us, you dirty little squirter. Flood my face with that sweet pussy juice. Squirt all over me like the messy slut you are.”

Suddenly, his ears turned a deep shade of red, and he quickly looked away, clearing his throat. Perplexed, I frowned. “What is it?” He handed the book back to me without meeting my gaze. “Nothing. Just... interesting choice.” Confused, I looked down at the book in my hands. My eyes widened in horror as I took in the image: a shirtless man with rippling muscles, a woman draped over him, their lips locked passionately. The bold title on the cover read: “Desire’s Embrace.” Instantly, I felt my face turn beet red. I’d purchased… a smut novel.