Romantic Smut Novels & Stories

In the most varied and different ways, being smart and what mattered was how he did it; It was an agreement of sex and secrecy, in which in the midst of the powers of their bodies and seduction, in which of that Day on, none of them cared about anything else but satisfying their own pleasure. Disputing there, their dens of pleasures, in which power to shove in their two entrances. I started to cum deliciously, when he ate my pussy, and also to make him cum like a loco, when he ate my ass. When we live for another year this delightful romance, in the midst of its fantasies being fulfilled. But it wasn't really a novel. I loved giving it to Renato, but deep down I was still waiting for the da

He smacked my ass, then lifted me up slowly until only the tip remained inside before dropping me back down. He kept doing it — lifting me and letting me fall. It felt like I was on an amusement ride, except on this ride my insides were getting rearranged every time I came down. He continued until that familiar burning sensation started building. I gripped onto his legs, leaning forward a little, and started fucking myself faster on his cock. Giving him a perfect view of my greedy pussy swallowing him. “Fuck, you’re close, huh?” He smacked my ass again. “Cum for me. Cream my cock.”

she gasped, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles. Damon’s hands gripped her ass, guiding her. “Ride me, baby. Take what you need.” His voice was rough velvet. She rode him with building passion, breasts bouncing as she leaned forward to kiss him. He thrust up to meet her, hitting that perfect spot every time. The pleasure was mad—intense waves crashing through her core. He flipped them suddenly, staying buried deep, and made love to her in missionary with surprising tenderness.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

My whole body flushed hot, pussy clenching around nothing, already aching for more. I stood there on shaky legs, skirt sticking to me and cum still dripping slowly down my thighs. I somehow managed to smile at Emma waving from the porch like the perfect daughter I definitely wasn’t.

Lazy and sweet, easy lust slid through her as she stroked over him. His hands roamed over her body, down her thighs, up her sides, cupping her sensitive breasts before pulling her face to his. He brushed his mouth across hers, repeating her name, over and over again. Angling his hips, Dominic pushed deeper, lifting her, sliding her back down over him in a hot wet caress. The climax rolled through her as his hands cupped her face, his mouth nibbling at hers. Achingly slow and sweet, it lingered on until Samaire thought she’d cry from the beauty of it.

*I command hoarsely, angling my hips to grind against your swollen clit with every thrust. *Sweat drips down my face and chest as I rut into you like a man possessed, chasing our rapidly approaching peaks. The wet, filthy sounds of our coupling echo obscenely in the small room, mingling with our grunts and cries of ecstasy.* Fuck, I'm close too! Gonna pump you so full of my seed, breed this fertile little cunt! *With a final, brutal thrust, I bury myself to the root inside you, my cock jerking and twitching as I explode.*

I could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat against my chest, mirroring the wild rhythm of my own. Heat radiated from him, seeping through our clothes, awakening something electric in the air between us. His eyes held mine, dark and searching, a long, deep stare that made my pulse race even faster. Without thinking, drawn by the pull of that moment, I leaned in. My lips met his in a kiss, soft at first, then urgent, tasting the sweetness of the night on his tongue. It was impulsive, electric, sending sparks through every nerve. But just as quickly, reality crashed back. I pulled away, my cheeks burning,