Sanemi Fanart Spicy Novels & Stories

It’s like a stare competition across the dinner table, and somehow Mia never seems to notice. Everyone was back home, and the throbbing began. Chloe can’t shake her spicy morning with Damien from her mind. Every replay came with a sharp electric surge throughout her body, and every surge caused a drip from her throbbing folds into her panties. Damien has noticed a few unusual movements from Chloe, and it’s not like Chloe has been his best fuck, but something is exciting about the forbidden nature of their relationship.

Her fingers gripped the sleeping bag like a lifeline. And then she felt it. Sameen’s tongue slid across her slowly, starting at her clit and dragging down. Ariana’s entire body jerked at the sensation. It was wet. Soft. Hot. Devastating. “Keep that ass up,” Sameen whispered. “I want your best friend to look over and see exactly what her little angel really is.” Ariana’s stomach flipped. Her core clenched. She felt like she was floating, dizzy and raw. “She’ll hate me,” Ariana whispered into the fabric.

Ever since I told her about my feelings, she's been giving Sebastian all sorts of ridiculous pet names. She rolled her eyes at me. "Papa Seb isn’t my type, okay? Guys like him? They're destroyers in bed. I’m telling you, your kitty would be in for a wild ride if you ever went there. He screams fast and rough. Not my thing—I’m more into the slow and sensual types, the ones who take their sweet time but know how to hit all the right spots," she said, getting all dreamy. My eyes widened at her bluntness. "Girl! Your mouth is too much!" I smacked her on the shoulder and looked around to check if anyone was nearby. Thank goodness we were in the lingerie section and no one else was around.

The warm, sticky fluid felt filthy and delicious as it slowly dripped down the curve of my ass and onto the floor. My heavy tits rose and fell with every ragged breath. They were already streaked with drying semen from earlier loads, my hard nipples glistening under the low living room lights. My face was a complete disaster — mascara running in thick black rivers down my cheeks, lips swollen and shiny with spit and cum, hair plastered wildly to my sweaty forehead and neck. I looked exactly like what I had become tonight: Liam’s once-sweet girlfriend turned into a filthy, shared gangbang princess.

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

The fantasy Jayden bit his neck, marking him, while fucking him even harder, balls slapping wetly, sweat dripping down both their bodies. Sebastian could practically feel it—the way Jayden’s thick cock would rearrange his guts, the constant pressure on his prostate making his hole clench and pulse wildly. His fantasy-self moaned brokenly, pushing back against Jayden’s cock so that it could stretch him even more. “Please—harder, Professor… breed me. Fill me up like you filled your wife’s pussy last night.”

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Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.

Scenes of mating. Sienna gasps. "NO! GIVE ME THAT!" I turn it so she sees what page I’m on. It shows the male licking the female’s inner thigh. “This is your fantasy?” I ask. “They look like me. This male pleases her. You… like this?” Her face explodes red. “That’s not...it's just art! It’s fantasy smut! Don’t judge me!” I lower the book and stare at her. She is panting. Flustered. Beautiful.

I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually. “Lisa, no one wants to see me naked. I’m sure of it.” Lisa waved her hands. “Oh, please girl! You still got hips that won’t quit, big titties, and a beautiful face. Someone is going to want you.” I raised a brow. “I see you didn’t mention my ass.” “Uhm. You aren’t working with much in that department, so... Thank God you were blessed with a pretty face.” Lisa’s phone pinged as she took it. “Holy shit! Remy just posted” she came to me, showing me.