Sex Slave Smut Novels & Stories

Never made my pussy gush or my body convulse like a possessed slut. “I had to fake moans for Drey… but my eyes were rolling, my cunt was drowning in his brother cum, and I was begging in my head: ‘Please, fuck me again. Ruin me. Own this pussy.’” I spilled every filthy detail to Samantha, my ride-or-die slut bestie, over the phone. We met in a sex toy shop, bonding over the Tantaly dildo that fucks us both stupid. Our sex drives are identical — insatiable, dripping, desperate.

It wasn’t burning, rather each letters reappears on the paper. She found it enticing so she didn’t take it off until the letters has completely surfaced. “So, what do we have here?” To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL.

Samael's left-hand slides down my hip, diving towards my clitoris as he adds pressure to it, massaging me with his thumb, pushing me straight off the top of Mount Everest and down into the depths of the deep blue sea. I moan Luka's name loudly, following Samael's commands."To hell with it," Luka groans as he strips off his clothing, showing off his washboard abs, sexy v line, and well-endowed member. I wet my lips and watch his cock bob as he walks over to me, wanting nothing more than to wrap my lips around it and gaze up into his face while I please him. Samael switches our positioning as Luka moves in to join the fun. Now I am sitting on top of him, facing outwards, my tits on full displa

Arching her body into the air like a bow, In-young let out a fainting scream of an awakened siren. "Pour your hot seed into my empty widow's secret depths!" "Uwaaaang! I'm melting!" At the very second of release, Sam-seok roughly yanked his heavy flesh pillar out of the moisture-soaked vagina. And, panting heavily, he aimed his crown—brutally swollen as if its veins would burst—over In-young's white belly sprawled on the floor. With violent, heavy spurts of thick seed erupting like a volcano. "Haaaaat... ughn... aaah..."

My whole body was having a seizure : tits bouncing and wax falling off as I shook and sobbed. They didn’t stop. The thrusting continued through my orgasm, Another climax followed right after leaving me shaking and begging “Too much… too much… please… I can’t take it…” “You can and you fucking will, you worthless slut,” Lila snarled grabbing my jaw. “This greedy married hole belongs to the club now. We decide when it stops leaking.” The strap-on woman finally pulled out. My cunt gaped for a second : red, swollen, drooling a thick mix of squirt and wax.

She came hard, thighs locking around my head, a long broken sound leaving her throat as she pulsed around my fingers. I crawled back up and we kissed again, slower this time, bodies still humming. We lay tangled for a while, trading soft touches, learning the maps of each other’s skin. Eventually desire rose again. She reached into the nightstand and brought out a slim, curved vibrator. She switched it on to a low hum and pressed it between us so that it rested against both of us when our hips met. We moved together, grinding, the vibration traveling through slick flesh. I kissed her deeply while we rocked. The dual pressure and the steady buzz pushed me toward another climax faster than I e

“Skip it, slut. Show your husband who really comes first now.” Emma bit her lip hard, her eyes glassy with a toxic mix of lust, shame, and addiction. The phone buzzed again. She let it go to voicemail. Then, like the obedient whore she was becoming, she reached down without being told and spread her trembling legs wider, offering her plugged, leaking holes to them.

"There is you and me; we are fucking, and you stop, dragging me out of the room, into one of the rooms in Lustful Surrender, men and women watching, as you fuck me there. slowly the single men join in, I watch as you get pleasure from me being fucked in every hole by other men." "The couples around are playing with each other, having sex; every now and then a couple would come over, both of them fucking me, with toys or his cock. I feel greedy, and like royalty all those people wanting to touch me, wanting to fuck me in any way they can." I would never and have never told anyone that fantasy, but since meeting Sean, it has gotten stronger, with him in the lead role and his business there as

he growled, losing control of himself as he drilled the woman that could be any man's wet dream further into submission. "Yes! YES! I'm a slut! I'm a cheap fucking whore!" Cassy screamed out, her cunt squeezing the massive hunk of a man as she felt the ecstasy of the dirty talk go straight to her head, making her gush with sensations. "You love it, don't you? You love getting fucked like this? You love being a man's sextoy? My sextoy" he chuckled, he had never met a slut like her, one that hid behind such a gorgeous façade, but beneath, she was pure filth.

Trigger warning: this chapter contains scenes of sexual abuse, and it's suitable for mature audiences aged 18+. Read at your own risk. Master X felt as if her cries and pleas were music to his ears as his fingers skimmed across the assortment of sex toys in the drawer. He pulled out two monster dildos and walked back to the woman who had crawled away to the other side of the bed. “Come here on your own, Samantha. You wouldn't want me to pull you back here by myself,” he said in a lazy tone.