Novel & Cerita Sex Slave Smut

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

That had never happened in the many years that he had been sexually active with women. He wiped the girl's lips clean of the access semen that had managed to escape her mouth with his thumb before pressing it back inside her mouth and said “Swallow everything like the good little slut you are”

Brutal sex like I'd never done before. Caroline moaned. She seemed to be disturbed by the sound of my foot stomping. I smoked a cigarette while calming down after all that had happened between us. She was indeed a satisfying slut and never refused any style I wanted. This was the first time a woman in hot, dirty sex had sucked my sperm out. I knew Caroline was going to throw up, but she held it in and swallowed it all.

She smiled, pushing a tiny bit at a time until she could just see a sliver of light. Peering in, she saw exactly what she expected. Smiling, she turned her head, trying to see some more. People were definitely having sex. Moans and cries of pleasure wafted out, and she groaned, seeing the nude bodies splayed out. There was the little blonde girl that said she was a sex slave. She couldn't remember her name but remembered thinking she was a ditz. She was sitting on a good-looking guy's lap, grinding back and forth as he held her by the shoulders and neck. As she watched, allowing the door to open just a hair more, the guy pushed her off, kissing her, and handed her off to a bald-headed man wh

Every orgasm was beyond euphoric, shaming every good feeling in her life. Xavier soon came, shooting so much semen into her with so much pressure that she almost felt it push her back. He pulled out, admiring his handiwork. Olivia assumed it was over, hoping that he would untie her while trying to ignore the feeling of semen and pussy juice trickling out of her. Once again showing the depths of his cruelty, Xavier forced himself into her asshole, sodomizing her while using his semen as lubricant.

I said, in a low and rough voice, “can I... fuck you? Like, right now? I need to fuck…or get fucked.” He turned his head and his eyes fell on my bulge. 'You sure about that, Tyler? It is not merely the screen, but real. And gay sex is different from other normal fucks you are aware of.” I nodded, and my hand remained on his leg, sliding upwards. 'Yeah, I'm sure. And I would not mind my ass getting hard-fucked. And that is what it takes to work this out.' My heart was beating so hard I feel he can hear it.

My moans turn hoarse and broken. “Fuck….Henry….too deep….” “You can take it,” he grunts. “Take every fucking inch like the neglected little slut you are.” The dirty words send fresh heat rushing through me. I push back to meet his thrusts, ass jiggling with every impact. Sweat slicks our skin. The room smells like sex and cheap motel air freshener. My third orgasm sneaks up again a sudden, electric burst that makes my vision whiten at the edges. I scream into the pillow as my pussy clamps down hard, gushing around his cock. My legs shake so badly I almost collapse.

"He's hitting the very back of me... his cock feels like a hot iron rod stretching me open! Vanderbilt... look at how wide I am for him! I'm swallowing all of him, and you can't do anything but sit there and watch! You want it, don't you? You want to feel how wet I am? But you'll never touch me! I'm his property! I'm his slut!" Huxley let out a muffled groan, his hand moving frantically now. He didn't even care that we could see. The room was thick with the scent of sex and the raw, animalistic power Soren was exerting. "I'm going to fucking cum," Soren announced, his voice a deep, vibrating roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the building. He grabbed my hips, his fingers diggi

He delved in, a single, masterful stroke before he found my clit and began to circle it, a slow, torturous rhythm that had me squirming on the edge. “You’re still thinking about me when you’re next to me,” he stated, it was a fact, not a question. “Aren’t you?” “Yes,” I muttered, the word torn from me. His touch was doing something dangerous to me, rewiring my brain, melting my bones. “Tell me what you see,” he commanded, his finger pressing harder, demanding more. “I see your mouth between my legs,” I gasped, the fantasy spilling from my lips. “I see you bending me over your desk and calling me your little whore. I see your cum leaking out of me.”

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.