Sex Slave Smut Novels & Stories

"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

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.

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.

I set my eyes on the longs notes and I began to read. _A SIGNED AGREEMENT BETWEEN MISS CORVETTE VINCENTE AND MR NICHOLAS HILLS_ #CONTENT Miss Corvette Vincete hereby submits to Mr Nicholas Hills as his sex slave. SEX SLAVE: A slave kept for the purpose of sexual exploitation. It is a condition in which one human being is owned by another and is forced or otherwise coerced into working in the sex trade. RESPONSIBILITIES OF MISS CORVETTE VINCENTE (sex slave) to MR NICHOLAS HILLS (master)

Kane watched with a satisfied smirk, stroking his cock back to full hardness. Rylan didn’t last long. He buried himself deep and knotted me too, flooding my already full womb with even more hot cum. I screamed around Jax’s dick as another orgasm ripped through me, my body shaking uncontrollably. When Rylan pulled out, the cum really started flowing. Thick globs of mixed alpha seed leaked from my ruined hole, dripping down my thighs in heavy streams. I looked like a used whore, and I loved it.

“Breed me again. Fill my slutty cunt until it overflows. I want to feel your hot cum flooding my womb while the whole city might be watching.” Mr. Vance slammed in deep with one brutal thrust, bottoming out against her cervix. Sara cried out at the stretch, her pussy still sensitive from the previous rounds. “Fuck, this cunt is so loose and creamy now,” he groaned, starting to pound her hard. The table shook beneath them. Wet, obscene squelching sounds echoed in the large room as his cock churned the cum already inside her. “Listen to that. Your pussy is so full of my seed it’s making filthy noises every time I fuck you. You’re nothing but a walking cum bucket now.”

He loved to see the whimpering, blushing faces that tried to hold back the liquid that was about to explode down there. Simona tries to sharpen her hearing when she hears Samuel mention another woman's name. But she didn't bother; Simona was so close to passing out that she squealed when Samuel slapped both her synthetic buttocks hard. The juices she was trying to squeeze out and spill over hatched at the same time as Samuel's long moans and warm spurts poured into Simona's already sore asshole. Simona felt her core open wide and cold. When Samuel released their union. Warm liquid soaked his thighs, and Samuel pressed the elevator again without caring about Simona, who was trying to organize

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.

I stated proudly. "What am I going to do with you Amico mio?"He smiled. "Well, you can cum inside me if you do not want Rita to clean our stains from the sheets.I don't know about you but it's quite embarrassing for me to let others have a whiff of what we do behind the closed doors of our bedroom,"I said in an order to distract him from watching me as I slowly buried his tip inside my throbbing vagina. "Ana, you little smart vixen."He growled realizing I easily tricked him but it was too late to pull back,sex is the biggest weakness of the most of men specially one who had masters in fucking women in thousands different ways.

I have the urge for hot sex, wild sex, the dirtiest, filthy sex you could possibly imagine. “We can’t plan it in shorter than six months. What’s up, Santangelo. You can’t wait to have me as your wife is that it?” I sneer at him, my lips curl. “You are the last woman I want to marry, trust me Gianluca you are nothing but a whore with daddy’s money behind her. Don’t think I don’t know about your sexual dalliances, the men you fuck and the women, I know about your fetish for S&M.” I gasp, how does he know what my preferences are?