Sexy Smut Novels & Stories

One hand gripped her hip while the other delivered sharp, loud smacks to her ass with every thrust. “Take this dick, you little slut. You love sneaking around like this, don’t you?” Graham grunted, pounding into her relentlessly, the wet sound of her pussy echoing in the room. "Yes— daddy. Harder, please — oh God!" the girl moaned out, pushing back to meet his brutal strokes. Sienna Vale stood in the shadowed alcove behind a half-open door, her phone held steady, recording every second. Her thighs pressed tightly together as she watched, her breathing becoming shallow.

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

Instead, he grips her tighter and lifts her. Then, with savage power, he slams her back down onto his cock. She screams. Her back snaps into a beautiful arch, her breasts thrusting forward into his face. He grabs them again, squeezing them, holding her still in that position, addicted to the sight of her breaking beneath him. He continues to fuck her, slamming her down over and over, watching her shatter all over again. The wet slap of their skin grows louder, nastier, more animalistic. The room reeks of sex. Of sin. Of obsession. He doesn’t stop. And neither does she.

Sweat dripped off of us, the room stinking of sex and oil. She rode me harder, her breaths gasping. 'I'm close... don't stop,' she gasped, one of her eyes rolled back, the other half open. “Cum on my dick.” I groaned, holding her hips as I began thrusting from below. Her pussy tightened and she screamed and she came and juices were pouring down my cock, wetting my balls. That pushed me over. 'Fuck, Lena--cumming!' I thrust deep one more time, bursting in her, pouring hot spurts into her. She fell on me, and we both were panting, and my cock was twitching in her.

Three of her little fingers jammed in and out of her dripping pussy while she rubbed her clit in harsh rhythm. "Well, well, well. Hello, slutty sis," he said coyly, smirking at her as he dug into his boxers and brought out his dick. “Sam!” Lucy gasped, fingers still pumping her pussy wetly. Her deer caught in headlights eyes. The wet, squishy sounds of her pussy being fucked. The delicious scent of her wet pussy lingering in the air. And of course, the ethereal sight of her heavenly body. Sam had never been so turned on in his life.

I grabbed her fat arse and pulled her tighter, tribbing harder and faster. “Fuck my cunt with yours, you filthy slut!” I gasped. We were both sweating, moaning loudly, calling each other every dirty name we could think of. Regina reached between us and rubbed my clit furiously while we grinded. The light had turned red again, giving us even more time. I came first this time — screaming, shaking, soaking her pussy with my cum. Regina followed right after, grinding down hard as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. We kept going for what felt like forever — kissing sloppily, sucking and biting each other’s tits, fingering, using the cucumber on each other again, and tribbing in different

His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand. “Rene, I’m so close.” After a minute, he grunted as cum shot onto his stomach and chest in thick streams. I wanted to lick it off, slurping and savoring the taste. I wondered how Remy would feel inside my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass. “Next time, I’m coming in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as if he’d read my mind. He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen.

He doesn't stop—oh fuck, he doesn't stop—curling deeper, his palm slapping against my clit with every savage plunge. The overstimulation burns, sweet and agonizing, building me right back up until my thighs are shaking, my shameless release running down my legs. I love it. I love it so much it breaks me open, tears rolling freely now because this is my fantasy come to life. The one I've poured into my secret werewolf smut stories under the name Alpha's Little Slut. Alphas who claim hard, wreck thoroughly, and leave their mates ruined and begging for more. But this is better. Realer. Azren's fingers are merciless, stretching me, owning me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear as he whispe

Warning: Extreme Smut! ************************ Serra’s face flushed at my words. She licked her lips and reached for my c**k again, wrapping her hand around it as she stared down at it… Those lips of hers, I wanted to devour them bit by bit. Her tongue moved, licking the tip. I froze. A chilling wave of pleasure shot through me instantly. Slurp! She sucked. My eyes darkened. "Fvck" I screamed inwardly. Was she sure this was her first time? She looked too damn tempting, too eager… though her hands trembled.

I feel the raw, aching need between us. His pace quickens suddenly. His hands lift me up and then slam me down hard. The desk groans in protest beneath us. I scream as my body starts to shake. The pleasure explodes through me like a beautiful firework. He groans right after me. His cock twitches wildly. I feel him spill inside me. Hot cum floods my pussy in thick pulses. The warmth spreads everywhere and mixes with my own juices. That sensation triggers my final orgasm. It arrives as a stunning wave of pure bliss. My pussy milks him dry with rhythmic squeezes. We cling to each other desperately. Romance seals the moment forever. The smut we just shared stands as a testament to our unbreakabl