Smut Fanfics Novels & Stories

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

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

Author's POV : 1 month has passed since Smaran went. In this one month, he is waiting for only one thing and that was meeting his friend Amit, whose wish is going to be fulfilled today. He is waiting impatiently for Amit standing at the airport. "Hello Brother", As soon as Amit sees him, waves his hand in the air excitedly and comes to him and hugs him and He hugs him back. "How are you?", Smaran asks him with a smile. "I'm fine and you tell me how are you and how is that fake girlfriend of yours?", He asks mischievously.

She managed to fill her lungs with hot smoke before Fiana unceremoniously snatched it back. “Oh no... no you don’t,” Fiana growled as she tossed an almost empty pack of cigarettes to Pam. “I’m onto you, Pam. Who is he? Huh? One of your clients? Have you fallen for the taste of sweet cock? Has my pussy gone sour on you?” Pam topped off her whisky glass and lit a cigarette. Smoke billowed out of her mouth, in sync with her words. “Don’t be a pig,” she grumbled. “There’s no one else. I don’t know how you got that crazy idea, anyway. Who put that into your head?”

His eyes rolled back as the pain and pleasure rocked his body mercilessly. “You're a perfect boyfriend, Nicholas. If I'm a normal girl I would probably fall in love with you. You could easily detach yourself from your work when you're with me. But it's not enough. Nothing is, for me.” I squatted aligning his cock on bare my cunt. I easily slid in until it bottom out knocking me breathless. I rocked back and forth as I moan in pleasure, driving myself mindless. “You see, I was raped and physically abused at an early age by people like you. This is my way of ridding the world of its rotten inhabitants.” I grind my hips rubbing my clitoris on the patch of hair on his lower abdomen, making me mo

My free hand moves to my lower region. I bite my lip as I slip a finger through my fold — just to get the feel of it. I almost scream. Damn. Good thing I’m biting that lip. I smirk secretly, thinking that Damion will make a fortune writing books like ‘Cockiness 101’ or ‘Getting Laid For Dummies’. No, wait, ‘The Smile That Drops Panties’. “Sorry, the what?” he chuckles softly, and I curse my freaking mouth for not using its filter again.

"Take this as a win-win. We will scratch each other's itch. I won't tell anyone." "I don't deal with sluts." He slapped my hands away. The word 'slut' caused me to wince. But I wasn't one to give up; not when I had a handsome man in front of me. "Why? Do you know that sluts are the best ones to vent your frustrations on?" I took a step towards him. "This will be a one-time thing. After this, we will pretend as if nothing like this happened." The man turned to look at me. The expression of disgust on his face was unmistakable. It made me feel dirty.

His mouth found one nipple, sucking with brutal precision while his fingers slid inside her, thick, curling deep, his thumb brushing her clit in circles that made her spine curve and her thighs shake. “Say my name,” he commanded. “Jammy—fuck—” “Again.” He drove a third finger inside her, stretching her, filling her. She was drenched, his hand soaked, her core tightening around him as if her body already knew he wasn’t human. He pumped deeper, watching her come undone with wild eyes and parted lips. “Say it like you mean it.” “Jammy!” she cried, climax tearing through her in waves. He held her as she trembled, but there was no mercy in him. Only hunger. Lustre’s nails dug into his shoulders,