Smut One Shots Novels & Stories

His one arm tightly enveloping my body. Arthur smash his hand hard into the side of the cupboard retrieving a gun from inside the splintered wood. Arthur's reaction to the man rounding the counter is psyche, inevitable. He fire straight at the man with sharp precise three-round bursts that send the man falling to the ground. The other guy reach for Arthur's gun, but Arthur roll his hands down and away, making a quick swirl then his feet meeting the man's face. His head turn to the side from the kick and with a small snap of Arthur's hands around his neck he fall to the ground. Motionless.

My heavy balls slapped against her ass as I gripped her tits and started slamming into her hard. She screamed in pleasure while I fucked her like an animal. I felt long nails on my ass — Gigi had come up behind me. She walked around the bar, moved a potted plant, and pulled out a small digital camera with the red light already blinking. They’d been recording the whole fucking time.

Smith announced producing his Colt pistol again from his hostler and resumed the shooting. "My last mag" Austin said inserting a new mag in his SCAR rifle and balanced the butt back on his shoulder "They will eventually get in" Smith told us, "We gotta get the hell outta here" he added He might be right, I'm also down to my last mag with just 3 mags left for my Beretta 9mm pistol. we have hundreds of infected before us and I'm certain they will stop at nothing to make a feast of us. I could feel my heartbeat increasing.

“You ain't the one who instigated Emily to invade the restaurant and point a gun at us. The gun was fully loaded with bullets and if she had tried to use the trigger push, both of us would be dead by now!” “I thought you said she can only use a bullet in the restaurant. If she can use a bullet, how would it be both of us that would be dead?” I asked carefully. I was derailing from the real issue but I didn't mind. I knew it would be fine at the end. “I was only bluffing!” Smith exclaimed. He took a deep breath and looked into my eyes. “But after taking a deeper thought on this, I think she would only be able to use one bullet! There are several reasons to back up my claim!”

Occasionally her hand playing with her tit would move down and work her clit but when she moaned that she was cumming, one hand was fucking her dildo in and out in a white-hot heat of sexual lust and the other hand was firmly squeezing and pulling on her hard nipple and squeezing the rounded fullness of her naked tit. On the other end, Tom had been jacking his hard cock and he was talking to Julie the entire time. When he heard her about to cum, he moaned and told her he was going to shoot. He kept on stroking his meat and he moaned loudly as a first huge spurt of cum shot up onto the desk beside his computer. Then, the subsequent shots of cum exploded nearby and Tom moaned loudly to let Jul

I'd find out soon enough. As soon as the photographer mounted the platform to get some stills and the other photog sent the drone airborne I sent the call to bring it down. The aircraft fell down with a screech scratching the paint of the brand new truck and any perfect memories that mister perfect thought he'd have. Picking up my phone, I called him as the sniper patched me to a video on my tablet so I could see him. "I guess, a congratulations is in order brother man." "Fuck you Driggs!" He spat. Oh I know he was pissed. It was perfect.

Lupus couldn’t hold his anger back any longer. He had seen just how terrifying Harvey was after getting beaten up before. “Do it! Shoot him!” The disciples of the Smalt Sect chuckled coldly, stepping forward with firearms in hand. Bang, bang, bang! Before they could even do anything, Romina had already pulled the trigger. Her shots were very accurate; every single bullet pierced right through the disciples’ wrists. The firearms fall to the ground, and the impact of the bullets was so strong that they sent the disciples flying. It was a wretched sight.

If only the lady knew that any eighteen year old werewolf would do that comfortably. The lady wasn't alone. In the back of the car was a little boy, seven or eight years at most. He was playing a game on his tablet, it had all of his attention. “You like the game, right? What's the name?” The boy looked up and smiled. “Yes, it's really fun, it's called Butter Slap.” “What happens in the game? You slap people on the face with butter?" To my surprise, the boy nodded in agreement. “Yes! You have played it before? What level did you get to? I doubt you went beyond level seven, half my class didn't go beyond level five.”

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

She won't last in prison, Sam. "Please, brother! Cum for me!" Lucy insisted, falling back onto her knees just as Sam began to waver. Lust consumed him as he stroked his dick, desperate to fulfil her wish. Even if it was just this once. "Sorry uncle," Sam exploded with a deep groan, shooting thick, heavy ropes of cum all over Lucy's pretty face. “Take it, you cum hungry bitch! Every fucking drop! You earned it. Open up and drink!" Lucy eagerly opened her mouth for him to shoot his load into. Then she lapped up as much as she could from her lips and cheeks, moaning sluttily at the taste.