Novel & Cerita Smut Oneshot

silhouettes that have adorned the mud flaps on semis for decades. The smurf was on hands and knees behind a bush. At one side of the bush her head and upper chest, suggesting a bit or cleavage, were peering out. The face looking very much like Rose with a "escaped with the cookie" smile. At the other end what looked like her bare bottom was sticking out because the bush was too small. The art was on both doors, with miniatures versions on the front and back. Sam had rigged a sort of NASA grade lo-jack and security system. Rose understood.

She muttered as her legs shook from sheer delight. She came all over her bedsheets and collapsed on the bed, and a smile on her face as her body hummed with bliss. She got up, sliding her fingers through her cum and smearing it all over Damon's face in the picture, a manic smile plastered on her face. “Mine..” She muttered.

It vibrated softly in my pocket, the screen lighting up with a message. *“I checked your room, but you weren’t there. Come meet me at our secret spot—I have a surprise for you.”* A small smile crept onto my lips. Lucian. My sweet Raph. This was the perfect moment. I would tell him he was going to be a father—a symbol of our love. The thought gave me newfound strength. I pushed myself to my feet, stripped off my clothes, and stepped into the shower. The cool water washed away the remnants of Sarah’s attack, leaving me feeling renewed and determined.

I feel his grip loosen. Good. I get up, go to my room amd slam the door shut. I'm sick of this, all of this. Smoke's POV Wow, her words hit me hard. I never thought about if she's happy or not. I just made her miserable But I can't help it. I can't stay away from her. I don't understand it myself but I need her. Not want, need. Is it for sex? I've had with countless women but I don't think that's it. Just looking at her calms me.

Finally he pulled out facing me with a sly grin, lips cum-stained, hair tousled wildly. Only my breaths filled the air, as I leaned on the wall for support, eyes never leaving his... cum sticking to my butt and legs. “Buckle up sweetheart, There's more where that came from.” Rowan said, pulling out his cock from his pants, veins pulsing, cock bigger than before. “It's your turn now.”

Scenes of mating. Sienna gasps. "NO! GIVE ME THAT!" I turn it so she sees what page I’m on. It shows the male licking the female’s inner thigh. “This is your fantasy?” I ask. “They look like me. This male pleases her. You… like this?” Her face explodes red. “That’s not...it's just art! It’s fantasy smut! Don’t judge me!” I lower the book and stare at her. She is panting. Flustered. Beautiful.

“For the first time you knew just what to do. Such a good girl you are. Lick the slit.” Heat fills my chest at his words. All the smutty manga my little sister collected and got me to read weren’t for nothing after all. Hmm, salty yet oddly sweet. I lick again and again. A hand goes into my hair, gripping me tight, verging on pain. My eyes close in pleasure as I focus on what I’m doing. “Eyes up, on me. I want to see your beautiful eyes. Slow, kotyonok,” he murmurs low in his chest.

“Dad, the company did well this year. Net profit is up thirty percent. “Uncle Dylan is doing fine. He even climbed the Great Wall last month. “I have been working on a new energy project lately. It looks promising. “Oh, right, Dad, I have a girlfriend now. She is very nice. She cooks very well. “Next time, I will bring her to see you.” I paused for a moment. I put on a smile. “Never mind, Dad. No rush. Take your time. I will be fine in this world.” The wind stopped. Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell across the gravestone, across my father’s photograph. In the photo, he was still smiling, the same way he had smiled eighteen years ago. (The End)

"Delulu emergency incoming!!!!" Lila smiled faintly as she scrolled, then she clicked on a fan edit someone had tagged her in. Slow-motion clips of Kai on stage — sweat glistening on his neck, the way his shirt clung to his chest, that intense stare into the camera, the deep timbre of his voice in the background audio. Her body clenched again.

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”