Smut Oneshot Novels & Stories

He paused, unable to speak further. “A what?” I asked, my heart racing, my blood boiling. “We found a sex toy with Shimma’s facial picture on it. Same hair. Same everything. It’s... well, it’s a graphic manifestation of his delusions.” My heart raced, pounding in my chest like a drum. I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. This wasn’t just a fixation; it was a terrifying embodiment of his madness. The thought of Shimma, my love, being reduced to a mere object twisted my gut. Like, what the fuck?!

Even though Samuel and Camelia's wedding portrait was still displayed in the room, the two humans who did not know themselves desecrated Camelia's kindness. "Argh! Samuel faster," Simona sighed, clutching Samuel's shoulder. Her head looked up, and her eyes turned white, enjoying the sensation of pleasure Samuel was giving her. "My pleasure," Samuel whispered in between his brutal kisses on Simona. He picked up the pace, lifting Simona's synthetic ass slightly. "I'm almost there, baby, scream," said Samuel, who was on top of Simona's body and slightly nodded. "AHH, I love you, Simona."

He was leaning against the infirmary doorway, his rifle having slipped from his shoulder to clatter onto the floor. Nomo looked up from his console, his heart leaping into his throat. "Somito? What is it? You look pale." "It’s not... it’s not paleness, Nomo," Somito said, a small, grim smile touching his lips. He raised his hand, and Nomo saw it—a small, jagged patch of gray on the back of his hand, right over the knuckle. It wasn't just a smudge; it was deep, the skin already starting to flake away into a fine, colorless powder. "I guess I was standing too close to the 'seeds' during the archive breach."

My mouth watered at the sight. Kane pulled his fingers out of me, making me whine at the loss, but he just smirked and brought them to my lips. "Taste yourself, baby. See how sweet you are." I opened my mouth obediently, sucking his fingers clean, the tangy flavor of my arousal flooding my tongue. His silver eyes darkened, the scar over his brow making him look even more feral. "Good girl. Now get on your knees."

I closed my eyes and waited for it to start. Tom flicks the lighter to life and puts it over the pipe bowel. He starts sucking on the hose and I can feel the flame being sucked into the pipe. It starts to burn me. It gets hotter and hotter. My dick is much more sensitive than my balls. I am screaming right away. I am thrashing around. My dick is on fire! Tom takes a deep hit and slowly blows the smoke out, “Oh god what a rush, I am smoking your cock.” Tom moves in front of my face and shoves his rock hard dick into my mouth. “Shut the fuck up and start sucking. As soon as I cum this will all end.”

His scent—cedar, smoke, him—filled my lungs and steadied me. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't know. I didn't know I—" "Shh," he said. "You don't have to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong." I looked up at him. His silver eyes were soft, tender. Nothing like the cold playboy everyone saw. "I'm a Mute Omega," I said. My voice was raw, barely a whisper. "That means I'm—" "Dangerous," he said. "Yeah. I heard."

Do not continue out of curiosity or because you feel obligated to finish what you started. This is smut. Explicit. Unapologetic. Fictional. I am not encouraging, endorsing, or normalizing any of the acts depicted. They exist only on the page. If you choose to continue, do so with full awareness that this is fiction—and nothing more. — Kiss K ****** A Bumpy Ride Alexia’s POV “Fuuuuck… Ahhh!”

his lips curved into a small almo st non-existent smirk but his eyes remained cold and blank. “I'm your mate and well, your guide.”

She could almost still feel him on her tongue. Bea lay on his chest, had to sprawl across him a bit to get comfy and get into a position to see his tablet. She definitely bumped his cock once or twice, but that's what happens when squirming is going on. He would have to live with it. Finally settled, he fired up the book. She had to trust him to pick something good, and he had the last two days. This one was...smutty. It took after the Song of Ice and Fire series for sure, plenty of blood and death and fucking. They even threw in an incest plot line, but with a mother and son. Naughty, naughty.

"I'll show you how all the posting stuff works. And we can send it to Gemma." You smirked and shook your head, not sure if that was a good idea or not. But you accepted the phone and shifted around until you got a good frame of the shot - Sabrina's small tits splattered with your pearly cum, both of her nipples popping out, and the hickey just below the left nipple. Her smile, naughty and satisfied, just at the top of the frame. "Nice, that's a good one," she said when she took a quick look.