Smut Scenes Novels & Stories

“C’mon. I want to hear it.” She gasps, her voice breaking. “I really want it. I do. All of you, now!” “I am the one that really wants all of you, rainbow,” I whisper in her ear. With one hand squeezing her breast and flicking the nipple, I support myself with the other hand and drive the head of my pulsing dick directly against her clit, sliding it upward towards her opening. A loud, piercing scream erupts in the room, echoing off the walls. I stop instantly, looking deep into her eyes.

She was so wet that he slid in easily in one slow thrust that filled her, and stretched her pussy around him. “Oh, fuck!” The words tore out of her. Her fingers scrabbled at the tablecloth, knocking over a water glass. It rolled across the wood and shattered on the floor, but no one moved to clean it up. At the same moment, Mary’s hands found the bodice of Amelia’s dress. She tugged it down, baring Amelia’s breasts to the warm restaurant air and the weight of a dozen watching eyes. Her nipples were already hard, tight buds of dark rose against the olive of her skin, and when Mary’s mouth closed over one of them, Amelia sobbed.

Cum was pumped into my womb, deep into my bowels, and forced down my throat until I was coughing and drooling it everywhere. At one point they lowered me slightly, bent me forward, and made me look directly at Brutus. while two men double-stuffed my pussy from behind and another took my ass. The wet, filthy sounds of my ruined holes were unmistakable. And unbareble. In front of him. “You see this, cuck?” one of them taunted Brutus. “This is how a real team satisfies a woman. Not your weak little pumps.” The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my choking gurgles, their grunts, my screams.

Victor pounding deep and hard, hips snapping, balls slapping against her ass. Jade grinding down on Lila’s mouth, fingers pinching her own nipples, moaning loud and shameless. The mirrors reflected everything—Lila bound and writhing, Victor’s muscles flexing with every thrust, Jade riding her face with abandon. Lila came first—muffled screams against Jade’s pussy, body arching off the bed as she clenched around Victor’s cock. Jade followed seconds later, flooding Lila’s mouth with her release, thighs trembling. Victor pulled out, flipped Lila onto her stomach, and entered her again from behind—deeper this angle, brutal. One hand fisted in her hair, the other reaching under to rub her oversen

"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.

They weren’t gentle with the finish. One filled my pussy with thick, hot cum while the other painted my heaving breasts and face. I lay there panting, trembling, cum dripping from my well-fucked cunt and running down my cheeks, completely destroyed in the best possible way. The bright lights felt blinding. I was still trying to catch my breath, thighs quivering, when the director called cut and walked over with a satisfied smile. “Holy shit, Lorelei. That was incredible. One of the best first scenes we’ve ever filmed.”

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.

“Let’s just... let’s just watch something. Distract ourselves from the fact that we’re roasting alive.” We ended up side by side on the rug, our shoulders not quite touching, but close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off her. We found some indie movie—one of those slow, artsy things where nobody talks much. About forty minutes in, the two female leads ended up in a bedroom. The scene was long, quiet, and incredibly graphic. They started kissing, and you could hear the sound of it over the low hum of the TV.

Somira rode him more, she didn't want to stop and breathing became heavy with beads of sweat on her forehead. Lawrence closed his eyes and groaned, he was reaching climax and he would release his seeds soon. He wanted to pull out but Somira wasn't having any of it, she was so turned on that she became more possessive and rode his cock harder, her heavy breath in his face. At once, not able to hold it all in, Lawrence released his load of sperm into her and watched her smile in happiness.

It was just too worrisome, several thoughts going through my head and making me feel like I was making the wrong decision. ! WARNING: NEXT CHAPTER ―SMUT SCENE - UNLOCK AT YOUR OWN RISK-