Smut Scenes Novels & Stories

he growled muffled from under, voice vibrating against my breast. But the sucking grew bolder licking rough, jiggling both boobs now with pulls that made them bounce silent. Pain-pleasure mix from the bites, my walls clenching empty. "Harder... lick harder," I mouthed silent, arching into his face. Movie droned on, Mia engrossed in a plot twist. Jax emerged slow, blanket settling, face flushed with that wicked smirk. "Your turn to suck, slut," he rasped low, eyes dark with need. The revealing dress had done it, my boobs jiggling free under the top, nipples poking through fabric, making his cock strain against his shorts.

THEMES: Care and After care, Revenge, Mushy- strained confession, Non- sex KINKS: Touch- Her- And- Die, LENA'S POV I'm at a quiet spot in a club-------- a rare spot--------- crying my eyes out. Fuck I can't continue this way, I can't keep fucking that... that gizzard. But I love my job, I can't lose it. I sniff as I wipe at my face, only for more tears to flow; I can't believe I enjoyed it.

Satiating her womb with a load of his milk. The smell of sex filled the exhibition room. Sumire felt every part of her was melting. The pleasure is written all over her face. Their foreheads and noses intimately touches, she looked at Mort. His eyes were burning fiery in desire and he looks sexy between her legs. She could feel his erection never calmed down and it was bulging inside her tummy. Mort slowly rose with his buff, young, rippled-muscle glory. He scooped the weakened maiden up from the chair and brings her to a secret lair in his lonely castle.

Shama then went outside the room. A beautiful scene was there in front of her. A variety of flowers were decorating the scene. Shama looked at them in surprise. A table was there in the centre. Beautiful design was carved in the table and chair. “Shama, what are you staring at? Get ready for shooting the scene.” The manager shouted from a distance. Shama was given a file. She opened it and turned the pages. The whole scene was clearly explained in it. “You have to keep a sad expression…Like you miss someone. Ok? Well I know you can do it. You have done this so many times but still…Haha”

He sits down and nods at me as he takes in my somber demeanor and my puffy eyes from my quiet sobs. "Are you all right, Harley?" His voice is sincere and laced with empathy, which instantly touches my heart. "Fucking fantastic, Scotty. You gonna light that blunt?" "Shit, are you sure you want to smoke it? It's laced with meth." He adds, taking the blunt from behind his ear, placing it to his lips, lighting it, and inhaling deeply. "Yeah, Scotty, fucking pass that shit."

It's such an addictive sight that I can't help but weep and surrender to the unfathomable pleasure they bring me, all trapped and restrained by their muscular bodies as they load my holes with their cocks, causing new tears to flow freely from my eyes. "Smile for the camera, slut." My attention went to Kanji as I see him standing in front of the bed, setting up a camera stand as he clicked the record with a sadistic smirk, pupils dilated as he watched the recording. "Smile and show that pretty face, darling, c'mon."

He couldn't believe what he found instead though. Her eyes were closed, her breaths soft... it seemed he had f*cked her hard enough to send her right back to sleep. **** *** A/N// So ummm...ummm🤣🤣😭 I'm done writing these darn smut scenes the in middle of the night😩it's honestly maddening 🥵Zillon and Celeste needs to control themselves, how could they be having fun while the one who created them is suffering?☹️🤒

What high form of sultry is this? This is some S-grade smut. Some super serious hardcore smut! I can’t read this aloud! These two are at it with only eye-contact and yards of distance between them, for gods’ sake! My eyes flicker to the place where Zen, Lukas and the Empress are standing. Help! This is too much for my virgin eyes! The three of them give back confused looks. I focus my gaze on Zen. Please, use your telepathic ability and read my mind! I can’t do this!

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

You lose control when watching me behind a screen, but I'd bet it'll be worse in real time, so close enough to see, taste, but unable to touch. You won't be allowed to touch yourself either. I wouldn't give you that pleasure. I’d want to watch that thick length of yours twitch, flushed and desperate. You'd look so fucking hot all that cold composure gone until you're squirming in your place, desperate for me. seeing you like that would make me so wet. I’d take my time, enjoy watching you struggle to keep your patience, and make you wonder just how long you could actually hold out. You'll only come when I say so.’)- use this as the basis for the smut scene. When he spills and she tells him to