Smut Vs Erotica Novels & Stories

Emma grunted, her voice low and filled with the need to show Isabella exactly what she had signed up for when she agreed to anything. “Reading lesbian spicy books is an unhealthy addiction that I have kept from you,” Isabella revealed one of her deepest secrets with a moan, while she focused on running her fingers playfully on Emma's exposed thighs. “Oh, I see. Since when have you been reading lesbian smut?” Emma squinted her hazel eyes at Isabella when her hand seemed to be getting bolder. “You don’t have to worry about that.” Isabella countered as she smiled up at Emma. She couldn't bring herself to reveal that it was since the very first day they met.

The voice is deep, and although refined, sounds dangerous. Then I hear another voice------ voices I mean. “She’s trembling.” “She’s ready.” “Slut already knows what she came for.” Slut. That words that's an insult to some makes my breath hitch, and my thighs clench together. I have never been normal, and although I'm ashamed of my needs and urges, that's exactly why I'm here; to do sick, degrading things that normal people will throw up at. Pain makes me quiver, humiliation makes me leak pussy juices down my legs and degrading words bring me pure, dirty pleasure.

I muttered. I crawled up her body and kissed her, letting her taste herself on my lips. Her eyes were filled with a pure, unadulterated joy that made me feel ten feet tall. "Are you going to fuck me now?" she asked, her voice a sultry dare. I pulled back and raised an eyebrow. "No, Eva. I'm not going to fuck you.” Her face fell. "I'm going to make love to you," I said. "There's a difference."

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

Seriously, I didn't wanted smut in the story but there were people who wanted so I uploaded. I don't know maybe I'll remove this chapter later..🙃❤

Her lips felt swollen, her pussy wet and wanting when he touched her there. “Are we doing this?” she whispered. As if on cue, Maggie re-appeared with a bottle of lube in one hand and a few condoms in the other. She tossed the items on the bed, then lifted Simon’s legs and pushed them back, until Simon was grasping the backs of his knees, giving Mike easy access to his ass. Mike twisted the plug, working it in and out, stretching Simon’s tight asshole around the hot steel. Maggie positioned herself just above Simon’s head, where she could lean forward to play with his nipples, while offering him an open cunt to eat at the same time. He took a tentative taste and found her musky and sweet, her

His jaw tightened again as he watched me penetrate myself, watched how the soft light in my room glistened on my wet, sticky fingers as they slid in and out of my tight, hairy small cunt. He watched how my face scrunched up with pleasure as my thumb brushed against my clit. We stayed like that, just watching the other, pleasuring ourselves:- the sexy, totally forbidden and unbelievably taboo act. With my legs quietly widely apart, I fingered myself faster and faster, feeling my own desire drip down my fingers from my small slit and my clit buzzing as my thumb flitted across it. My stepuncle cock looked even bigger then, and his face flushed bright red as he shuttled his hand up down his enor