Smutty Fanfics Novels & Stories

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.

So it was kind of strange to us when my girlfriend read the summary from a non-hentai online manga reader site. "Ka*ru is a 17-year-old virgin who has an SM fetish. He always dreams about an SM relationship with his childhood friend Na*a. One day, Ka*ru's mom decides to hide all his SM toys so he'll study for a change, by asking Nana to hide his toys. Na*a finds the leather one-piece that Ka*ru bought and tries it on, but she accidentally locks it and doesn't have the key!" We both knew what the SM meant. Sadism and Masochism. We both also wondered why this kind of manga is on that site. It's hentai, right?

AN: Thank you very much to all those who waited and were angry with me because I hang you. 😂 Char! Love you all guys! Now, you won't be hung up because I'm going to finish this, enjoy fucking reading! 😘 ------------- Smael ...

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?☹️🤒

ASHLEY His eyes lock onto mine, dim and light as if he is trying to peer through my skull and fully read the frantic thoughts racing in there. I don't look away either. I love the way his eyes move around my face, slow and steady. It's satisfying to just look at. Without breaking eye contact, he reaches out, his hands sliding into mine. He interlaces our fingers, his grip firm and cool. “You're real stubborn,” he murmurs, his voice vibrating and calm. “You should have given me a heads up first.”

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Liam slammed deep one last time and came with a guttural roar, pulse after pulse of thick, hot cum flooding Nina’s pussy until it overflowed, running down her thighs in sticky rivulets. He stayed buried inside her, grinding, making sure every drop stayed deep. Then he pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from her gaping, ruined hole. He scooped some onto his fingers and shoved them into Nina’s mouth. “Suck,” he ordered. She did. Eyes glazed, tears and mascara streaking her cheeks, tongue swirling around his fingers like it was his cock. Rita crawled forward, licked a stripe up Nina’s inner thigh, gathering the leaking cum, then kissed Nina slow, filthy, feeding it to her.

he muttered before capturing my lips in a hot and intense kiss. Next chapter will be smut😋 Don't say I didn't warn you 😛😛

Someone pushed two fingers into my mouth, scooping cum onto my tongue and making me swallow while another rubbed the rest into my skin like lotion. “Good girl,” Ace praised, voice rough with satisfaction. “Look at you. Covered in three men’s loads while your husband watches. Such a filthy, beautiful bride.” They finally removed the blindfold. I blinked up at them, mascara running, lips swollen, body marked and glistening with their cum. My wrists were untied gently. I should have felt ashamed. Instead, a dark, addictive heat settled in my chest. Damian stood there, cock hard and untouched, eyes wild with a mix of jealousy and desperate lust.

That was all it took for the hunger to come roaring back. Work at the café was hell. Every bend to grab a cup, every stretch to reach the top shelf made my short uniform skirt ride up, reminding me how sensitive I was. I kept sneaking to the bathroom during breaks, locking the door and frantically rubbing my clit through my panties until I came in quick, silent gasps. My panties were constantly damp. I texted Daniel constantly. “I came twice this morning thinking about your cock.” “My pussy is dripping at work. I need you so bad.”