Smutty Fanfics Novels & Stories

“Suck your boss’s cock like the secret slut you are.” I moaned around him, the vibration making his thighs tense. I took him deeper, until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged, eyes watering, but I didn’t pull away. I pushed further, swallowing around the thick head, drooling messily down his balls. My nose pressed against his neatly trimmed pubic hair as I held him there, throat convulsing. Sinclair’s grip tightened in my hair. His hips gave the smallest thrust, fucking my throat with shallow movements while he typed something on his keyboard with his other hand.

He roughly pushed my head down on his bulge. His wild scent assaulted me. He smelled like wild, raw fire—funny comparison. I sniffed. "Do you want this badly, slut?" He growled. "I love it when you call me that. It turns me on. Can you do that once more?" I licked his bulge. "You are hard and ready to be devoured." He didn't say a word as I untied the robe of his trousers and let it pool at his feet. I licked my lips once more before I kissed him.

this exceeded even my wildest fantasies. *I hummed contentedly, basking in the afterglow as I felt your release fill me up, marking me as yours. My body went limp against the table, utterly spent and satisfied. Turning my head, I captured your lips in a slow, sensual kiss, pouring all my newfound feelings into the gentle press of mouths.* Mmm, and you're pretty amazing yourself, Mr. Moretti, *I purred, reaching back to stroke your hair affectionately.* I never thought I'd say this, but... thank you for hating me first. If you hadn'

He groaned against her skin, his fingers sliding through her slickness, gathering her juices before he plunged two fingers deep inside her. The sound of his fingers fucking into her was wet and obscene, a rhythmic squelch that echoed in the quiet room. Bianca’s pussy clenched around him as he worked her faster and harder, his thumb finding her clit and grinding against it. She let out a guttural moan, her hips bucking against his hand in an instinctive search for friction. "You’re such a filthy little slut," Damien muttered, finally pulling his mouth away from her breast to look up at her. His face was flushed, his eyes blown wide. "Fucking begging for it like this."

he murmurs as he continues to move slowly against my body. He gently bites my ass cheek causing me to yelp, but also causing me to become more wet. “I think my mate likes a little kink,” Sam chuckles as he pinches my clit. I groan in anticipation of coming but Sam quickly leaves my little nub to move back and slide one finger inside my soaked core.

Why does the thought of me belonging to him turn me on so much? “You’re out of your mind if you really think that.” “How about this?” He lifts his head and locks eyes with me. “If I can make you cum in one minute, you’re mine.” I snort. “You’re good but you’re not that good.” “Do we have a deal? Yes or no?” “Yes,” I say with a smug smirk because I know there’s no way he’s getting me off in such short time. It’s never happened before. “Great.” He grabs his phone, sets a timer for one minute then buries his face in my pussy.

Absolutely not. Furious that I left my phone, laptop, and speaker downstairs, I find myself with nothing to do. Do I have the patience for reading? No. Am I in the mood to read? Also no. Do I have anything else to do? Another no. Sighing deeply, I grab a book, plop down on the bed, and start reading my smutty novel. Smut is probably the last thing I should be reading right now, but it's the only thing available. And honestly, who doesn’t like smut?

“They don’t always bite. Sometimes they touch. Sometimes they make you beg.” “They get stronger the more you want them. If they feed too much, it can change you.” Her throat went dry. She scrolled down to the comments. It was a storm of sarcasm and mockery: “Is this Twilight fanfic?” “Girl, get off Tumblr.” “Anything for likes these days, smh.” “Vampires feed on sexual desire? Tell him to come suck me dry 😏 lol” “Another delusional weirdo.” “You really need therapy, not a blog.”

**SMUT WARNING** Kia's POV: Zoning in and out of the discussion I remember that I'm sitting on Tyson's lap. A evil thought pops up in my head along with feeling guilty for hurting them, I start wiggling my ass against Tyson "woman what are you doing?" he whisper shouts in my ear "I'm just trying to get comfortable daddy" I whine out as I wiggle more starting to feel his reaction to my ass constantly rubbing on his package. I look at the clock noticing we only have a few minutes left. Tyson grips my thighs trying to make the rubbing stop. Smirking I stop the movement all together. Leaning my face into his neck I start biting and sucking his neck making more love bites. I open my eyes looking

She slowly lowered the book, staring at Alura with wide, delighted eyes. "Oh my god," Nessa gasped. "This is about CEO Hunt. You are writing smutty fanfiction about your own boss!" "It's not smutty!" Alura wailed, peeking through her fingers. "It's just....a little bit romantic tension" "Even when he's being grumpy over petty things, I think I'm busy blinded by how much pull I feel towards him?!" Nessa teased mercilessly, leaning against the counter. "I knew it! I knew you liked the crazy tyrant!"