Novel & Cerita Smutty Fanfics

He was looking at Savannah with a mixture of lust and confidence. She was too far away to hear what they were saying, but she could easily guess that it was laced with flirtation. The confirmation came when Savannah leaned into the car, placing her lips over those of the meathead jock. They lingered there, giving anyone walking by a clear image of their tongues colliding into the other. Mia curled her lip and looked away. Great. Her new sister was dating her bully.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

He grinned when it twitched alive. “Mhmm,” Fenny moaned, sending a series of vibrations from Ali's balls straight up his lovely turgid cock. Hot streams of cum shot up from his cock, smearing her face. She giggled excitedly, pulling away to catch his cum on her tits. Ali watched as she smooshed her boobs together, rubbing his cum all over them, purring as she did.

And yeah about that question as you all noticed I have uploaded the next Chapter but ended up unpublishing it later because from the next chapters onwards, it will contain some smut scenes or maybe more I'm not sure but yeah it will be there (ps: which will be forced smut scenes) and since it's my first time writing it that to a detailed one, I kinda feel shy to upload. You know it feels weird but also so excited. But on serious note!! Are you all ok with the smut contents? I'm specifying it again *A forced smut contents* if you are not at all interested and feel awkward about that and don't want to read that then please skip that part or at least let me know. I'll put a warning note in the

My tits bounce, my wrists strain against the rope, and every slap of his hips pushes me deeper into the mattress. And as if that's not enough, he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back, bringing a knife to rest on my bare throat. Oh Goddddddddddddd! I go to the clouds and come back down again all at once. Feeling my very fantasy turning out just how I want it. Oh fuck! Oh fuck!!! Ohhh fuckkkk!!! I'm so happy, turned on and wet that I sob in contentment. “Moan for me sweet thing. Let me hear what kind of slut begs for a knife at her throat while she's being fucked.”

He smiled politely and headed to his home office. I couldn’t stop staring as he walked away. His powerful frame, the quiet authority in his stride… I caught myself twirling a lock of hair. Later, I texted my friend Sam: “DILF ALERT. Her husband is insanely hot. I want to ride him right in that office chair. I’d drop under his desk in a heartbeat. Queen Slut status incoming?” Sam and I laughed about it in our volleyball group chat. It was all fantasy..or so I told myself. Our “Queen Slut” title went to whoever had done the wildest thing lately. The previous holder had sucked off two different guys in one night.

She pushed back hard, grinding against my mouth as I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking it mercilessly while my nose nudged her entrance. "Fuck, deeper," she moaned, her thighs quaking. I gripped her hips bruisingly, alternating between lapping her clit and spearing her hole, her juices coating my chin, dripping down my neck. Her wet smacks, and desperate whimpers drove me wild, my cock throbbing untouched as I devoured her. "Damon, I'm gonna come, suck my clit harder!" Her body tensed, ass clenching, and she shattered with a primal scream, flooding my mouth with her release. I drank her down, my tongue continue working overtime to prolong the waves until she collapsed forward.

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.

"What?" "For my husband to finish what he fucking started." Sammy took the lube bottle from the bedside table and squirted some into her hand. "What, you thought I forgot about what you promised? You wanted to love me, to take it slow. So we did that, and I loved you for your restraint." She kissed me softly as she stroked my dick, spreading the lube on it. "Then you started fucking me, and I loved you for your passion." Another kiss, harder this time. "Now? Now I want you to show me what you were going to do that second night, the night you made me choose a safeword. 'Rutabaga.' I remembered it. But I don't think-- " My smart little slut gave my cock a squeeze. " -- I'm eeever going to need

My breasts bounced through my uniform blouse with each impact, my nipples hard and aching. “Look at you”, he muttered, his eyes locked onto my face that was contorted in pleasure, “...taking every inch like a fucking slut. You love this, don't you? You love being filled by my cock while we pretend to be a couple for school”. “Yes… yes… I love it”, I cried, my voice breaking. “I love feeling you stretch me, I love hearing you grunt… fuck… I'm gonna cum.. I'm gonna cum all over your dick”.