Smutty Fanfiction Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

Then at that moment, something wet presses between my thighs, causing me to jerk at the feeling. But Lord Dane holds me tightly, pressing the... fruit against my pussy, smearing the slick mess over my folds. I whimper, and he laughs softly, the sound so foreign and strange coming from his lips, yet beautiful that I forget I'm meant to keep my eyes lowered, raising them up to look at him. He doesn't scold me as I feared he would, instead, he pulls the fruit from my pussy and feeds it to me, making me taste myself mixed with the fruit-------- peach's sugar.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

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'

Tammy has her in a lock, holding her back. "I know this is stupid, but Sam just won't shut up about it. She's insisting she saw Felix Lockhart go into your house," she says. "It was him!" Sam says as she squirms around behind her sister, "I know it was him. I promise." I force out a nervous giggle, hoping it sounds natural. "In my dreams," I say. Tammy shakes her head. "Satisfied? Honestly, you're such a moron Sam, you really–"

“Just admit it. You went horny as soon as you met me.” The truth that Harriet couldn’t deny. Lucas watched her reaction as he stroked his sword over her sl*t. He was smiling wickedly as he rubbed her swollen nub. “I like it,” she mumbled. “I think it’s because I really liked it and I fallen head over heels with my mate.” It was only a few words, but their impact was powerful. His manh**d hardened and jerked as if he were about to reach his peak. A guttural sound came out from his gritted teeth. “N-Next time, ahhh… I think I need to cover your mouth too. Otherwise…”

Protective, possessive and crazy with want. I bet he'd be like that in real life too, except a lot more charming and talkative than this guy. And with a way better butt. And… ➿➿➿➿➿ I blame the book. It turned smutty out of goddamn nowhere, so it put ideas into my head. And it also made it impossible for me to put it down or for me to stop picturing Bram as the guy... and me as the girl. So, when I fall asleep, the dream starts forming like a movie I'm too weak to turn off.

Lucy is developing the ability to feel love—what if that means he can fall for someone else? "I wonder if a love potion would work on a demon..." One asks in a dreaming tone while biting her nails. "It's worth a try, right?" "Girl, now that the dumbass rejected him, maybe I could help stitch his heart together again?" Another one sighs dramatically. "With those eyes and that smirk, I would let him go all the way—imagine that face between your legs, god, I'm hot already." My jaw drops to the floor. The second girl is fanning herself with her spellbook, sweating even though it's not even warm. Mrs. Phyllis left the classroom to fetch something. And now the three girls are dreaming about my mat

Three of her little fingers jammed in and out of her dripping pussy while she rubbed her clit in harsh rhythm. "Well, well, well. Hello, slutty sis," he said coyly, smirking at her as he dug into his boxers and brought out his dick. “Sam!” Lucy gasped, fingers still pumping her pussy wetly. Her deer caught in headlights eyes. The wet, squishy sounds of her pussy being fucked. The delicious scent of her wet pussy lingering in the air. And of course, the ethereal sight of her heavenly body. Sam had never been so turned on in his life.

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

Diana said. " OK fine I will tell you but don't tell anybody " " I promise I won't tell anybody " Diana promised and Smith sighed deeply while staring at the beautiful Diana... Gosh Mysterious was really blessed to have this wonderful and beautiful damsel as a mate. " I always dream about a war, I always see myself fighting a war in a demonic form, The hairy body, The demonic red eyes and the destructive fangs, The poisonous Claws and The ancient speed and strength, I see myself destroying and killing and I see a huge wolf staring at me with vernom etched in his eyes, A huge wolf... A mighty one for that matter, Then the unknown voice keeps banging my head and the only word I hear is Esthusi