Smutty Novels & Stories

Till It Hurts - Yellow Claw 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Shame? I am extremely embarrassed, because I was shocked that my mother could say that. I think I want to wrap my face with the condom earlier. Embarrassing!

Behind those ever so indulging words were rotten and filthy intentions. "Your fortress? Since when did it became yours? You don't only steal people's lives but also their things. Are you that hungry for attention? I wonder where that thick face of yours was made of? From the sewers or from the toilets? You don't only reek of their smell but you also carried them on your face," Tarah responded firmly in pure disgust. After that, she spat in front of Purple Smoke's feet. "You little stray dog!" Purple Smoke's face turned red in just a blink of an eye afterwards.

SSHS 159 “What do you mean? It actually smells nice. Like strawberries.” Excami said as she was confused as to why Albert was scrunching and pinching his nose. “I smell jackfruit.” Hestia said, though she was also puzzled by the situation. It is unusual already for her to smell jackfruit at their location, but it was also unusual that Excami was smelling something else and Albert was grossed out by it. Then something clicked in her mind. She sniffed the air again and began walking to the direction she thought the source of the smell was coming from. “Hestia, where are you going?” Excami asked. Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all.

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

щ（ﾟДﾟщ） …A-alright… so… actually… he… um… still… found him a bit… a bit… just a bit…. cute… (／≧ω＼) ♡ Author Note Haha, I just love those totally inappropriate sounding chapter titles 😂 Once the actual smut chapter is published, you'll just think "author trolling again" and then "Woooah! The title actually happened?! Nani?!?"

This particular evening, she excused Isa to our bedroom, before looking me in my eyes and whispering, “He’s gone out of his mind totally child, out his mind! Just do what he asks, and we will prove him the fool.” Confused, I allowed mama to lead me into their bedroom; to my surprise there was no one else in the room except Smitty. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, sweating bullets, shaking, and holding a pink cardboard box. He threw the box to me and said, “Piss on the stick. Your whore ass ain’t had no period in 2 got damn months and I swear as God be my witness girl if yo’ ass pregnant you can call it curtains!”

Brian did not trust her and hence he could not eat with her. “Hmmm…” Brian makes voice without opening his mouth. “So shall we begin?” Sandra asked with a sweet smile. “Sure. Can’t wait” Brian said in excitement. Sandra served Brian and Brian shared puzzled look with Sandra. “What is wrong? Don’t you like mutton?” Sandra asked. “It’s not like that. I have kind of allergy. I thought you must remember that” Brian said with questioning eyes. “Who gets allergy from mutton?” Sandra said in confusion.

We reach Alpha Tate’s office, and he invites Nathan and me inside. A man walks in with a tray of small glass cups and a bottle of whisky. ‘This is my Beta, Sam,' Alpha Tate says, introducing the guy with messy hair and a large stomach. Sam wears a sleeveless white shirt covered with some crumbs from the food he has eaten. His teeth are dirty, and it appears Sam has never made contact with a toothbrush. He also has a beard that still has remnants of food. He looks dirty and unkempt like the rest of the pack, and it seems only their Alpha is clean and tidy.

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

“In the cauldron boil and bake” “Eww it stinks”. A sweet stink of rotten meat arises from the bowl. “It’s the leaves that smell like that, unfortunately it rubs off a bit on the fruit”. Gudrun says with a grin. “So we are covering the smell up with some eye of newt”. Siri hands Gudrun a cup with little black balls. “Please tell me it’s not really eyes ?” I am not sure what to expect. “It is seeds from charlock, but they do look like eyes right ?”