Smutty Novelas e Histórias

'Les pruneaux seront bons cette année. 'Oui, Serge.' Teddy watched him fill an extra-long cigarette paper with a fat plug of dark brown tobacco - the strongest kind - and, as he rolled it between fat, yellow, gnarly fingers, he smiled, momentarily revealing the blackened stumps of his teeth. The smile cranked itself out of place and he gave Teddy the knowing look which had always unnerved him. As always, he ignored it. Serge was right, the prunes were going to be good this year. He could see them, little green bullets in clusters on the slender, mossy branches. And what about my cottage? Thought Serge. Don't ask me about the cottage now, thought Teddy. And what about that fucking awful wife

Damn him! "You're such a turn on Lori, such a beautiful sexy blushing young woman. I could fuck you all day, all night, and have you as my meals if I could. You're wet baby, so wet for me. So ready, so eager for me." He trailed his sexy words as I blushed deeper. I never thought that words only could make me so damn horny.

She was really surprised by Sisy's assessment. “Delicious. Very delicious" Amanda took the food back and put it in her mouth while still chuckling enjoying the crunchy and savory sensation of the food in her mouth. Sisy glared, then left the kitchen, pretending to go to the bathroom to vomit all the food she had eaten, but failed. Sissy tried to put her finger in her mouth so she could vomit up the food she had already eaten, but again she failed. “You keep on daydreaming, Saz? Is there something bothering you? "

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

Brandon's smile widened even more when I placed his hand on my hips. Taking our sits at the bar, we were given samples of the new drinks that were to be released on midnight. 'Lustful sin' was my favorite of them all. Rum and vodka mixed with cranberry and strawberry juice with a salted caramel topping. It was amazing. Brandon by my side, talked to some of his colleagues. I still hadn't asked him what he was doing but I thought I would found out shortly.

I stopped him. I can't be sent back to that pack. "You are..." I trailed off. "Alpha Damien of Silver Moon Pack." He said. I managed to lean against the wall. "I am a nobody there so it will be a waste of time sending me back as no one want me." I said with a deep breath. "Still we will confirm." He said with finality and stepped out. "Anyways, I am Beta Hudson." The man said with a smile. I furrowed my eyebrows at him and nodded my head. He waved his hands and exited the cellar. He is quite cool.

Meanwhile, Sumico Kammal didn’t want to be in the same car with her Brother Pete for the excuse that her Brother Pete hadn’t taken a bath so that the scent of tropical fruits could still be smelt from his body. “You obviously know that I don’t have time to take a bath again this morning, Sumico Baby…” tweeted Pete Jupiter in his disappointment. “That’s okay, Brother Pete… I won’t urge you; I won’t force you to take a bath as soon as possible. Yet, please understand my condition as well. I really can’t stand that tropical fruits scent from your body. I’ve got headache after smelling it and thus that will certainly ruin my focus as well as concentration. At this rate, I don’t think I can go on

I woke up the next morning in my usual cheerful self well, as cheerful as I could get. After I came home from the meat shop I took a hot shower to cleanse my skin from the splatters of blood, promising myself to take another hot shower in the morning to totally get rid of the smell. Once I was done, I skipped down the stairs to eat a quick breakfast. Mom must have gone to work while I am still in the shower. A five-dollar bill was pinned on the wall near the fridge together with a note.

He sniffed the scent of Violetta's body which became addictive, I don't know according to Smith it was a sweet scent that made him drunk. "I can recognize the mark in you, you won't understand because you're not a Werewolf," answered Smith. Violetta very annoyed, groaned with emotion when Smith said that. "As you wish, I don't care!" After saying that, Violetta immediately left there with an annoyed expression. Smith wasn't angry this time, he just smiled at her. Violetta's face looks very cute when she's angry. "Finally I found my mate," Smith muttered still where he was, looking at Violetta who had left him.

Nysaa jeered, her slurred words echoing down the street. This final barb proved too much for the man to bear. He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stormed back toward Nysaa, his irritation boiling over. In a tense voice, he snapped, "Listen, you intoxicated nuisance, I don't need your advice or your mockery. Now go home, sober up, and stop bothering people." Nysaa met his angry gaze with defiant, alcohol-glazed eyes. She wasn't one to back down from a confrontation, especially when she was in her cups.