Star Wars Smut Novels & Stories

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

Shock and disbelief crashed over her calm mask like waves. Finally, her expression returned to a deep calm. She did not cry. She did not call out. She did not step closer. Matteo gathered his last strength to focus his gaze on her. He opened his mouth. Blood poured out as he spoke. His voice was almost inaudible, yet it carried a humble, almost relieved plea. “Alicia…” He forced a terrible, blood-stained smile. “I’m sorry.” His head fell to the side. The last glimmer of light left his eyes. He lost consciousness.

Sweat poured down their bodies, mixing together as they rutted against each other like animals. Lucas leaned in, hot breath against Damien’s ear. “I can smell how empty your hole is. How bad it needs to be knotted and bred by a stronger alpha.” He ripped Damien’s jeans open with one savage tug. Damien’s cock sprang free, thick and dripping, slapping wetly against his abs. Lucas shoved his own pants down, freeing his massive alpha cock — longer and thicker than Damien’s, veins bulging, the head already slick and angry red. Lucas spat into his palm and wrapped his hand around both their cocks, stroking them together in long, filthy pulls. Their precum mixed, making everything slick and nasty.

“If you aren’t a slut, why were you looking at me like that. I saw you looking from the balcony. You’re either a slut or a fucking voyeur and pervert. Which is it?? What is your name slut?” “It’s…it’s..it’s Mary” was the stuttering reply. Sara cupped my breasts in her hands, “You haven’t told me yet. Are you a slut, or a pervert, or both?” I groaned with pleasure at the erotic touch of the bikini clad girl. “I…i…quit it…please stop…please…” little tears formed in the corners of my eyes. How had I let myself get into this position? “Drop your swim suit slut Mary. I want to see your naked body. Do it now, pet. You know you can’t resist me.” The teen kept staring into my eyes. The colors. The c

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, our sweat-drenched skin slick against each other. "Harder," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Suddenly, she stiffened, her nails digging into my arms. "Atlas, I'm—" Her words trailed off as she shuddered, her body surrendering to the climax. We both released at the same time. Turning her to face me. Her eyes sparkled, and a sly smile spread across her lips. "That was..." she whispered. "Exactly what you needed," I finished, grinning. I did not forget to use protection, protection has always been my saviour.

“Lysander!” The door creaked open. “... That’s not normal,” Song pointed out. “No…” Ariadne agreed. She glanced over her shoulder. Nobody else was there. She pushed open the door and peaked inside… The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. The stars are coming. Lysander had his back to her, his fur matted, his whole body shaking and atrophied, standing in a puddle of his own urine. He was looking through his telescope. The whole cabin smelled of rot and mold. Ariadne wretched and turned away.

But the more She understood, the more She didn't understand why her lover would do things that It should not be done by men to beautiful women like Syamsa, although when Syamsa was unconscious. “It's not that you didn't text me, Brother Qomar. I was angry because of your sweet treatment to Syamsa. You do it behind me, as if you don't know that someone is looking at you. Syamsa is indeed beautiful and attractive. She is able to sedate anyone who looks at her. Syamsa is an idol on our campus, but isn't there the slightest taste that prevents you from kissing her? You already have me. But you don't think about my feelings, ”muttered Sazkia while wiping the tears that started to melt down her fa

“ You are so innocent . “ said Damian with a devilish smirk . “ How about you turn me into a naughty boy just like you turn me on ? “ said Antonio with a smirk as he bit his lip . “ I will gladly do that but by that time it will be impossible fro you to live without me and my manhood . “ said Damian with a devilish smirk . Damian felt Antonio getting al shy as his manhood got hard . “ He he he ! You aren’t that different from me…………Do you feel me that much that you actually are aching for my manhood inside you ? “ said Damian with a devilish expression as he looked atAntonio’s defences expression . “ You are my toy as I am yours . Isn’t the purpose to satisfy each other part of the deal ? “