Novel & Cerita Sukuna X Reader Fluff

* Submissions poured in: a woman detailing her first anal in a club bathroom, the burn and fullness making Zelda's untouched ass clench in curiosity; a guy confessing to jerking off in the car to a similar tale, cumming so hard he stained the seat; couples sharing how they'd role-played it, her riding him reverse while reading aloud, both shattering together. The energy built, electric and communal, Zelda's fingers flying faster, dipping into her cum-filled pussy, then up to circle her clit. The blend of their essences coated her hand, slick and filthy, the scent rising fresh as she chased release. *Fuck, if he walked back in now...* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting

I stop in front of him without showing any reaction, while his gaze glimmer as if I were a precious gem. "Ah, how beautiful you still are, my Sweet," he says. "Let's get this over with," I say seriously. He pulls me towards him, placing me in his arms once again. His hands roam over my naked body, touching my breasts which, no matter how much I try to control them, react with excitement to his touch. X smiles and then settles me on the sofa as he gets up, taking off his suit, and shirt, and finally stopping at his pants' waistband. He unfastens his belt and then unzips, exposing his arousal in front of me. X comes closer, standing in front of me, indicating what he desires. I look at him, an

- Both growled, when Selene stopped sucking, licking the wound and closing it, then starting to suck his right nipple, in the midst of both still pumping him, until he came once more, finally releasing his cock, which unbelievably was still hard. It was like this, as Selene pulled him to be behind him, then each of them took turns groping him, removing his clothes, including his underwear, throwing them in a heap on the floor. As they took turns bending him, Luna pushed him with his back to Selene towards the wall, where Luna knelt down and without any shame, swallowed his cock. "God..." Ryujin said, amidst his screams, in which Luna was starting to suck his cock, from tip to base, while he

As Kurayami stood between his legs, lifting them into a V on either side of his waist, as she swallowed his cock, sucking and licking. Luna was eating his cum, Tsuki between screams and moans, he felt the orgasm in sets once again, between his screams, the beats inside him, reaching nonstop and without missing, without mercy, his prostate. When Kurayami came out of him. - Suck your hole and clean it. – Kurayami ordered, while Luna sucked his hole, cleaning inside it, between thrusting her fingers inside him, vibrating her tongue inside his hole, between her screams, reaching his prostate every time she fucked him. with his tongue, sucking his semen out of him until he got it all out.

Her chest rose and fell in shallow bursts, eyes dazed, lips trembling. Su walked to her, heels clicking, cum dripping with every step. The chaos around them blurred—moans, screams, thrusts—all meaningless compared to this moment. She knelt down, her shadow falling over Aika. Aika blinked up at her, recognition flickering in her ruined eyes. She pressed her lips to Aika’s. Aika gasped against the kiss, soft, broken, trembling. Her eyes widened, pupils blown. She tasted the cum still on Su’s tongue, the heat, the rawness, and whimpered into her mouth.

Pushing him onto his back, one of them mounted his cock while the other sat on his face, the thickly viscous, musky juices of her pussy sliding down over his tongue as he reached up into her with it. Krista was cumming non-stop from Sheikh Hakeem's cock in her pussy, larger than Zach's in every metric. After a time, she felt a hand on her shoulder and looked to the side to see Susan, naked, her thick ruby nipples hard and jutting out as she watched her fucking. "Let me express my thanks for the gift of sanctuary," Susan said, gasping when Krista pulled her close and began sucking and chewing on her hard nipple. "Please," Sheikh Hakeem said, reaching out for Susan and pulling her close, his l

“Let me taste you.” Before I could respond, her mouth engulfed me, lips stretching around my length. She sucked hard, tongue lapping the mix of her and me, the flavor salty and tangy. I groaned, hand in her hair, the strands soft and tangled. The wind whipped around us, cooling the sweat on my chest, making my nipples harden. She bobbed deep, gagging slightly, throat working me. Spit trailed down her chin, dripping onto her shirt. “Suck that cock like a slut,” I told her, voice rough with need. She hummed, vibrations shooting through me, her hands on my thighs, nails scratching.

Luna mutters and everyone gasps, but I think this is amazing. “Your stalker touched you?!” She let him! She let her stalker touch her. Sasha laughs. “Wait, you slept with your stalker?” There's an edge of disgust in her tone, but no one seems to notice that. “No!” Luna groans, and hides her face. “I woke up one night with his head between my legs. I thought I was dreaming, so I let him continue. Only when I woke up in the morning, his... uh, cum was still on the sheets. Then, last night, he read to me until I fell asleep. This morning, he used his mouth to pleasure me for hours.”

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??

“Fine, just make sure you didn’t delete anything in that USB.” “Of course, I won’t do that. All that I want is to have something to threaten you with so you don’t have to worry about anything.” “Then good. Let’s start your nonsense now. I still have to send Seb the next chapters of my story at ten.” Mira then looked at me skeptically, “You know what, I’m curious about that Seb. Is his name really Seb?” “Sebastian Sinclair. He’s my editor.” “Sebastian Sinclair? Sunny, you should be careful with men you know, he might do something shady when he gets to be alone with you.”