Velvette Hazbin Hotel Sexuality Novels & Stories

Men who seek out virgin partners tend to have toxic ideas about female sexuality, it's just all rooted in sexist nonsense and garbage. Virgins are usually not that great in bed, they're obviously inexperienced, they don't know how to move, how to act and they're clumsy. The innocence is the strongest aphrodisiac and knowing it's like a game-changing and once in a lifetime experience gives them the strongest excitement. It's not mostly by the actual pleasure but more about trust, intimacy and consent. An initialisation.

She pauses, and then adds in a thoughtful tone: “Actually, it’d probably be good to just mess with her that way. Toy with her feelings, you know?” “I don’t want that bitch near him,” Vivian snaps. “She’ll probably give him a disease.” “Ooh, that’s good for the next rumor,” Bernadette says, almost like she’s excited. “What should she have, like herpes?” “Genital herpes.” The snideness in Vivian’s tone makes me sick to my stomach. “Like, that’s a permanent one, right?” “Yes, Viv.” Her tone is exasperated. “It’s fucking gross. Here, look at this picture.”

"Our wedding night, baby!!" Xavier started sucking her earlobe and kissed under her ear. He trailed kisses from her nape to her shoulder and started sucking there furiously. He didn't know why Every Time he lost his control in front of her. Whenever he thinks of behaving rudely to her, she hypnotizes him by her brown orbs and forces him to do things which he never imagined in his wildest dreams. Valentina turned around in shock. Wedding night!!!!!! What the freaking hell?!!!! "What do you……"

"Unclench your legs." Celeste was hesitant, but she obeyed, her legs slipping wide open, revealing her most private possession. It was as wet as the ocean, her little pink bud shining like a star even beneath the bright artificial light. Zillon couldn't hold back, he growled possessively as he settled between her legs. "F*ck." He breathed out. His hand ran along the prominent curve of her breast, squeezing the succulent flesh beneath his palm. "Are you sure you want this? It'll mean nothing tomorrow, I'll treat you just the same."

- VALEN'S POV “Harder! Yes!” A naked Cheryl knelt on our long brown leather couch with her palms on the armrest, doggy style with nude Devin ramming into her from behind. “I'm going to cum! Oh, Devin.” Slapping sounds of my best friend’s sexual exploits in our cabin at sunset weren't what I wanted to hear or see when I teleported from Dark Wolverson. Tits, hair, and ass cheeks bounced in a frenzy as moans and grunts filled the living room.

The slick, wet sounds of our scissoring filled the bedroom as we chased our pleasure together. I was getting close again, my clit throbbing against hers with every desperate grind. Sebastian couldn’t stay seated any longer. He stood up, his cock rock hard, and went to the drawer again. He came back with the butt plug and the slim pink vibrator. “Both of you,” he said in a deep, commanding voice. “Bend over the side of the bed.” Elena and I exchanged a heated look before obeying. We got on our knees and leaned over the edge of the mattress, side by side, our asses up and pussies exposed. My heart was racing with anticipation.

She had wanted to have a slightly different atmosphere, but Les insisted that at least part of Friday would be at the Holidaze Motel. She was at least gratified in knowing that this would be another weekend of sex. She quickly fingered herself into another climax as she relived the last weekend of sexual pleasure. She had even enjoyed the pleasure of another woman, having watched her fuck four males, then she and the other woman ate each other. Helen enjoyed the taste of the semen she ate out of the woman's oozing cunt.

I could feel the wolf liquid leaking and wetting my mouth, as Veles positioned his length between my parted swollen lower lips. I couldn’t feel anymore and hardly could retaliate to my own needs and desire that subsided. Slightly pushing between my core, Veles grunted before pushing his thickness inside. My body jerked and Theodore growled rolling his head back against Ezra’s chest whose hands played with Theodore’s nipples, pinching them, and his eyes holding mine. “Who do you belong to, Hazel?” Veles growled, wrapping his fingers around my hair, jerking my head as Ezra’s hand pumped Theodore’s shaft into my mouth.

She quickly stood up, feeling offended. What makes YOU think I’M bad in bed? I could teach Celine a thing or two. But this was not a time for a sexual debate, Suzanne glared at the vampire with disapproval. “Ah yes, “ he gave Celine’s hardened nipples a tug and patted her head before whispering into her ear, “Sleep.”