Novel & Cerita Yandere Smut

Kieran bit down on his lower lips, trying to muffled the sound threatening to spill from his lips. “Damnit,” Soren groaned at the back of his neck, squeezing his eyes closed. They cum but it was nothing compared to the real deal. Nothing compared to a she-wolf pussy. Nothing compared to a she-wolf tight mouth. Nothing compared to a she-wolf smooth, soft hands. Even the sight of her boobs and sucking it was enough to make them feel better. The scent of cum, sex and sin hung thick in the air. They exchanged knowing glances and nodded in agreement.

Lena lay in the middle of the crowded living room floor like a used rag, her body glistening with sweat, cum, and spit. Her once pretty face was now a complete mess of smeared mascara, dried semen, and fresh loads. Thick globs of cum slowly leaked from her stretched pussy and gaping asshole, forming a puddle beneath her ass. Her heavy breasts were red from constant slapping and covered in handprints. Yet despite being completely destroyed, her eyes still burned with that endless, insatiable hunger.

Riana wiped the cum off her chin with the back of her hand and licked it slowly, staring straight into Ryker’s eyes with that same wicked hunger that had started everything. Her red dress was ruined, bunched around her waist, tits spilling out, makeup smeared, and her thighs glistened with a mixture of her squirt and his load that was still leaking from her freshly fucked pussy. She looked like the perfect slut, and Ryker’s cock was already hardening again at the sight.

Warning: 18+ Content Ahead. This chapter is nothing but pure, unfiltered smut. Proceed only if you're ready for the heat. Enjoy! Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I’d never felt this kind of raw, burning need to please a man—until now. As I glanced down at him, lying there so sure of himself, that cocky smirk etched on his face, something in me stirred. I wanted to strip that arrogance away, watch it dissolve under my touch until he was nothing but a gasping, trembling mess beneath me.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

I am still busy enjoying the sensation that comes with sucking the life out of her titties. She continues rubbing my shaft and oh fuck it, it’s getting even harder. I am all psyched in the mood. I pull away fronsucming her boobs. Our eyes lock together for some seconds and she rises up from the bed. Her both hands journey to my shaft and she draws my pants down. Her hand grabs my shaft , “Oh wow! Just like I expected” she giggles in a smutty way.

Saliva sprinkled on nipples, he mouthed one full, sucking deep while jiggling the other. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Moans hushed uncontrollable, core aching. His fingers slid under the skirt now, through folds parting open, two pounding my pussy rough under the blanket. "Oh yeah... harder... fingers deeper!" Hollered inner, arching subtle. He pumped savage, thumb on clit, dirty whisper from under: "Cum quiet for brother... tits sucked, pussy fingered beside sister. Anytime slut." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" I bit my fist, climax crashing silent, walls clenching his fingers as he licked my nipple through the wave.

* "Just to feel how wet you are..." *With a sultry smile, Stefanie steps closer to Y/N, allowing their hand to rest against the damp fabric covering her soaked slit.* "Go ahead, darling," *she murmurs, biting her lower lip as she watches Y/N's reaction.* *Feeling your hand on my pussy... it drives me wild... Makes me crave your cock even more...* *As your fingers trace along the edge of her panties, Stefanie gasps softly, her body shivering with anticipation.*

The Yokai Seduction card lay forgotten on the table, its provocative text now reality. “Shall we make the game more interesting?” Kyomi whispered, grinding slowly against the massive bulge in his pants. Her hazel eyes were dark with lust. “Strip version. Every time you lose a round, you take something off. Same for me. Unless… you’re too shy, samurai?” Fugishigoro’s outer mask stayed cold, but inside the yandere roared with feral hunger. She’s offering her body. Piece by piece. I’ll memorize every inch before I claim her forever.

I panted, my brain fried, but she just smirked, that predatory gleam making my spent cock twitch. "Oh, honey, we're just warming up," Vanessa murmured, rising to her feet and yanking her shirt over her head in one smooth, teasing motion. Her bra snapped open next, spilling out those magnificent, full, pendulous globes with dusky nipples already pebbled hard from arousal. My dick stirred back to life instantly, aching despite the aftershocks. "My turn now," she declared, shoving me flat onto the bed and swinging a leg over to straddle my chest, her tits dangling tantalizingly at mouth level like ripe fruit begging to be devoured. "Show me what that pretty mouth of yours can really do."