Yandere Smut Novels & Stories

She wanted it all Before she could answer, SM started dragging her panties down revealing her clean-shaven private area. Shania squeezed her thighs together when she felt a cold breeze brush on her p***y "Spread your legs for me…don't be shy" SM mumbled as he leaned down and sniffed her p***y. He took off his mask and tossed it away. During this process, he knew it was action, no talk. His cheek brushed against her making Shania shiver "So fucking gorgeous," he mumbled and licked her

Layla gets up and looks at my cock like she has never seen one before. "-May I touch it? Layla asks curiously. -Of course, you can. Do you know what this is? -Umm… No… I have never seen one." Layla replies, touching my cock and making it get as hard as possible. While Layla was touching my dick, I explain to her that I am a futanari, gifted with both a pussy and a dick. She is mesmerized by my dick and keeps playing with it until I ask her nicely to stop.

A deep possession was carved into his features, as well as a dangerous glint I was just desperate to explore. "You ready to take my cum, bitch?" Rafe pulled me up to my knees, giving Mr perfect a perfect view of my body. "I'm going to send you home with my cum dripping down your legs." The dirty words only heightened my arousal, and my body produced more slick at once than it had in the past weeks when I'd fingered myself silly imagining an Alpha's cock inside my cunt. He continued to fuck me, reaching around to grope my tits while Chris appeared again.

Demanding. She turned to look at me, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy. Her lips parted but she obeyed, crawled up on hands and knees, then laid on her back with her knees parted. Her habit still clung to her shoulders, but her legs were bare. Her sex was red and wet, glistening under the chapel light. “You said you wanted to be ruined,” I murmured, stepping between her legs. “Now you’ll understand what that means.” I dropped my shirt to the ground and crawled on top of her. Her chest heaved beneath me, and I could see the way her nipples pushed against the cotton of her dress. I slid the fabric down until both breasts were exposed round, pale, tipped with dusky pink.

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.

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

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.

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me."

Tears smearing her mascara while she gagged and drooled, desperate to please Sir. I pumped my fist harder, twisting at the head, thumb pressing over the leaking slit. My balls drew up tight. But the image that destroyed me was simpler: Zara on her back on my desk, legs wrapped around my waist, leather skirt still on. Me buried balls-deep inside her tight, dripping heat. Her face when she came—mouth open, eyes rolling back, pussy spasming and milking my cock as she squirted all over me, screaming my name. “Fuck...Zara—”