I live out my desire to be softly dominated and forced to be nude when my best friend, her little sister and me go on a trip to Italy.

Compilations of Daerin smut one-shots to keep you entertained. All shots are Haerin G!P‼️ (this is for the hock truthers like me) ▃ ✰ This story contains very explicit content and is intended for open-minded readers only and not suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised.❗️ ✰ If you're uncomfortable, do not even bother reading for your own damn sake.❗️ ✰ Everything in this work is purely fictional and has nothing to do with the people in real life. The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed in this book belong solely to the author and do not necessarily reflect the views or opinions of any individuals mentioned or depicted herein. ▃ Note that most of these are converted fics (some of it maybe my og work) so all the credits belongs to the rightful owners. And again, I don't endorse, approve, or recommend any actions, behaviors, or ideas expressed within this work, except as elements of fictional storytelling. Plus, you are advised to exercise your own discretion and judgment while engaging with the content. (well if u enjoy it then good for u ig?)

"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

Just a bunch of one-shot smuts with futanari lesbo women :D Story will contain, Futanari, BDSM, Lesbianse, big dicks, small dicks, gay shit Feel free to send me a DM on who you want to have a one-shot next, any writing tips, or just wanna chitchat!!! (I AM VERY OPEN *SNAPS UR NECK*)

30 chapters of pure kink for all my women who love women! *** Highest Rankings: #1 in writingchallenge - 25/09/23 #1 in writingprompts - 10/06/24 #1 in 30daywritingchallenge - 04/01/25 #1 in 30days - 12/01/25

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A girl named aiah and her ex mikha lim an obsessive person and billionaire who broke up because of mikha's father.

"In the House of Vireth, desire is a sin. Especially when it's for the woman leading the sermon." Khia thought she could handle her time in service-endure the sermons, follow the rules, keep her head down and her mouth shut. But that was before she laid eyes on Mother Calii. Strict, revered, and terrifyingly cold, Mother Calii is everything the House of Vireth worships. But to Khia, she's something else entirely-unattainable, untouchable... and deeply irresistible. In a temple where love between women is condemned, Khia's sinful thoughts grow louder with every stolen glance and every whispered prayer. But what happens when her forbidden desire begins to unravel the very woman sworn to uphold the rules? Temptation runs deep. Faith is tested. And in a place built on silence-Khia is ready to scream.

A growing compilation of erotic one offs.