Celebrity Smut Novels & Stories

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he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

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.

Wormie licked his lips. “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m asking you. Is that woman really Gemma Peake the celebrity?” Harvey smiled. “It’s true. It’s really her.” Wormie and Toady looked at each other, and they showed vicious and disgusting smiles at the same time. They had slept with a lot of women, but they had never slept with a celebrity before. At most, they had just slept with some insignificant female live streamer. They had not slept with a real celebrity.

--- For an industry that thrives on illusion, Hollywood has a unique way of punishing those who make their power too visible. Seraphina Devarcaux’s name has been trending for three straight days, attached to hashtags that oscillate between sympathy and schadenfreude. The leaked gala clip — a moment of laughter and skin contact framed as corruption — has been dissected by everyone from PR analysts to teenagers on TikTok.

I almost blacked out when I saw her message. I had heard stories about the seedy underbelly of businesses like this: smut videos, softcore porn sold quietly under the table. But could my own wife really be doing something like that? I wrote: [So if I join your club, you'll show me even more? But what is "more"? Show me. I'll join if it satisfies me.] "Oh no, that's not very nice! You have to pay to see them. That's only fair, Daddy! I promise you won't regret the membership fee once you see what I have," she purred in a sultry voice note.

My muffled moans vibrated around Julian’s length, making him curse and push a little deeper into my throat. “You’re such a perfect little whore for us,” Oliver panted, sweat dripping from his chest onto my bouncing tits as he slammed deeper, one hand reaching down to rub my clit in tight, relentless circles. “Gonna come again already? Milk my cock with that greedy pussy, Leena. Show Dad how well you take us.” The overwhelming pleasure, the dual sensations of Oliver pounding my pussy and Julian fucking my mouth, the constant creaking bed, the wet obscene noises, and the filthy dirty talk, pushed me over the edge fast.

she continued, talking in a seemingly professional manner while showcasing these obscene images. "I am a slut! A huge slut! The sluttiest of the sluts. The skankiest of the skanks. The trashiest of the trashy. The whoriest of the whores. Ever since I grew tits, I have been letting guys, and the occasional girl, play with them. I have been told I should be ashamed of myself, that no one likes a slut, but I do not care. I love it! I love being a slut! It is my best my quality. Callum, I am really, REALLY, good at sex, like, amazing at it. You do your work as the best boyfriend ever in public and I work in the bedroom."

As Sadie was still reeling from this, another news article surfaced. It was a video, showing the male and female leads entwined in a passionate embrace, unwilling to let go. The woman lay on a bed, her face flushed as the male lead passionately thrust toward her. Crucial parts of their bodies were pixelated, including the man's face, but the woman's face had been rendered in high definition. Social media users went frantic. It was not for any other reason but because the high-definition face belonged to none other than the reigning star of Stylish Entertainment, Sadie.

“We’ve been in Brilliant Media for a long time now, and whether or not Sister Snow’s behavior is improper, everyone knows. Moreover, those videos and photos didn’t happen like how the media described them to be. They’re all slander.” “There are so many companies in the entertainment industry, but which of them are like Brilliant Media, who would defame their own celebrity?”