Celebrity Smut Novels & Stories

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

I went straight to his TikTok account and sure enough, the most searched and trending video was there, titled: “Caught on Cam: Steve Smith fiancée’s face is finally revealed. They both get spicy before their wedding #Mr.&Mrs. Smith #CoupleGoals #Weddingoftheyear. I scrolled through the comment section with my trembling hands, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The internet had turned my heartbreak into a meme. The comment section was a chaos: “This is giving Mafia Romance vibes” “Granny is the real MVP” “They look so good together and the girl is damn hot” “Isn’t that Camilla? I know her. She works as a Stripper at a VIP club” “Wow! She’s a Stripper? Maybe that’s where they met” and m

😅 At least the main two smuts will be posted in their full explicit detail. Though, there might be a couple of smutty parts that happened during the main plotline that might fade into black on Good Novel. And everything that happened after the plotline and isn’t relevant for the future plot will be written into extras that will be available in the published version only. The list of currently planned extras (S tag means it will definitely include smut): * [S] Noah’s and Levi’s honeymoon * [S] Levi and Noah going dolphin riding again * [S] a day in Levi’s and Noah’s married life, several years later.

“More touching, less talking. Hurry up and get naked.” [Smut scene was cut here and made available only to pa+reons for USD1 per month. The total length of this chapter is 3k words. Kindly support me as the creator for value-added content. No amount of complaining will make me publish it for free because the smut scene will not affect the story-telling. Unreasonable insults to the author without justified reasons will also not be tolerated and will be reported. Thank you for the support and if you're alright with regular content, please continue enjoying the rest of Time Cross Academy.]

She wasn’t going to allow them to walk all over her just because a rich retard donated five thousand dollars to see her pubic hair. She was a streamer and not a porn actress. Even if her stream content sometimes included borderline adult content, she would only make soft porn. London decided never to do uncensored content that would permanently damage her reputation, including sending nudes. These people could imagine all they wanted, and she would allow it. However, all her important bits were reserved only for her lover. “Here’s how it works,” she told them to calm the overly excited chat. “For every tip jar filled, I will remove one piece of clothing. You know the rules. I don’t do full r

’ It was a challenge to his ego and fuel to his lust-filled brain. The feeling of his enormous length pressing against me and the friction of the coarse carpet had my orgasm come racing. And when it did, my eyes instantly rolled at the back of my head. A hoarse scream escaped past my lips while my body convulsed, sending waves of humiliating pleasure over me. It was unlike any orgasm I've ever had. The pulsating waves of pleasure were so intense it was almost painful. It seemed to go deep into my soul, rattling my bones, making me feel dirty like a wh*re and a queen at the same time.

freaking dumbass bastard🤣😕how could you forget that I'm watching you? You're breaking my heart 😭😭😭Hina, our man😭😭😭 Anyways, this was cute, I love em both! I knew U said no more smut, but I had to

The voice is deep, and although refined, sounds dangerous. Then I hear another voice------ voices I mean. “She’s trembling.” “She’s ready.” “Slut already knows what she came for.” Slut. That words that's an insult to some makes my breath hitch, and my thighs clench together. I have never been normal, and although I'm ashamed of my needs and urges, that's exactly why I'm here; to do sick, degrading things that normal people will throw up at. Pain makes me quiver, humiliation makes me leak pussy juices down my legs and degrading words bring me pure, dirty pleasure.

Patricia turned her head toward me, cum still dripping from her lips, and smiled weakly, her face dripping, and kissed me instant within an heartbeat slow and sloppy. We shared the last load between our tongues, moaning softly in the other's throat. I looked up at the men, cum dripping from my eyelashes. I smiled. “Feel better now, babe?” I laughed through the exhaustion, my voice hoarse as hell. “Yeah… I feel a lot better.” Outside, the gala was probably still going on. Damien was probably still shaking hands and smiling for pictures, completely clueless that his wife and her best friend had just been turned into cum-soaked, piss-drinking sluts by his biggest donors and rival.

He looked down at her sprawled on his desk — blouse open, tits out, skirt bunched around her waist, legs spread obscenely, and his creamy cum already oozing from her stretched hole. “Look at the mess you’ve made,” he sneered, pulling out slowly. A thick glob of his cum poured out of her gaping cunt and dripped onto the polished mahogany. “You’ve ruined my fucking desk with your whore juices and my seed. What kind of cheap slut does that during a job interview?” Sara whimpered, her pussy still fluttering from the intense orgasm. “I’m sorry, sir… I couldn’t help it. Your cock felt too good.” He slapped her swollen clit hard with his heavy cock, making her jolt.