Novel & Cerita Dirty Smut Stories

“You’re a very beautiful woman, Emma. Surely you know the effect you have on men.” Is my husband’s friend really telling me this in front of his co-workers, who also happen to be my husband’s friends? Isn’t he worried they’re going to rat him out when my husband arrives? To my surprise, Liam, Henry and Lucas all close in on us, identical looks of desire twinkling in their eyes. Their lust calls to my own and mine answers with a startling urgency. My breasts grow heavy, my nipples grow tighter, chaffing against my gown and I begin to grow slick between my legs.

“I’m serious! And if he doesn’t want to wear one, kick him out. No man is worth risking your health or your future.” We talked for almost an hour. She teased me gently about finally joining the “real world,” asked if he was at least handsome, and made me promise to be careful. By the time we hung up, the crushing guilt had lightened into something more manageable. It was still there, but it was no longer suffocating. What I didn’t tell her, or Daisy, was how close I had come to sleeping with my student. And how the near-miss with the janitor had thrilled me in a way that made me feel filthy and alive at the same time.

"You mean the ones where you...you know, go number 2?" "Those are the ones!" Victoria watched Isabella squirm. Isabella presented an expression of shock and disgust. "So, seriously? That's what makes the most money?" "You got it!" Victoria confirmed playfully. "That's just...wow," Isabella stammered. Victoria's grin widened. "Yep. Those videos. Scat videos. People will pay top dollar for the really disgusting ones. The ones where I take a shit, and ask my slave to EAT it!"

he says with a smirk plastered across his face. “Please no …no. Stop.” *SMACK* “Ahh…I'm a whore. One” *SMACK* “Ahhhh.. I'm a whore. Two” …..Five,....SIX…..Ten…... .Twelve….. Nineteen. “So this is the final deal” Clover fondled her head gently stroking her hair and caressing her ass cheeks with the stick. Her ass was all red and bruised. *SMACK* “Ahh.. I'm a whore. Twenty.”

Hannah lay nearby, cum leaking from every hole, smiling contentedly between his brothers. Could this finally be the end of their marriage? Or the beginning of a whole new filthy and addictive family corruption where wrong knows no bounds and pleasure knows no shame?

Story 10: The Married Neighbor’s Secret Emma could barely breathe as Ryan carried her through the back door into her own kitchen. Her sundress was bunched uselessly around her waist, his thick cum still leaking from her freshly fucked pussy and running down her inner thighs in warm, sticky trails. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, her mind spinning from the dangerous outdoor sex against the side of her house where any neighbor could have seen them. The risk had made her cum harder than she had in years.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

We licked each other clean, sharing his taste in a messy kiss while he watched breathlessly. We collapsed together, tangled on the floor. I felt completely satisfied in a way I’ve never experienced before. No more sneaking around with toys and having guilty fantasies. This was real and raw. Sarah grinned lazily, tracing a finger through the cum on my breast. “Our secret?” I smiled, content and deliciously sore. “Definitely our secret.”

Her hair sticks to her sweaty cheek, her lipstick is a smudged mess, and she’s grinning like she just won a bet. “You dirty bitch,” she slurs, voice loud enough for half the room to hear. “That was so fucking hot.” “Shut up,” I hiss, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. My laugh comes out too shaky to sound real. Her eyes glitter. “You loved it.” I look away. “I almost choked.” “That’s the point.” She smirks, leaning closer. “Don’t think I didn’t notice how you were looking at them before they even dropped their pants. Is there anything you want to confess?”