Dream Team Smut Novels & Stories

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

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

Josie asked. Samantha glanced at where Dream and Ashton who were chatting and laughing before looking back him and nodding. "Sure." "Jeez! You're one hell of a cunt." Dream cursed, hitting his shoulder. After Ashton successfully calmed her down, they began to talk about random things. He was currently telling her how he embarrassed a girl in Korea. "No more cursing baby." He teased, using his index finger to touch the tip of her nose. Dream tried to stop herself from blushing as soon as she heard him call her a pet name.

"One last one for the road. She shattered under his touch, a quick, sharp orgasm rippling through her, pussy clenching on nothing, juices slicking his fingers. Jax grinned, feral and satisfied, bringing them to his mouth for a final taste. SLUT SQUAD!! If you are reading this, you're pronounced "Dirty Slut Seeker" part of the Dirty Slut Seekers! We all have fantasies don't we? Bet your cock's throbbing, or your pussy's soaked right now, panties shoved aside as you read every single filthy fuck dream. Did you edge or cum untouched, or touch yourself? Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Beg for more? Spill your dirtiest

Teaching Emma to walk into dreams wasn’t one of Daniel’s better ideas because now she did it with ease. He watched as she snapped her fingers and the door appeared. Daniel regretted that he had made sure she could put up one hell of a fight in dreams. He hid behind some trees and began to fire off spells at her. Emma blocked each one and landed a few good hits. Even today he still has the scars to remember that night. He had taught her how to protect herself in dreams just in case one of the many demons that wanted to make a name for themselves might

“You want pretty? Watch ballet.” “Or your sex tape,” Damien chimed in, winking as he tossed his gloves into his duffel. The boys lost it. “Ayeeee!” Avery whooped. “We got the national champ and certified slut!” I rolled my eyes, but smiled anyway. They were loud, messy, and a little stupid. Silverhollow Storm. My brothers. My team. “Seriously,” Damien said, grinning as he sat beside me. “That goal was fucking evil. You see Reyes’s face?”

I screamed around Ethan’s shaft. We came together in a sweaty, filthy explosion. Dylan flooded my pussy with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Carter unloaded deep in my ass, the overflow leaking out around his shaft. Ethan pulled out and painted my face and tits with rope after rope of thick white cum. I kept cumming, body shaking, holes clenching, milking every last drop. We collapsed in a sticky, cum-drenched heap. Cum oozed from my stretched pussy and asshole, dripped down my thighs, and coated my chin, cheeks, and heaving breasts. My hair was a mess, my makeup ruined. I looked like the perfect used-up slut.

Hitting against his throat like it had personally offended him. Jaxon was sandwiched between them. His mouth and ass hole filled with their huge cocks. Dima set the pace—hard, rolling thrusts that drove Jaxon forward again and again. The room filled with the sounds of skin, breath, and praise. “That’s it,” Marek murmured, brushing away tears. “Taking both of us like it’s exactly where you belong.” “Best line in the league,” Dima grunted, speeding up. “Everywhere.” Jaxon could only whine, cock dripping untouched onto the floor as his legs trembled.

Damien's voice pulls me out of my head and back to my environment. "Are you deaf or something? Come back here and tell me why you were smiling! "He screams and I smile. Why does he seem so frustrated? "Didn't your fucking mother teach you how to behave around your superiors!? "He screams and all the blood in my face freezes. What did he just call my mom?

I convulsed under him, screaming, my muscles clamping down, milking him. Damien shouted my name and came with a guttural sound, his cock buried deep, spilling into the condom as his body went rigid over mine. We collapsed together, tangled and breathless. The room was spinning. My limbs shook and my wrists were still tied behind me. I was a mess but I didn’t care! All I cared about was him and being with him makes me realize that just one taste can never ever be enough…..