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"What's wrong with it?" "Nothing. I didn't say anything was wrong with it. I just said it's the kind of thing only you would read." "It's a good read. Sharpens the mind. Forces you to sit with hard questions instead of running from them." "Don't waste your breath selling it. I'm not buying." "What do you read, then?" "I'd rather not say." His brow lifted. "Are you one of those people who reads smut?" The flat, plain way he said it had me covering my face with both hands.

Samantha giggled quietly, shaking her head. "I never thought I'd see the day you get obsessed over a book character, let alone a book," I commented, shaking my head with a tiny smile. I kind of liked this side of him. It's quite adventurous. He gets to read about any character, and I'd hear about it through his perspective. "The smut was great though," Jackson piped up. "That was my first time reading a book filled with that intense smut. He didn't censor anything. Speaking of, how old is that dude? He looks too young to be writing stuff like that."

He understands what being friendly is, but he couldn’t time a smile right to return the favor. Until he recorded all possible human expressions in his mind as much as he could, and could fake emotions better than the most human human. Human emotions are good. Better than rules. Rules doesn’t bend, but emotion? Emotion is the easiest to manipulate. Curving his lips into a smirk, Meph put a shade of tease in his eyes, just the perfect amount to push the rabbit a little more to the frantic side, but not enough to trigger any attack: “You mean the posters? Those are just paintings based on how people described me. It’s not my fault that your royal painter was not good at their job.”

We both got excited by that and knew we'd both have fun doing it again that night. Over the next few weeks we memorized that magazine and shared the books. Old 70's smut fiction wasn't very good but to innocent teens it was the most exciting thing ever. We'd had a few sleepovers and she'd bring the magazine with her and we'd swap the books back and forth. By this time we'd given up being shy and would openly play with our nipples through our tops as we read and talked about "would you?" situations. I was thrilled doing this with her watching and doing it too. (to this day I love mutual masturbation without touching each other, just watching and being watched and talking about it!) The next w

I asked, "Oh, so what is it then?" Trust me, I read just one paragraph when she sent me those kinds of stuff and it was full of..okay, I don't wanna think about it. Yuck! Roshini's eyes lit up as she answered, "Smut. We called it smut." She seemed to be drooling over the idea of reading it again. I was a hundred percent sure that as soon as she reached the room, she was going to change, eat, and then she would start reading her smut... yeah, smuts till late at night.

Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

"I'm sure you could read on my Kindle." And so he did; he read a few actually as we laid in bed that week. And he grinned, beamed even when he rubbed his cock whilst reading one of the smuttiest books I had. It was a reverse harem, and the scene of which I read more than once was the girl being shared by three men. I read over his arm as I pretended to read the actual book in my hand. I was horny too. "Oh, the things Josh and I could replicate," he groaned as I climbed down the bed to help him with his erection.

” I run my tongue along the lacey edge of her panties, a few inches below her belly button. “You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you agai

SYDNEY “Smell it first. Feel it.” Matthew rasped, his voice thick with lust. I dragged my nose slowly along the thick, heavy shaft. Mmm. Good God! The rich, musky, warm smell hit me hard, like a freight train, making my mouth water instantly. The scent was so manly and strong, nothing like that of Tom's. I breathed it in again, deeper this time, letting the scent fill my head and make my pussy throb.