Free Smut Reading Novels & Stories

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Warning: Extreme Smut! ************************ Serra’s face flushed at my words. She licked her lips and reached for my c**k again, wrapping her hand around it as she stared down at it… Those lips of hers, I wanted to devour them bit by bit. Her tongue moved, licking the tip. I froze. A chilling wave of pleasure shot through me instantly. Slurp! She sucked. My eyes darkened. "Fvck" I screamed inwardly. Was she sure this was her first time? She looked too damn tempting, too eager… though her hands trembled.

I couldn't believe I had just sniffed Amaris' panties, what a rush. I dropped the panties back where they were and began to check the drawer. In it, she had some lotion, fingernails, and a book. In the bottom drawer, that is where the fun begins. She had 3 dildos of various sizes, lube, a vibrator, and a p**n magazine, which caught my attention. I grabbed and opened the magazine and started to flip through it. There was a naked posting for each session, and there was a picture of a girl licking the pussy of another girl. I wonder if this turned Amaris in as much as it did to me.

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

"It's just a romance story I found on the shelf.” "Honey, this is pure smut!" She cackled, flopping down onto the armrest of my chair, still chuckling. She closed the book and looked at me with a smirk, her eyes glinting with unfiltered mischief. "Honestly, I really wonder how you cope. You're here looking so innocent, but you must be so sex-starved. Tell me, is that why you’re reading this despite knowing what it’s about?” I blinked in complete shock at her blunt words. "Mary, please!"

I wouldn’t know since I haven’t had any experience, the urge to tell him nips at me that this is like my first. But I don’t want to ruin the mood with my inexperience but am sure he wouldn’t care if I interrupt him either but then my embarrassing non existent sex Life seems to have catch up on me. It’s going to be fine! Smut books aren’t that far off from the truth, because at the end of the day… They do always fit inside!

I said, "I'll show you." I got off the couch, went back to my bedroom, and grabbed the iPad. I'd long since surfed away from what I'd been reading, so I navigated to the front page of the site and handed it to my sister. Her eyes went wide. "Erotic literature?" "It sounds fancier than it is," I said, "It's just dirty stories. Word smut. But it works for me. I guess it kind of gives me the best of both worlds. The stories are hot, but they also engage my imagination. I'm sorry. I hope this isn't creepy. Maybe I shouldn't have shown you this."

“Cum on your Mafia boss’s cock in front of everyone like the good little slut you are.” I shattered with a broken scream. My pussy clamped down violently around his thick cock as the orgasm tore through me. Clear fluid gushed out around him, soaking his abs and the green felt beneath us as I squirted hard for the first time in my life. My whole body convulsed, legs shaking uncontrollably around his waist while I sobbed his name. Dmitri roared, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum. He ground deep, making sure every drop stayed inside me, marking me completely in front of his men.

I shoot back. God, I’m enjoying this way too much. I could tease her forever and never get tired of it. I’m not even surprised that she's reading a book with explicit scenes, what gets me is how calm she looked sitting on that bench, eyes locked on the pages like she’s flipping through the morning paper… when in reality, she’s devouring straight up book p**n. Her eyes snap up to mine. “Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.”

"Do you mind if I read it sometime?" "No way!" I exclaim, my voice a bit too loud. I quickly blush and stammer, "Um, I mean, it's smut. I don't know if you're into that." I'm hoping he says no. I mean it would be nice to have another person critique my work, but not him. What if he somehow speculates that he inspired the spicy scenes? I know how ridiculous that sounds, but still. He chuckles lightly and my stomach flutters at the sound. "Well, I'm no stranger to sex. I can handle whatever freaky shit you have written in there," he says with a smirk.