Novel & Cerita Good Smut Stories

The smell of sex filled the air, musky, dirty, addictive. "Such a perfect hole," he snarled. "Gonna fill you up every day. Keep you leaking my cum while you work at your desk." I was close, so fucking close, when he suddenly pulled out. He flipped me onto my back on the couch and climbed over me, stroking his glistening cock furiously. "Open your mouth." I barely had time to obey before he exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my face, across my lips, my cheeks, one spurt hitting my tongue. I gasped, tasting him again as it dripped down my chin.

While I played with his prick, trying to get it to rise to the occasion, he found a porno movie on the TV. We had often used smut to excite us. We teased each other about doing the things in the pornos or the XXXerotica stories. The flick he had chosen to watch was about a wife cheating on her husband. I wasn’t sure why he picked that movie. I knew he was turned on by that sort of thing, but was afraid that he might get suspicious. I asked him. “Why did you pick this movie? It’s about wives fucking around on their husbands. Does that turn you on?”

Dave аnd Jіm ѕtорреd ѕuсkіng mу tits and lооkеd аt me еxресtаntlу. "Shоuld I bаbе? Dо you thіnk I'm thаt much оf a slut thаt I wоuld gеt naked іn frоnt оf fоur mеn. Two wе juѕt met? What dо уоu thіnk wіll happen іf I tаkе mу раntіеѕ оff? When I took my brа off thеу ѕuсkеd оn my tіtѕ. What wіll they dо іf I ѕhоw them my рuѕѕу?" "Uр tо уоu bаbе," ѕаіd Tоm.

She stroked my throbbing cock with deliberate slowness, her soft palm gliding up and down the shaft while her thumb circled the swollen cap, smearing the thick beads of precum that leaked from the slit. I bit down on my lip to stifle a guttural groan, fuck her touch was worlds apart from Jenna's hesitant fumbling. This was pure expertise, decades of knowing exactly how to unravel a man with every twist and squeeze, her fingers curling just right to hit that sensitive spot under the ridge.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

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

He kept stroking through the orgasm, milking himself dry, body shaking as the fantasy lingered. Panting, dizzy, and still floating in post-nut haze, Julian grabbed his phone with cum-smeared fingers. The best shots were ready. He quickly selected the full explicit album—dozens of obscene nudes—and meant to send them to his mentor, Mr. Harlan. His thumb slipped. Sent to Damien Voss. The realization hit him like ice water two seconds later.

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.