Reading Smut Novels & Stories

The overpowering smell of an unwashed female in my nostrils and the bad taste of her juice in my mouth make my cock twitch violently in a dance of pleasure. She moves away a little and pulls herself open. I see whitish-yellow residues between her inner and outer labia. Smegma; is a delicacy I will savor it. As if she knew, she moved upwards slightly more, enough to allow me to lick around and between her lips. I want that juice. I want every secretion that her body has to offer.

He roared in joy as his orgasm burst forth, a creamy white river of semen surging into her already stretched and battered asshole. "Well, here, Rod. Give her this," said Smokes, the fourth biker, a thin man with bloodshot eyes, as he offered Rod a small pill. Rod shoved the pill down Emily's throat. She gagged on it, but Rod held her jaw closed until she managed to swallow. A strange warmth began to spread through her, dulling the edges of the pain. She felt herself drift away, as though she were floating above her own body, watching in horror as though she were watching someone else.

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

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

I wanted to be the only man in her life – me! MINE! “I---,” she finally confessed in a small voice, her face beet red and cheeks flushed with hot embarrassment. “I read smut.” She couldn’t even look at me as she said it! Still--- “Hmm,” I hummed, barely able to hide my amusement – and relief! “Send me some of your favorite ones, will you?” “What?!” She gaped, her wide, beautiful eyes flashed up at mine as if she couldn’t believe what she’d just heard...

Smith with a weak tone covered with pleasure. Sarah said “your lips are saying no but your dick keeps begging for my attention.” She continued sucking and rubbing it faster in an attempt to taste his cum spew on her tongue. Mr. Smith gently placed his hand on her head and tilted his head back in consent of the pleasure he was feeling. He grabbed a handful of her blond hair and stuck his dick further in her mouth as he sprayed his cum deep in her mouth forcing her to pull his dick out and cough. She coughed up the cum she was unable to swallow properly and played with it on her tongue to soften It up and separate the particles to swallow plus she loved the taste of his cum on her tongue.

I rubbed my donut on Luci's sausage again. "Is that so?" his hand gripped my bum. "I'll try my best to get you more underwear so I can do it whenever I want. I enjoy ripping clothes off of you," a smirk played on his lips before he kissed me. Humming into his mouth, tasting a hint of smoke. It reminded me of a burnt marshmallow.

“How chivalrous of you, I didn’t expect for you to pick up a smut book like that to read.” “I presume you have read them too?” “I read them out of curiosity, and it was the love story is what I was more interested in. It had nothing to do with the sex scenes, it was the connection between the two characters that had me read it multiple times.” Why did I just say that to him? I’m an idiot he’s gonna know I am into those sorts of books. But for the reason I said yeah, I enjoy the smut and spice in them but it’s the romance connection that has me wanting to read them.

he muttered before capturing my lips in a hot and intense kiss. Next chapter will be smut😋 Don't say I didn't warn you 😛😛

Then why did he feel strange? “Is Milord also judging me?” asked Harriet with seductive eyes. Liam turned to her with equally seductive eyes. He took the novel from in front of Harriet and read it, saying, "Right, I'm judging you." The man started turning the book to the back part, looking for lewd scenes elsewhere in the book and finally found something quickly. He ignored Harriet's astonished look and pointed to the scene he had found in the middle of the book. It was a sex scene between the two main characters when the woman was pregnant. The male lead couldn't be too harsh and refused penetration because his partner was pregnant, but Liam who read the scene found the kissing part very ex