Really Good Smut Novels & Stories

Sarah moaned with pleasure as she felt her pussy continued to get moistened. Sarah was close to her climax and her hips were wiggling and grinding harder and harder against his dick that was already deep in her pussy. This reaction made Mr. Smith feel like he was about to bust a nut. Sarah screamed out “oh yes sir I am cumming I am cumming your dick did this to me.” Mr. Smith felt his cum approaching as well so he pulled out and sprayed his warm cum on Sarah’s ass. After they were done they laid on the bed naked beside each other. Sarah said “sir you are the best thank you so much for making me cum.” Mr. Smith smiled and said “it was my pleasure.”

She screams in ecstasy when Emmett thrusts himself upwards; releasing his seed deep inside her. “Holy Fuck; why have you never given me a multiple orgasm before?” Simone pants; trying to catch her breath. “That was the best sex we’ve ever fucking had.” “I’m glad I could accommodate” Emmett chuckles as Simone gets off his lap to head into the washroom behind her desk.

"That's probably true, but we need to keep those balls hydrated;" she grinned, "Especially when they keep your sexy librarian happy. I've heard grapefruit juice is good for semen, too, but I'll do some research." "It sounds like you could be a cum-slut," I smiled. "Yes, but a very sexy cum-slut...well, to be more accurate, I'm really a Rob-slut." We were spooning in bed, but still talking...as we often did. I had my hand spread wide and holding her breast, it felt dense and beefy in my hand...and I felt a hardness, pulsing against my leg.

It was the sluttiest thing he had ever seen. With a moan of pleasure, Simon let go. Warm, milky, creamy-thick cum pumped out of his cock, and spurted across both their faces. Great dollops of it kept pumping out of him, landing on their cheeks, their foreheads, their outstretched tongues, some of it even in their hair. With a final shudder, Simon let the last of his load splash onto Lisa's and Tilly's upturned faces. They were both streaked with cum, some of it already starting to drip down onto their tits. The two girls looked up at Simon, both of them giving him happy, beautifully naughty smiles. They looked every bit as satisfied as Simon felt.

A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest. “Fucking drenched,” he murmured, voice thick with lust. He folded the evidence of my arousal neatly, then walked over to his desk drawer, opened it, and tucked my panties inside like a trophy. The drawer clicked shut. He turned back to me with a dark, satisfied smile. “Good. Now get back to work, little slut. I’ll be keeping these close.” The rest of the day became a slow, exquisite descent into hell and heaven at the same time.

I typed fast, pulse already hammering. First search: amateur gày blowjob compilation. Too soft. Skipped. Next: raw breeding bareback. Closer, but still not it. I muttered under my breath, scrolling thumbnails. “Come the fück on… give me something filthy.” “Rough gày dom/sub… no, too staged.” Cursor hovered. “Fück, prison shower scene? Lame.” Clicked anyway. Watched ten seconds of bad lighting and fake grunts. Closed the tab. “Shít. Useless.”

Jeane continued, “ Let us join our private parts where it hurts even, every instance of love and passion is freely given. Every dirt in our body is explored without shame, until every melodic note in the air screams our name. “ “ Fuck yeah, “ That was it, Klein was beginning to reach cloud nine. His head had gone up, his eyes sunken. The strokes he gave on his dick was hitting the right spot, fast and impactful, the rimming which Emma gave him sealed the deal, it had his anal buzzing in and out, goose bumps camping on his skin boldly like scales. “ Fuck yeah, fuck give it to me. “ Klein had the ultimate smut face, his tongue was slightly protruded, his mouth, agape. “ I'm cumming, suck me ha

Saliva sprinkled on nipples, he mouthed one full, sucking deep while jiggling the other. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Moans hushed uncontrollable, core aching. His fingers slid under the skirt now, through folds parting open, two pounding my pussy rough under the blanket. "Oh yeah... harder... fingers deeper!" Hollered inner, arching subtle. He pumped savage, thumb on clit, dirty whisper from under: "Cum quiet for brother... tits sucked, pussy fingered beside sister. Anytime slut." "Aaaaaaa..... hhhhh!" I bit my fist, climax crashing silent, walls clenching his fingers as he licked my nipple through the wave.

And as if sensing that, Derek doesn't stop, railing me harder and faster, hitting my G-spot over and over again. Another orgasm hits again when he doubles over me, twisting my nipples through my blouse, while his hips keep snapping forward, rutting me like a dog. ... Fucking me like a bitch, his bitch. Oh fucckkkkkkk! So goooddd, he's fucking so good even while drunk. How good will it be when he's sober? The smell of our sweat and the scent of our cum, of sex, mixes with the alcohol fog from our clothes and breath, the heady scent causing dialogues spill out raw from my lips.

“Suck it like you mean it, you dirty little prison slut.” I moaned around his thickening cock, the vibrations making him twitch. I pushed forward until my nose pressed into his trimmed pubic hair, the cool metal of the Prince Albert ring rubbing against my stretched lips. I held there, throat convulsing, eyes watering as I swallowed around the head. Spit bubbled at the corners of my mouth and ran in messy rivers down his shaft. I pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air, only to slap the heavy, spit-soaked cock against my tongue and cheeks with obscene smacks.