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The wet, creamy sounds of my cum being churned inside her cunt were loud and utterly obscene. Her hand slipped between our slamming bodies. Fingers wrapped around the base of my still-hard cock, then slid along her stretched, cum-leaking pussy lips. She fingered herself openly, stirring the thick, frothy mixture of our combined fluids, the squelching noises growing even filthier.

She lifts it to look at it then looks up at me. "Smut slut?" she asks. I chuckle a little and nod. "That's what's kind of embarrassing. The type of book it is. When we first showed up, we thought it was a fantasy war kind of book. Turns out, it's smut." I say. "What's smut?" she asks. "A uh... descriptive romance. Literary p**n. Cliterature, if you will." I say with a grin. I watch as she processes my words, her face going from scrunched and confused, to surprised until a wide smile splits across her face.

I_pooped JuSt wAtTpAd What about the smut you read? Will_the_devil Um... What's smut? Quinn_beach (Quinn) Bro, please, you can't use the innocent card anymore. Will_the_devil Seriously, I have no idea what a smut is. I just read the books that Caleb suggested me to. He said it will educate me about everything I need to know. The_real_prince_charming Okay, Will...can we know the names of these books you read? Cereal_killer (Caleb)

Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.” I clear my throat in shock. I never thought I would see a guy come in here to buy a book with lots of smut scenes for a female friend. It seems so intrusive. “Right this way.” I say to him, moving down to the last row of books. “You can choose anyone from here. Legend has it that they all fit into the category of books you might be looking for.” I say with a small smile. He nods politely and picks out a book from the shelf randomly flipping through the pages.

“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 looked around and laughed, “But enough of that, I want to hear about your writing. What are you working on at the moment?” I spluttered on the glass of water that I had just taken a drink from. Hmm, things always got awkward when I talked about my books. It was bad enough that I wrote about werewolves and vampires and stuff, but when I added in that the books were more than a little smutty, it would raise a few eyebrows. I certainly wasn’t sure that it was a good first impression that I wanted to give to someone who basically spent his days dealing with millions of pounds. “Oh, it’s a romance of sorts,” I said with a shrug and Dominic smiled.

CONTENT: Solo masturbation, cumming, squirting, licking, boobs, wet, teasing. CHAPTER 1 It was a beautiful fall day. Unseasonably cool at 35 degrees, but perfect for the chore that awaited me. The local Salvation Army had put out a most needed list in the paper, and I knew we had a lot of those things collecting dust in the attic. Also, in three days, the city workers would be in our neighborhood for the fall pick up. They would come by in their big trucks and collect just about anything you put on the curb and haul it to the landfill. I had been putting off cleaning out the attic for about 3 years now.

“And is crashing fashion shows a hobby of yours?” His lips quivered just slightly. “Enough to keep myself entertained. Do you read?” She hesitated, then nodded. “Too much. I grew up hiding in books.” He leaned closer. “Good. I feel your designs tell stories. And the models you use as well, take your designs to the next level.” Her throat tightened unexpectedly. No one had ever described her work like that. Not even she had said it out loud. She let out a small laugh, rubbing her arm like she needed grounding. “You’re dangerous.”

“I love reading.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re reading sex, aren’t you?” “Ew! God, no,” I shot back, trying not to laugh. “It’s a good book—with just a little smut.” “Mmm-hmm,” she hummed, amused. “Can I read it then?” “What? Hell no!” My cheeks flushed instantly. She tisked and shook her head. “You’re reading smut.” I groaned. “You’re so annoying.”

“But I need to practice my descriptions!” “What?” Nate asked. “Descriptions for my books,” Rose took a bite of her cheese sandwich.`Kam and I rolled our eyes at the same time. “Rose, I swear those books you read are just porn with a plot,” Kam grumbled. I couldn’t help but grin. He’s not wrong. From what Rose has told me, her web books are filled to the brim with sex, sex, and more sex. “Stuff like, ‘The orgasm was so intense, I felt the ground rumble,’ right?” Nate said as he rolled his eyes. “Shit like that is in my ma’s paperback romances.”