Sexting Smut Novels & Stories

he couldn’t help but smile at how her first thoughts were of her brother, “told me he thinks you should go out. He’s really excited about the video game I set up and I don’t know if you noticed or not, but he’s been texting an awful lot on his phone. Jubi asked him a few minutes ago if it’s a girl. I think the reason he’s been heading off to bed so early every night is because he’s having illicit conversations, he doesn’t want his sister witnessing.” “What?” her eyes widened. “I think they’re sexting.” He was teasing her but as he voiced the words, he realized he was probably right. Bram was a typical eighteen-year-old man with the same levels of hormones and desires as he would have had at

My dark, glistening pussy on full display, fingers holding myself open for him. I sent it. The response was almost immediate. Mr. Alec Sinclair: Good girl. Still leaking. Still aching for me. Mr. Alec Sinclair: I can see how puffy you are. Those three cocks really stretched you last night, didn’t they? Mr. Alec Sinclair: Now come to my penthouse, I will send my address soon. Wear only that dress. No panties. No bra. Bring nothing else. I stared at the messages, breathing hard. My sore clit throbbed visibly in the mirror. A fresh bead of wetness slowly trailed down my inner thigh.

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

X L: Don’t I always? ;) x P: True, but still... X L: I promise to fuck you hard and pound your pussy until you’re screaming my name and cumming so hard you pass out, deal? ;) x P: Make me cum so hard I pass out? Promises, Promises ;) x I couldn’t help but laugh loudly again as I typed out my reply and the sexting continued until we both reached a point where I gave her a quick call so we could both cum together.

Another message popped up underneath. You went hard on your clit last night, sour? I bit my bottom lip between my teeth to keep from groaning. I felt good, it had been sensitive but slippery wet as I rubbed myself to a second orgasm. My God, was this sexting? I’ve never sexted before, I’d never dated someone long enough to get to the sexting stage. And I deleted all those F******k messages from fake account as soon with immediate effect. Me: I feel good. I hit send then immediately felt ridiculous, that has got to be the lamest reply in the universe.

Leaving that hour, the semen dripping from inside him, the semen, which looked like a waterfall, squatting down, when he saw the semen dripping. As he was pushed aside, being pulled toward Kurayami's face, running his finger along his walls, stroking his ass, there was plenty there, pulling him in, then saying. - Suck it. - Kurayami ordered, being what he did, a bitter taste by the way, to his shame it tasted like blueberries. His thighs and ass filled with purple semen, unable to keep his legs together, oozing endlessly from inside him, towards the bed.

Did he want to see my face? Hell no. I wasn't answering that. The whole point of sexting him was to remain anonymous. My hands hovered over the red button about to press reject when his message notification came to the top of the screen –baby you’re driving me crazy. Just pick up the call, you don't have to show your face. I won't show mine either. I just want to hear those moans and see that beautiful, wet pussy up close and live- My finger hovered over the screen, heart pounding in my chest as I debated whether to pick up the call. Everything about this felt so wrong, so risky, but I was too turned on to think straight. I wanted it. Needed it.

I feel the raw, aching need between us. His pace quickens suddenly. His hands lift me up and then slam me down hard. The desk groans in protest beneath us. I scream as my body starts to shake. The pleasure explodes through me like a beautiful firework. He groans right after me. His cock twitches wildly. I feel him spill inside me. Hot cum floods my pussy in thick pulses. The warmth spreads everywhere and mixes with my own juices. That sensation triggers my final orgasm. It arrives as a stunning wave of pure bliss. My pussy milks him dry with rhythmic squeezes. We cling to each other desperately. Romance seals the moment forever. The smut we just shared stands as a testament to our unbreakabl

Smut warning — He massages her b**ty and sucks her lips for some seconds and pulls away, he removes her trousers completely. Fiorella hastily unbuckles his belt and pulls down his trousers, he takes it off finally by himself. He stares at her pink lacy panties, her sexy curvy hips, this is a typical hourglass shape. Tito smirks and loves what he's seeing, he likes attractive and beautiful women. She widen her legs a bit, since she's aroused and can't keep them, he puts his hand in the middle of her pants and starts fingering her through it.

he continued, “look at you raising your ass to meet my smacks, do you enjoy getting smacked like a dirty slut?” Hmm? I didn’t know that he was such a talker. That he could talk this dirty during sex. With him, sex was just an endless thrusting session with no talks at all, it was brutal and feral and ravaging but this? The way he was talking dirty like this? It was unexplainable. “You haven’t answered me,” another smack, “do you enjoy getting smacked like a dirty little slut?” “Yes,” I whimpered in my utterly aroused state, “yes please.”