Sexting Smut Novels & Stories

Chapter 2: The Reveal & First Meeting The next few days blurred into a haze of filthy anticipation. Ava and SirM chatted every single night. What started as teasing quickly became marathon sexting sessions that left her exhausted, dripping, and aching for more. She would finish classes, rush home, lock her door, and open VelvetChat like an addict needing a fix. SirM: Tell me what you’re wearing right now, thick girl. ThickLittleSecret: Just an oversized t-shirt. No bra. Panties are already wet thinking about you.

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

I manage to ignore Felix’s pine-sweet scent, forcing it out of my mind as I conjure up the dark smokines of the man I really want. When I slide my soaking core on top of Felix and ride him roughly, bouncing up and down whilst he whispers sweet nothings I think of dark eyes and bonfires. I beg Felix to grab my tits, roughly pulling down the sequin top for them to spill out of my neon pink bra. He fondles them gently, useless. I want them bitten, tormented and bruised with sucking just how I know Dex would.

I'd spent all day going through it myself. The 'E' folder was p**n. Lots and lots and lots of p**n, enough to dwarf even my own comprehensive collection. Unlike mine, though - which had a variety of different fetishes and themes to fit my many different horny teenaged moods - my sister's smut was centered around one specific thing: incest. Brother/sister incest.

I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk straight. The sexting escalated late into the night—filthy, detailed, and desperate. Seb described exactly how he wanted to bend her over his new kitchen counter, eat her ass until she begged, choke her lightly while pounding her from behind. Isabella, growing bolder and wetter with every message, sent short videos of her fingering herself on the bathroom floor, moaning his name as quietly as she could so Alex wouldn’t wake. Her fingers moved frantically, chasing the pleasure his words promised. By morning, she was soaked, aching, and utterly consumed by need.

Warning: Extreme Smut! ************************ Serra’s face flushed at my words. She licked her lips and reached for my c**k again, wrapping her hand around it as she stared down at it… Those lips of hers, I wanted to devour them bit by bit. Her tongue moved, licking the tip. I froze. A chilling wave of pleasure shot through me instantly. Slurp! She sucked. My eyes darkened. "Fvck" I screamed inwardly. Was she sure this was her first time? She looked too damn tempting, too eager… though her hands trembled.

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

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

I grabbed her fat arse and pulled her tighter, tribbing harder and faster. “Fuck my cunt with yours, you filthy slut!” I gasped. We were both sweating, moaning loudly, calling each other every dirty name we could think of. Regina reached between us and rubbed my clit furiously while we grinded. The light had turned red again, giving us even more time. I came first this time — screaming, shaking, soaking her pussy with my cum. Regina followed right after, grinding down hard as another powerful orgasm ripped through her. We kept going for what felt like forever — kissing sloppily, sucking and biting each other’s tits, fingering, using the cucumber on each other again, and tribbing in different

However, today, it is me making the rules and the time between my fingers and the device, a green light signals that a voice message will come in. "Amelia, it's Adam. I know you're not home, but, I want you to listen to this message as soon as you get in. I apologize to you for the story that came out in the magazine, not out of regret that I went out with a girl, but for agreeing to start that with you. Mixing sex and work is always pleasurable and inspiring to me. However, I understand that for you, it is a hope that we can evolve into something more. And I cannot guarantee that this will happen, I am not close to relationships and golden romances. Friendships do. And that's why ours matt