Slut Boy Novels & Stories

I love that I can’t stop. His breath scorches my ear. “Say what you are.” I shake my head, crying. “I’m-” “Say it.” “I’m your slut.” He groans like the words wrecked him. “Again.” “I’m your slut!” “That’s right. My dirty little fucktoy.” My pride is gone. My body is his, and I can’t stop needing more. “Three,” I whimper. “Good girl.” He groans, pounding harder, merciless now. “Keep counting. Keep breaking.”

"OK slut ask your Master for your punishment" "Please Master, slut has been naughty, she needs punishing" "OK slut your punishment is as follows you will remove the dildo and suck it clean OK" "Y..Yes Master" Fay had sunk pretty low over the last few days but she was plumbing new depths now as she gingerly removed the dildo from her wet slit, to her shame it made a sucking sound as if her cunt was unwilling to relinquish its prize. Fay knew the people around her could clearly hear the noise. To her mounting embarrassment she noticed a sixteen-year old boy openly staring at her, his parents oblivious to her actions.

“After everything we’ve done to secure your future. Betty has been nothing but patient. You will not throw this away because of some fleeting obsession with that boy.” They started threatening him, freezing accounts again, public scandals, pulling support from key ministers. The same old tactics they had used five years ago. But Daniel just smiled, calm and unshakeable. “I am the king now. Your threats don’t work on me anymore. I make the decisions. And I’ve decided I’m done pretending.” He stood up smoothly and walked toward the door. As he reached for the handle, his mother’s voice stopped him. “It’s that boy again, right?”

Matt and Brandon laughed as Brandon explained, "Fucking some slave fuckboy's asshole or having him suck your cock doesn't make you gay, dude. Ask anyone who's ever been to a boy-brothel, fuckboy cruise, or even owned a slave fuckboy. Hell, ask the Catholic Church. They've been involved in slave fuckboy's for longer than the laws have allowed it. If you want to fuck a tight asshole or get your duck sucked, convince your wives or girlfriends to try those out. Matt and I have only ever been attracted to men, though we certainly prefer boys the same age as my new boy here. We actually enjoy sex with men because it's sex with a man, not in spite of it being with a man. But tonight isn't about con

I took her cheek in my hand as our eyes held, so precious, so fucking unbelievably sweet. "Like fucking someone else. I didn't want to do that, so when my need for you got to be too much and I was ready to climb the fucking walls I went and let some asshole do this to my dick. It worked too, shit took weeks to heal, by then I was used to it, I kinda like it, you will too I promise."

Let alone been so unprofessional. "Slut? That's the best you’ve got?" Angelique mocks and laughs. That laugh she does when she's about to say something hurtful, "The fact that your new boyfriend wants me more than he wants you doesn’t make me a slut. It just makes you a tomboy beta with no sex appeal, and it makes me a goddess that no one can resist. But... having dirty sex with him while he's with you maybe does make me a slut. I guess you were right, then."

“This is what you get for being a backstabbing slut. Fucking your boyfriend’s brother while he’s probably crying somewhere.” The degradation makes me cum again, my pussy clamping down around his cock as I gush all over him. He keeps thrusting through it, harder and faster, his heavy balls slapping my ass. I grab my phone and start recording. “Smile for Jake, Ryan,” I moan, angling the camera so it captures his cock slamming into my pussy. “Tell him how much better you fuck me.” Ryan grins at the camera, pounding me mercilessly. “Your girl’s pussy is so much tighter than I imagined. She’s creaming all over my cock right now, bro. Begging for my cum like the desperate slut she is.”

The slut smirked and took some of his c** and licked it, then massaged the rest of it on her br***. "Turn around and bend over!" Joel said and she did as told. She was now backing him with her a** Facing upward. Joel threw the belt randomly across the room and climbed up the bed. He positioned his d*** at her entrance and slide in, generating a low moan from the slut. He took a few thrust and pulled out then slide in roughly and in a fast pace, he began to thrust in and out of her while folding his lips and his eyes, closed.

I came so hard after couple of days of my boyfriend gone, that I really needed to be vindicated as a superslut. When he finished, he asked for the payment. I sucked his dick more, and I said, "What payment sir?" "You do not think my mouth is good enought?" I told him to come back and that he could fix my piping problems whenever he wanted it so bad. "Are you ready to unload your cream inside my mouth? Then come tomorrow to fix your slutty nasty Latina slut who has no limits and boundaries and who is a lusty bitch."

"No baby, not you. Of course not. How could I think that? I'm so sorry." "Don't be," she said. "I am a slut and you know it ... not only that, but you LOVE it." "Yes, yes I do," he said. "A slut who has only had sex with six people. Slut slut slut." "Well," she said, "I've had a LOT of sex with those six people! I can still be a slut, can't I?" "If you like, dear. If you like," he said.