Smut Scene Novels & Stories

I shoved another bite in my mouth, effectively ending the line of questioning. The television flickered on above the counter then, pulling both their gazes. News. Of course. Another segment about SM and Trove. Adam jerked his chin toward it. “They’re talking about us.” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t they ever get tired? It’s SM this, SM that. Every channel, every time.” The image shifted—and there he was. Simon. His expression carved in stone, representing SM in the merger. Adam’s gaze lingered. Too long. His eyes narrowed, flicked from Simon’s face on the screen to Ajax, who had paused mid-bite to stare too. Back and forth, back and forth.

No one would suspect you and they would usually talk and act recklessly in front of you. “The weapon,” It was a scythe. A retractable scythe that could tear heavy metals like paper and pierce through anything even the soul. Using it, they can open treasures long-buried and kill anyone like nobody's business. It's a precious little thing. And it's in the rightful and very capable hands. Me. •••

Smift knew about their relationship, but didn't seem to care that it might leave some people with bad thoughts. Moreau's irises stared into the camera. She gave a smile, as the photographer asked her to touch Abihirt's arm. However, not to cover the necessary part. That would be what would name them a match, as by the time the first few shots were done. Moreau had to wait for additional instructions, watching Mrs. Smift slowly step an inch closer. The woman always with her big smile. "Now what about the lying position?"

Shama then went outside the room. A beautiful scene was there in front of her. A variety of flowers were decorating the scene. Shama looked at them in surprise. A table was there in the centre. Beautiful design was carved in the table and chair. “Shama, what are you staring at? Get ready for shooting the scene.” The manager shouted from a distance. Shama was given a file. She opened it and turned the pages. The whole scene was clearly explained in it. “You have to keep a sad expression…Like you miss someone. Ok? Well I know you can do it. You have done this so many times but still…Haha”

I've fucked many women throughout my life, but I had just realized that with Sky it was different. When had I ever recovered so quickly? I practically pulled my cock out, and it was already hard again from watching it twitch around my fingers. In the bathroom, she leaned in the mirror, looking at her lip. I stood behind her and spanked her ass, placing myself between her legs. She looked up at me and smiled as her tongue licked her full lips. I slowly sank back into her, her walls enveloping my entire intimacy, and God, when I saw her smile in the mirror, I nearly killed her.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

Her juices coated my shaft and dripped down my balls. “Harder… please, fuck me harder!” she begged, pushing back against me. I obliged, pounding into her with increasing force. Her heavy tits swung wildly beneath her, nipples brushing the sheets. Sophia’s fingers continued playing expertly with my balls, occasionally teasing further back, sending sparks of pleasure through me. Sophia grabbed the camera and climbed onto the bed, capturing every filthy detail: my thick cock stretching Emma’s pink pussy lips, the creamy juices coating my shaft, Emma’s face twisted in pure ecstasy, mouth open in constant moans.

Caution, bad smut scene, if you r under 18, I'm not your mother, enjoy. Callina joined the couples, going for Jace's pants, finally relieving the pressure, his penis was quick to poke out, with a glistering top, with expert hands she worked him up, spitting on her hand to add more friction to the red member, feeling the veins under her hand. It's been a while for Jace and she knew it, she decided to torture him a bit.

ummm🤣🤣😭 I'm done writing these darn smut scenes the in middle of the night😩it's honestly maddening 🥵Zillon and Celeste needs to control themselves, how could they be having fun while the one who created them is suffering? Either way, what do you guys think? Do I deserve gems🤗 or just nothing at all?😢

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.