Smut Short Storys Novels & Stories

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

Secrets have a way of coming to light, especially when someone like me is determined to uncover them. "You're bluffing," she snapped, though her voice shook. "Am I?" Tony chuckled darkly. "Let's just say I have a few surprises in store for you. Enjoy your perfect little life while it lasts." The line went dead, leaving Violet clutching the phone, her hands shaking. A Storm Brewing

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

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' She replied being shy and embarrassed. *Going to lose the high chances of getting her pregnant.* He thought to himself and pulled her softly. 'You should have told me earlier. Let's sleep, no work for how many days?' He asked only to make her feel he cared. 'Ji 7 days.' She replied. ***************** Smriti looked at her sister from window. She looked happy actually she was glowing. She came into the garden and started watering the plants. She loved gardening. Smriti went back hurriedly before she could see her.

I was trying not to loose my cool and kill them. Shweta rolled her eyes at her mother's answer. I and Samar looked at each other and smiled. "Oh hoo.... Don't worry. I am already full. So..." Saying this Samar cut half of his paratha and gave it to Dhruv and I gave half to Maa. Dhruv shook his head and said "I am already full, Chote...you have it ." And he returned that half to Samar. (A/n : Dhruv calls Samar "Chote" lovingly as he is his younger brother)

They were simply officemates who find comfort in each other by sharing each other's body heat, a superior and an underling who disclose each other's burdens and frustrations through strong penetrations, tightly entwined fingers, and erotic moans. "Was I?" he asked, his nose scrunching and brows close to kissing in confusion. He looked away from her flushed face to see the cigarette that was losing a quarter of its body while hanging loosely between his right hand's fingers, continuously emanated a long, slender smoke that comforted and annoyed his burning nose at the same time. He lifted his right hand and took a puff of his cigarette, once he had enough, he blew the fume off from his lips.

It was winter now; the whole Kingdome was covered in snow. Shama was standing near the window. Snowflakes were falling from the sky covering the whole garden with snow. Shama wore a woollen cloak over her large gown. She sipped the coffee as she continued staring outside. She exhaled her hot breath on the window glass which formed fog on the window. She made two dots and a curved line forming a smiley face on the window. She tried to stretch her mouth and smile but it looked scary and weird. She totally forgot how to smile.

The walked up to me,without hesitation two went on their knees and one stood ,and Jamie dropped his pants to the ground ,standing there ,with his dick erect,and leaking precum,they all stared at me hungrily,I smiled satisfactorily. Let’s just hope they are as nasty as I would like. Want me to lick up all of James pre-cum,mommy?" Sam ,innocently but like he had done that many times,like he enjoyed it,He slowly took off the plain, white briefs he wore, exposing a trimmed groin glistening with his own fluids.,his dick a bit smaller than his brothers but still as girthy. “ Do you want too..baby?” I asked in a hushed but sexy tone,his eyes glistening with lust.

Story written with a randomly generated story as the base. Street Dog looked at the delicious sausage in his hands and felt hungry. He walked over to the hole in his cardboard box where the snow-wet street reflected his dangerous surroundings. He had always hated the dark Slum with its disturbed, dull dirty. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to violence and always let him hungry as if no amount of sausage would ever fill the hole in his belly. He was a mut, he was street dog.