Smutt Novels & Stories

"Where's your phone? Let's get this over with." "Here" answers Emma resignedly pulling her phone out of her pocket. After I erase everything I went to the gym to try to vent all the anger I have built up, punching a sandbag until I couldn't give any more, at this point I had too much anger towards myself, my sister and the whole fucking world except Isabella. My sister would learn that she shouldn't have played with me, let alone mess with her, from now on she will have to say goodbye to all the expensive things she likes and live with the basics.

Reality is your dream, becoming a nightmare. "Don't just suck! Play with the darn thing. Give it some love. Feelings! Emotions! That face, fix it right this moment, show that you're enjoying it! My child, how would you please young master with that kind of stoic face?"

Rain was pouring heavily, leaving some loose strands of hair dangling around her drenched face. Her black converse bonnet is soaking wet and it felt so frore on her head. Calming herself, she listened to the voice in her head, having no other options for help. The creature before her kept grunting as if speaking in a language she doesn't understand. "Now Luna, orcs are VERY dumb. All you need to do is repeat after me, and by my signal you should sprint to the direction I told you—to that dark alleyway."

"It's a little bitter. How about I sweeten you up? Honey or syrup?" Liam's heart starts to beat faster, his face red, his lips red with a little blood from his biting and sexy moans from him as Adrastos groans to his passionate sucking of Liam on places he could sink his teeth. "His not talking so let's go with syrup." Adrastos suggests as his breath hitches making Satanika nod then Adrastos summons a bottle of syrup. Satanika takes the syrup, stands and pours the syrup from his neck to his dick which spills to his legs.

CLUMSINESS. Awkward, lacking coordination, not graceful, not dexterous. Anna Davenport had often tried to be cool and collected, especially whenever she found herself amongst people, but as her clumsiness would always have it, she had just shown that in front of two of her residents.

Beep, beep, beep... Riley hit the snooze button on her phone. Five minutes later, the same annoying alarm sounded, and this time, she didn't ignore it. It was 6 A.M. and she knew she needed to shower and get ready for her breakfast date with Ethan. As she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom, she heard her phone vibrate, so she ran over and grabbed it to see, "Good morning, beautiful. Meet me at the diner in town for 8?". She beamed and replied with a "heart emoji, see you then," text right back. She placed her phone back down and grabbed her towel, heading for the shower.

I asked, his face was in horror, “You nearly collapsed-” I pushed myself back a little, laughing. “Oh- don’t you worry.” I forced a smile onto my lips. “I must have tripped.” He wasn’t buying it,” I’m just so clumsy, Mr. Dunn.” I swallowed hard, “I’ll just take myself inside.” I began to walk to the house before I turned my head back. “Don’t tell him, please, I just-” I smiled, “Was a little light-headed.” I walked quickly to my house, trying to shudder myself from his stare.

He felt proud that he was the cause of that hardness. There was this one shy boy he dated in high school, Callum. With a petite figure, light skin and cute dimples. Yes, dimples are one of his weaknesses. They had to break up when Callum needed to go to London. He never saw him after that. It was his first and last physical experience with a male.