Smuttiest Books Ever Novels & Stories

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

‎With one last thrust, we both lost it, cummin together in a shaking, screaming mess. ‎"Fuck... Liliana!" ‎"Arghh... Joel... Mhmmm fuck!" ‎I collapsed on his firm chest, panting and sweating, my squirt soaking the counter. ‎"Oh Liliana," Joel groaned, "Everyone needs a slutty sister with juicy pussy like you." ‎"Everyone needs a cousin with a big monster cock like yours."

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.

“I looked them over once. These are no good. That rectangular box is full of obscene images and videos of naked men and women. There were more than a hundred of them in one file. The people in each one are also different from the other. Some have two or more women, all in different poses. They were even children who haven’t grown breast! Such depravity! And this book. I asked Ellie to scan it over. She found more than one scene depicting both men doing those unspeakable acts. They were even written in such a way that makes people’s imagination go beyond irredeemable path. It’s creatively done but how can you people enjoy reading something like this? It’s very disappointing.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

The council had accepted my explanation with varying degrees of skepticism, but none of them pushed too hard, afraid of what they might uncover if they looked too closely at the monster living among them. Now I sat alone in my hotel room, the treaty negotiations finally concluded, free to return home but finding reasons to delay. My phone rested on the desk, Sandra's contact information pulled up on the screen, and I'd been staring at it for the past hour. My thumb hovered over the call button, indecision paralyzing me, because what the fuck would I even say? 'I just killed twenty-three people to protect you and enjoyed every second of it.' 'Some dying wolf said you'd be the end of me and I

A pair of golden colored eyes peered through the smoke, gleaming dangerously at those that gazed at the cover. It was a book filled with enough filth that it’ll make the raunchiest whore flush. A tantalizing tale of a beast for a man, living deep in the wilderness with his lover. As he love to cherish his wife, gifting her with the rare treasures he finds on his daily hunt, he’s addicted to fucking her. Page after page of the raunchiest smut, detailed enough that it felt as if I was on the receiving end of his heavy thrust. God, I was horny.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.