Smutty Pics Novels & Stories

I checked the sender and it's Shamika damn, now I really wanna know what's her style when it comes to house decorations and size, after 15 minutes of trying to open the pictures and the video I finally did " Oh shit!" I mumbled once I seen what she sent, her naked pictures, vixen styles, and our sex session video? " shit shit shit!" luckily Alexa couldn't open this stuff coz i'll be a dead man walking now " what's wrong? I heard you cursing out loud?" she came running back making me close the attachments actually deleting them " babe? You look like you've seen a ghost what's up?did you manage to open those attachments?" she asked looking concerned

He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "I've been reading a lot of adult books... Smut... my research tells me women love the things men do to them there. Can I try something out? I've been learning about how to pleasure you for so long. Reading helps me imagine you... p**n videos don't do that for me." What the hell were smut and p**n? I swallowed tightly, heart hammering, thighs pressing together uselessly around nothing. "Yes," I whispered, voice already wrecked. "Do whatever you want to me." My thighs trembled and parted invitingly. A dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.

It was a sharp, insistent sound that broke my thoughts. I told myself to ignore it. I really did. But my curiosity got the better of me. I leaned over, my fingers hovering for a second before I tapped the screen. It was an image file. I opened it, and my stomach dropped through the floor. It was Purity. She had snapped a picture of herself—specifically of her pussy, her fingers sticking into her hole, looking back at the camera with a look that made me want to puke. It was a clear invitation to Adrian.

The voice is deep, and although refined, sounds dangerous. Then I hear another voice------ voices I mean. “She’s trembling.” “She’s ready.” “Slut already knows what she came for.” Slut. That words that's an insult to some makes my breath hitch, and my thighs clench together. I have never been normal, and although I'm ashamed of my needs and urges, that's exactly why I'm here; to do sick, degrading things that normal people will throw up at. Pain makes me quiver, humiliation makes me leak pussy juices down my legs and degrading words bring me pure, dirty pleasure.

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

Phewwwww. Snapchat, a very dangerous social… can be both exciting and damning at the same time. One minute you’re just casually snapping a girl you matched with, trading innocent pics, and the next thing you know you’re balls-deep in pure adrenaline and lust, risking getting caught just to feel her body surrender to you. Imma tell you about one of the most intense, mind-blowing times. Her name was Precious ..a thick, dark-skinned beauty with the kind of curves that haunted my dreams. Full, soft tits that strained against every top, a round ass that jiggled just right when she walked, juicy thighs I wanted wrapped around my head, and those big, innocent-looking eyes that turned devilish the s

The boy shook his head and continued to chew on his puff. "Fuck! Lisa exclaimed and looked around. She scanned the premises but nothing was unusual. She held tightly to the papers and returned to her car. She checked the pictures contained in the parcel thoroughly. They were her nude pictures. She was depicted in different sex scenes with an unidentified man whose face was perfectly cropped out. The picture looked like she was having sex with a ghost. It was the work of a professional.

“Hey, nо judging—I’ve ѕеttlеd dоwn with Sam now, but damn, this guy іѕ bеіng included іn mу threesome. I need tо take рhоtоgrарhіс еvіdеnсе to ѕhоw just hоw hоt hе іѕ.” I сhuсklеd соntіnuіng to ѕір оn mу drіnk, wаtсhіng hіm ѕnарріng аwау. I wаѕ ѕurе by nоw he muѕt hаvе сарturеd hіm frоm еvеrу possible аnglе. Hе hаd certainly tаkеn еnоugh рісturеѕ fоr his private соllесtіоn.

I’d nearly come in my sweats right there under the blanket. I cropped both photos brutally—face only, shoulders up—and sent them. Tyler’s reply was instant. **Tyler:** …holy fuck dude **Tyler:** she’s a smoke show. Like MILF category S-tier **Tyler:** no wonder u can’t get hard for college girls. U already spoiled **Me:** shut up **Tyler:** nah I’m serious. U gotta let that fantasy go tho. That’s a one-way ticket to therapy and/or jail **Me:** I know **Tyler:** do u tho?

he murmured as he took advantage of my submissive position and palmed my ass. I, on the other hand, was turned into the worst version of a slut, as I licked my lips and suggested, “Why don’t you take a photo of it?” an evil smile playing on my lips. I knew he’d love the idea. It would make him do more nasty things to me. His eyes darkened as he pushed me back against the table and after a few seconds I heard a few click sounds, making me smile giddily. He took my naked pictures. Mmmm.