Smutty Pics Novels & Stories

Conan shrugged “ well not exactly , you gotta see the content “ “ what the actual fuck “ ten or so pictures dropped open from the envelope , all my words got lost at once as I gazed at the photographs that had fallen on the ground . Each of the photograph was filled with proactiveness , a girl was sitting in a dingy room on a chair , clad in a fluffy and lacy lingerie , in another she was completely naked with nipple piercings - but the scary thing was , the girl in the photos didn’t look proactive at all compared to her dress , she was covered in blood , I couldn’t see her face as in each photograph her face was mutilated as if someone had clicked on the photos and then use a sharp blade to

Stanley, who had started trembling. Louise’s eyes widened even further. She stared at the screen, unable to look away. Before the crowd could recover from their shock, the display changed again. This time, it showed a series of photos and screenshots from chats. The background of the photos showed pubs and private clubs, and the main character in all of them was Stanley. He was flirting with various unfamiliar women. He hugged them, kissed them, and even had intimate photos with rich women. The chat logs were even more revealing. They were filled with shady money deals and vile language.

Sheri said, shaking her head as she stood up and Charles typed, zooming the photos out. "No! No! Oh, God, no!" Sheri gasped when she saw that one of the photos was a close-up of an ass with a black cock sticking out of it, beneath which was a pussy whose long inner lips were hanging down and gaping apart, beads of moisture glistening from the dark-tinged edges.

Curiosity finally won. I opened it and fired up his laptop. Most of the files were boring business shit. Then I found a hidden folder called “Cream Pies Unlimited.” My pussy twitched the second I clicked it. The “Images” folder was packed with hundreds of pictures — pussies of every kind, freshly fucked and leaking thick, white cum. It dribbled out of stretched holes, ran down arse cheeks, pooled on bedsheets. I stared, breathing faster, and slipped a hand into my panties. My clit was already swollen and slippery.

anonymous site. Anyone with two eyes and a brain which wasn’t out to find shit, would figure out that many things were off with the pictures. For one, Sam had her eyes closed in many, with her arms reaching out, obviously trying to push him away. Well, guess how it was interpreted? So, turned out it was actually that she was in a moment of wild ecstasy, and so closed her eyes while pulling the dude closer like the ‘slut’ she was. After all, would you look at the way those boobs were out on display. And look at those ones were her panties were showing; the girl was absolutely shameless, taking pics where the guy was shifting her panties to finger her. They were endless – all the crap peo

Then my phone buzzed. I frowned and pulled it out, blinking against the sudden brightness. 20 profile views. 15 new message requests from the Smashers site. "...What the fuck?" Imogen leaned over my shoulder, eyes widening. "Oh my god." She grabbed my arm, shaking it. "I told you! The shirtless pics are bringing them in!" I stared at my screen, baffled. "Already?" "Baby, the second a looker like you upload a thirst trap on a hookup site, the floodgates open."