Taylor Swift Smut Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “I’m offering to help you, Savannah,” Cassian said, a small, almost imperceptible smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You’ve got rumors starting already. Look”, he showed her his group chat where his someone just sent a screenshot of the latest post made on the schools confession site. ‘Savannah Hart, the epitome of perfection is nothing but a slut. She cheated on her boyfriend by sleeping with a hot straight A dud to get herself straight As’

A small triumphant smile bloomed on my face. “You think you’re the shit huh? Les’ new pet! I looked into you and guess what, everything about you is so bland, it's boring. You and him have absolutely nothing in common. I really wonder what sorcery you pulled on him to get him to like you like that!” “No sorcery.” I replied. “Maybe he's tired of looking at your botox face and lip fillers and needs someone more natural with an actual personality rather than a fake plastic heart.” Taylor scoffed. “You think you know me?” She said trying to approach me by my men held her back. “You better go and ask about me. I can ruin you within the snap of a finger.”

For a moment, there was silence in the hall, with Hailey not whispering to her, and Principal Wayne not talking, it felt as if she was the only one there, confused about what she had just heard. Liked her? Zach? Was it possible that Hailey had started to smoke weed or something? It was either that, or she was just bat shit crazy. "Are you trying to tease me?" she asked as lowly as possible, not wanting to shout or for her confusion to reflect from it. “Teasing you?” Hailey asked, then she shook her head in an annoying way like she wanted to say "You must be stupid for thinking that” but she didn't say anything.

he whispered, as he trailed a trail of wet kisses down to my private part and I tensed, to which he quickly caught on and explained. "I want to taste you and for that I need to remove this" he said touching the edge of my panties "I promise you will like it" he added and watched me waiting for an answer as I looked at him hesitantly, wanting very much to refuse because this for me felt very intimate, I felt I would be too exposed, but then I saw his eyes burning with desire and looking at me as if I was the greatest and most perfect thing his eyes have ever seen and I could only nod.

With that, he stormed out and slammed the door behind him. Whitney didn’t even flinch. She locked the door, sat down at her computer, and opened T*****r. A devious glint danced in her eyes as she logged into her anonymous burner account—an account with over 100,000 followers, known for posting juicy industry gossip. She began typing. [I’ve seen Serena in person. She’s a hideous, hard-faced forty-something trying way too hard. Simon would never go for someone like that.] [Y’all really believe Simon has bad taste? Serena looks like someone’s aunt with way too much Botox.]

Her little dress was almost at her waist now. "Oh Jesus," Tommy whispered aloud. Now he couldclearly see both of his stepmother's holes, including the puffy sex lips and the tiny brown hole just inches away. His hand flew up and down on his penis, moving him rapidly toward a climax. Suddenly, he moaned and began to squirt his semen. The first blast flew above Tommy and splattered onto the back of his stepmother's thigh, near the junction of her sexual parts. When Tommy saw that, his climax intensified. In his sexual fog, it didn't occur to him that he might not be able to clean it off before his stepmother awoke. Sue could barely see what was happening but she knew from his groans that he wa

“As much as I want to hear your voice I don't think my ears could take any more of your hollering.” “YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH! LET ME GO!” Spittle sprayed from his lips as he shouted at my face. But since time was precious, I didn’t wipe it instead I pushed his brother’s tongue on his wide-open mouth before quickly covering it with the duck tape. I stared at him in amusement as he was making a disgusting gagging noise. “It's not that gross you know. Just imagine you're swapping spit with your girlfriend.” His eyes almost bulged from its socket the second I mention a girlfriend. I tilted my head. “I know your girlfriend,” I said in a flat voice.

“Why would I be? I wanna know more about witches since I carry their DNA. " He smiles and wraps his arms around me “well let’s go see the witch,” We’ve been sitting in a room waiting a while now for the witch to come “see we could’ve had sex. We’d be done by now,” Wait, what?. Maybe those bitches were right. I do sound like a slut Tylor laughs and I slap his arm “What was that for?” he plays innocent “stop reading my mind,” “or what?” he tease “no sex, I know you love it just as much as me if not more. "

, Brianna turned to face Mike and placed a pink manicured hand on his sleeve. “That’s all right, Bri. We’re not exclusive”, Mike was unfazed. “We’re not?” Brianna seemed disappointed. I guess she wanted to be the only one with multiple partners in the equation. “But I only love you”. I snorted. That was a little too far, even for Brianna. “Do you want to say something, flat chest? Who invited this cheap Taylor Swift knockoff, anyway?”. It’s the bangs. I really like my hair, but the comparison to Taylor Swift is a little irritating.

Ryan's POV : I stay out too late, got nothin' in my brain That's what people say, mmm hmm, that's what people say, mmm hmm I go on too many dates, but I can't make 'em stay At least that's what people say mmm mmm, that's what people say mmm mmm Opening my eyes, I was attacked by Taylor Swift, well not literally, what I meant was her song with Pearl's monkey jumping. She had already made a small hill of clothes on the floor and she was on the way to make a cloth mountain.