Taylor Swift Smut Novels & Stories

He laughs before the upbeat rhythm of Tayler Swift radiates in my ear. " No. You didn't!" I laugh at the corny gesture. " Oh, yes. Yes I did. We're bringing it back to the middle school playlist. Back when you were obsessed with Taylor swift." He tells me as he flashes the phone so I can read he's labeled the playlist Selene's middle school faves. We both laugh as we reminisce on all the fun we once had.

I asked him Are you never tired of getting into trouble?” he retorted. I scoffed. Am I always getting into trouble? Yep. Am I tired of it? Nope. The song changed again and ‘Me’ by Taylor swift and Brendan Urie started playing. I know that I’m a handful baby huh, I know that I never think before I jump, and you are the kind of guy the ladies want… and there’s a lot of cool chicks out there. They were all looking at me in surprise. What? Sue me for being a swiftie and loving Taylor Swift and being addicted to her songs.

I’m a fucking man we notice everything okay. I step out of my boxers. I couldn’t help myself; my right hand came up to my length and I slowly rubbed myself out from the view of her. Taylor swift and Amara’s singing fills the room. This is so fucking sexy. As she dances her hands glide down her sides. Her right hand goes down between her legs. “Well, isn’t my wife horny…” I speak out. Amara jumps and turns to me. “You mother fucker!” she screams out.

Just enough. So it landed on my cheek. A soft sound escaped the crowd. Surprise. Confusion. Whispers already starting. Taylor froze for half a second before pulling back, her smile still in place but tighter now. “Keep embarrassing me,” she whispered, her lips barely moving, “and I promise you, I’ll hunt down your little slut myself.” My expression didn’t change. But something dark settled in my chest. “Try it,” I said just as quietly. “I dare you.”

Naturally, I didn’t. “You should smile more. You look less likely to stab someone when you do.” He raised an eyebrow. “And ruin my reputation?” “Fair point.” For half a heartbeat, there was something like warmth in his expression — fleeting, almost gentle — before he looked away again. The kind of almost-smile that makes you wonder if you imagined it. I hated that it made my stomach flip. I really hated that. ⸻ Taylor stormed past, clutching a half-burned map. “If anyone sets another tent on fire, I feed them to the nearest bear!”

Yes, now I remember the supervisor of the market. "Sorry sir, I was on a…." "Blind date?" "....." "Oh! I just guessed because a job pursuing women with A class qualification must not go to blind dates. But was it even a blind date?" "Well…no I just met an old guy" Cali got interrupted by Taylor? Yes. Indeed. She would get as her subordinate has so many girls over his heels. "Old guy huh? Interesting. Mind if I make you busy for the weekend?" Taylor swifts beside the glass door as he pulls open it.

I blurted out in an attempt to kill the chain of thoughts rising in my head, as well as to offend him. “When you talk so dirty, baby, you turn me on.” He muttered through lips gliding awakening kisses down my neck. “You’re so fucking cute when you come on to me.” He nibbled and sucked on the skin, leaving hickeys. “That’s not what I was doing.” I protested with a struggle. How on earth did his smutty brain misunderstand the insult? “I ―” His finger silenced me, pressing my lips still. Another finger snuck past the hem of my pajama shorts. I sucked in sharp breaths as his finger slipped inside my panties and stroked my wet slit. Tingles erupt at the bottom of my stomach and my body shuddered.

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.

My walk of shame pic was truly appalling. "You'll love this one." Brack turned the screen toward me so I had a straight on view of a Twitter post. @smutkisses O Stradmore tennis's darling debutante seen after bathroom tryst with unknown sex god bitly.com/X2_LY8 I almost spit out my coffee. "I'll find @smutkisses and force a tennis ball down her throat for the 'debutante' comment." I clicked on the link and covered my eyes when I saw the picture of me and Brack. He had a bit of lace clearly hanging from his pocket. "Where is that thong?"

freaking dumbass bastard🤣😕how could you forget that I'm watching you? You're breaking my heart 😭😭😭Hina, our man😭😭😭 Anyways, this was cute, I love em both! I knew U said no more smut, but I had to