Taylor Swift Smut Novels & Stories

They both exchanged looks before looking at me again. "What?", I questioned with a shrug "Can you smell that?", Matt asked as he turned to Taylor while pretending to sniff something in the air "Smell what?", Taylor asked confused. I sniffed, and I couldn't pick up anything either. "That's the smell of someone catching feelings right there", he pointed at me while elbowing Taylor "I'm not!", I retorted but that didn't stop them from ganging up on me "Why don't you just admit it?. You're falling for her, aren't you?", they both wiggled their eyebrows at me childishly.

I SWEAR TO GOD, I’M GONNA PUNCH YOU AND CHEW YOUR DICK LIKE BUBBLE GUM! Inner Devil: “…I was not prepared for that.” Inner Devil 2: “Do we support or intervene?” Taylor: [???] Taylor: [You would NOT dare.] Taylor: [DELETE THAT TEXT IMMEDIATELY. WE CANNOT LEAVE DIGITAL FOOTPRINTS.] Charlie: [Deleted.] Taylor: [Good. We never speak of this again.] Taylor: […But also, you’re insane, and I love you. You are the only hot chick I will ever want.]

Devon’s POV The moment the words left my mouth, I knew I had crossed a line I couldn’t uncross. “Are you ovulating? I can smell it.” The silence that followed was immediate and brutal. Taylor froze, her body going unnaturally still, like the air itself had shocked her. For half a second, I thought she might laugh it off. Make a joke or even roll her eyes the way she used to when I said something reckless. Instead, her hand lifted. It wasn’t the regular slap. That would have been easier.

"Imagine the old man walking in on us. He'd love it." Taylor's fingers rubbed her cunt more harder. "He'd called us sluts. Then, force us on our knees to suck his huge cock, feeding us his meat, slapping our faces with it." My pussy was loud as my fingers moved faster, those wet sticky sounds filling the air. "Yeah. I want him to hold me down and fuck my pussy while I cream all over him. Piss on my tits too." Taylor moaned louder, her clit peeking out from the flimsy fabric. "I want him to lick my pink butthole with his wrinkled tongue, slap my pussy viciously while I squirt all over him. Shit! I'm so fucking wet, T."

I was still thinking of how it made sense when a girl with blonde highlights pushed me in the seat so that I almost fell out the other side. "Taylor," her voice was high-pitched. The kinds you'd see in movies and instantly get annoyed. I pushed her back, and she fell right to the ground. I, too, was amazed by my strength, and when I looked up to Taylor, he had a smile on his face. Not a smirk that made him look like a playboy, but a genuine smile, as if he was proud of my actions.

Tammy moaned again and her hips were thrusting back against mine. "Please stop," she moaned. Confused, I did as she asked, "You don't like that?" I asked. "I...yes sir, but I... I don't want to like this, I...I'm being a slut and its wrong ad I just want you to do what you want so I can go."

she said, and I punched her in the arm. Stop saying that; I'm going to get into trouble for it, I'm sure his intention wasn't to flirt with me. Of course... She said laughing. In case you had another intention, I left you several outfits in the bag. The black one is amazing, put it on. You......... you are... "Cool, I know," she said, laughing. I looked at my friend, and how crazy she could sometimes be; Sam had been through a rough time with Trevor and his dad.

something to say, and each one brightened Sam’s face the same way it must have brightened them up at that point in time when she told them all those things in her usual, cheerful way. “But despite all this, she’s a slut, right?” I asked, chuckling dryly. “If being like Sam means being a slut, then maybe we should all become sluts because…” I cast long meaningful stares at Hailey and Kaylee before adding, “I’d much rather be a slut, than a fucking hypocrite.” I stared at my friends who all had smiles on their faces, with Sam’s looking quite teary-eyed; but not the sad type this time. I shot her a wink, before turning to say, “so, I guess that makes me a proud slut.” “Not just you.” I tra

" And you are welcome, it's ok that you disturbed us. Don't mention it so many times. You are Sahil's friend, so how about we become friends too?? " " Sure!! Thanks. " We embraced each other. " Bye, Tailor!! Enjoy your honeymoon and come back with honeymoon babies like my twin, Sagar. Please, forget to pack and use any protection. Manu and I want to play with your children now. " Sahil teased them. Srusti blushed beautifully, and Mohit grinned at me. " I don't mind, do you, love?? " Mohit said, looking at his wife. " Shut up, Mohit Ji! " She said and blushed even more. How cute!!!

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?"