The Outsiders Smut Novels & Stories

Cam rumbles way too close. “Nope, we are not doing this. You do not get to flirt with me like this, like one of your rando girls to give you your s*x fix.” I step away from them, eyes still slammed shut. I am so grateful For my enhanced senses. I don’t need to see to move away from them. “Our s*x fix? Is that what you think you are, Smalls?”

It stank of sweat and sex and something deeper, musky, feral, like a pack had marked its territory a hundred times over. Every student outside their dorm was twisted around another, lip-locked, limbs knotted, hips grinding shamelessly, unthinking. Moans echoed off tile and cinderblock, raw, guttural, yelping, breathless, a hundred overlapping notes of rut. A blonde girl was bent backwards over a railing, her thighs shaking as a boy slammed into her from behind with his cock. His hands gripped her hips like they were the last solid thing on earth. Her head was thrown back, eyes rolled, mouth open in a high sobbing “Ah—ah—f-fuhh—!” I muttered, “Fuck,” and stepped into the nearest room.

he said pulling off his boots, “You might want to do the same, that's if you want to have something to put on again when we get there” I looked back at him and he now stood in nothing but his boxer briefs with his hands on his hips, staring directly at me. A breath got caught in my throat. I have only ever seen Gunner this naked before. Smith is seriously good looking and he was making no attempt to hide himself. A heat ran through my body and I felt a tingle in my legs and an ache in my lower abdomen. What the fuck is wrong with me right now? I love Gunner, so why would I be ogling another man? Something about Smith felt different though, he smelled different to me now, almost alluring. I c

He pulls away and grabs my backpack with a smirk on his face, and says, “Come on, babe, let’s get you to your first class before you’re late.” Wait. Hold the phone. Hold all the fucking phones. Are you kidding me right now? He teases me and turns me into a wet mess, then walks away like it was nothing? And then acts like it doesn’t bother him to walk around with a boner for all to see? You know what? Fuck him! I think it’s game on for sexual torture. It’s time to call out my inner slut instead of putting her in the corner. She’s saying, “No one puts Baby in the corner.” Yes, I’m a Dirty Dancing fan. I don’t know how many times I’ve hit pause on the scene where you can see Patrick Swayze’s na

Rival Roommates The room smelled like sweat, cum, and pure sex. The sheets under us were already soaked. My ass leaked Ethan’s first load every time I moved, warm and sticky down my thighs. My own cum was smeared across my stomach and his chest. We were both breathing hard, bodies shiny with sweat, but neither of us was done. Not even close. Ethan lay on his back, cock still half-hard and glistening with our mess. He looked over at me with that same cocky smirk, even though his chest was heaving.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

"Your brother kept you hidden away like a good girl. Turns out you're a desperate little slut, aren't you?" "Yes." The word came out broken. "Yes, I'm a slut. I'm whatever you want me to call myself." Smith moved behind me. I felt his clothed body press against my bare back, felt how hard he was through his jeans. His hands gripped my hips and pulled my ass back against him and he ground against me slowly while Theo played with my nipples. "She's already shaking," Smith said quietly. The first words he'd spoken all night. "Hasn't even been touched properly and she's falling apart."

XANDER POV I brought my hands to the thin fabric of her thong and tore it open with my hands. She looked at me in surprise, twisting her neck slightly. I grabbed the back of her neck and made her face forward. "I didn't tell you to turn around," I said, then brought one of the ice cubes to her pussy. It immediately began to melt, and she moaned and squirmed as it slowly melted. I looked at her and removed it before I could hurt her, I spat on her pussy before bringing two of my fingers to her entrance and sinking into her.

🔞Warning🔞: Dear readers, this entire chapter contains explicit smut scenes. ******** "Wow. May this Sub ask a question, your highness, Dom? Where and when did you learn all these lessons? I am quite sure they are not within my lesson plans." Oswin's question made his cheeks turn red in embarrassment, but it didn't stop him from stepping out of his clothes and joining his partner on the bed. His hands hold two objects that he secretly bought from a website he had never known existed.