The Outsiders Smut Novels & Stories

I whisper, the admission costing me what little dignity I have left. A cruel smile touches his lips. "That's what I thought." His fingers go back to pumping, harder this time, faster. The heel of his hand presses against my mound, adding pressure as his fingers piston in and out of my dripping hole. My juices coat his hand, they drip down my thighs, smearing against the window. "Look at the mess you're making," he groans, his voice thick with lust. "Fucking dripping all over me. All over the window. You want everyone to see how much of a slut you are for me?"

He kills the call without waiting for a reply from Alpha Loworth, "I have been curious as to the extent he would go, just for you.'' "I'm disappointed but he's still the same Loworth, hasn't changed a bit." Smith concludes after waiting for hours. "You're just like other girls he's helped in the past, I was wrong to think you're more than just a helpless girl he saved." 'What is it called. . . I think sex on the beach.' I'm hot as fuck, my cheeks are red. Everything he says hurts my wolf even more, but my body is betraying me. Any wolf could smell me, my arousal from afar yet I cling to the glass, holding it right, almost breaking it, self-control is not within my grasp. Familiar scent makes

I screamed around Ethan’s shaft. We came together in a sweaty, filthy explosion. Dylan flooded my pussy with pulse after pulse of hot cum. Carter unloaded deep in my ass, the overflow leaking out around his shaft. Ethan pulled out and painted my face and tits with rope after rope of thick white cum. I kept cumming, body shaking, holes clenching, milking every last drop. We collapsed in a sticky, cum-drenched heap. Cum oozed from my stretched pussy and asshole, dripped down my thighs, and coated my chin, cheeks, and heaving breasts. My hair was a mess, my makeup ruined. I looked like the perfect used-up slut.

“I’ve wanted this fat cock for months Ethan, every single time you smirked at me in the halls my panties would get soaked and I’d run home to spread my legs and finger my dripping cunt for hours thinking about you. I’d shove three fingers inside me pretending it was you pounding me raw, calling me your cum dump while you bred my slutty womb full.” “Goddamn you’re a nasty fucking secret slut,” he groaned into my mouth, his hips snapping up harder so his cock bullied that deep spot inside me over and over, making my toes curl and my thighs shake. “Quiet bookworm hiding a pussy this greedy and sloppy? Keep clenching around my dick like that, fuck, I can feel you creaming all over my balls.”

I could feel his touch penetrate under my dress and my core was getting drenched. "What are you doing?" I whisper yelled at him and pushed his hand away. From outside, people might think we were whispering sweet nothing to each other. If only they knew the truth. "Now you get why I asked you to take off your hand." he spoke, taking a bite of his chicken between his perfect lips and I swallowed hard, picturing those lips doing unspeakable things to me. I should stop reading smut. Why am I always horny around this guy?! When my mind was finally able to process his words, my eyes went wide in realisation.

I smirk at the camera when I say that because it’s a direct jab at Mr Crawford and his two inch penis. Fucking asshole. Lifting her onto the desk, I part her legs and fit myself between them, tugging her cotton panties down her legs until her pretty pink cunt is bared to my hungry gaze. “So beautiful,” I hiss, falling to my knees before her. There’s a small triangle of hair right voice her clit and it’s so surprisingly hot. Mrs Crawford bites her lip, braces one hand on the desk behind her then slides the other into my hair and all but tugs me forward.

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He thrust two fingers in instead of one and Alesa moaned louder , bucking her hips against his hands. For all the ones who wanted smut😂😂 Continued in next chapter..❤😂 Muah! ❤✨ Smut credit goes to guilloteen12 I can't really write smut so I asked her and I'm really thankful to her that she decided to help...❤

I was lіtеrаllу rеndеrеd mute bу hіѕ huge, thісk сосk. “Mmmm, thаt’ѕ іt” he grоаnеd, grаbbіng mе bу the hаіr and fоrсіng me tо tаkе hіm еvеn deeper “I knеw уоu’d suck сосk like a pro. Yоu’rе ѕuсh a lіttlе ѕlut, Lіnzі. Suсh a реrfесt, dіrtу slut!”

Damien “Jesus Christ, Damien, you’re disgusting,” I muttered, but I didn’t put them back. Instead I sat down heavy on the bed again and brought the fabric up to my face. I took a long sniff, deep and slow, and his smell hit me like a punch. Sweat and that faint soap he used and something warmer, more him. My dick twitched in my jeans just from that. Pathetic. I laughed at myself, short and mean. “Look at you. Got slapped, called Satan, and now you’re sniffing his dirty undies like some creep in a movie. Real winner.”