The Outsiders Smut Novels & Stories

She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

The slick heat of cum being forced deeper, the sticky press of sweat-soaked skin, and the overwhelming smell of sex pushed their minds into oblivion. When the men finally unloaded, they flooded both sisters’ wombs and guts with massive, thick loads that overflowed instantly, pouring out in heavy white rivers down their bodies and pooling on the filthy floor. Sophia and Aurora lay side by side in the disgusting mess, bodies trembling, covered head to toe in layers of warm, sticky filth. Sophia looked into the camera with glassy, euphoric eyes and rasped: “We’re not people anymore… we’re just holes for you to use.”

Charlotte says, “we’ll get you in first. Please remove your robe.” I shyly untie my robe; Charlotte holds it up and gives me some privacy as I slowly descend into the mud. I still hold my arm across my exposed chest as a precaution. I feel Nathan’s gaze on my back as I enter the mud pit. The sensation is nothing like I’ve ever felt before. Warm and squishy mud slowly overtakes my senses. I’m covered up past my breasts, thank goodness. Nathan has entered right after me. I’m a little self-conscious about being topless, but the mud is so thick I’m sure Nathan can’t see anything, plus I have my back to him.

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.”

Thick spit hung from my lips and dropped onto my already ruined top. I looked up at him with red, wet eyes. Liam stroked his cock slowly, watching me. “Take it off,” he ordered. My hands were still shaking as I reached for the hem of my crop top. I pulled the wet, spit-soaked fabric over my head and dropped it on the floor beside me. The cool air of the room touched my bare skin. My breasts spilled free — full, heavy, and standing out in front of him. My nipples were hard from the cold and from everything he had just done to my mouth and pussy.

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!”

It was the sluttiest thing he had ever seen. With a moan of pleasure, Simon let go. Warm, milky, creamy-thick cum pumped out of his cock, and spurted across both their faces. Great dollops of it kept pumping out of him, landing on their cheeks, their foreheads, their outstretched tongues, some of it even in their hair. With a final shudder, Simon let the last of his load splash onto Lisa's and Tilly's upturned faces. They were both streaked with cum, some of it already starting to drip down onto their tits. The two girls looked up at Simon, both of them giving him happy, beautifully naughty smiles. They looked every bit as satisfied as Simon felt.

The sight of her body, soft, and tempting, the smell of her sex, wet and dripping, made the men grow harder. St Just stopped abruptly, breathing hard, his eyes fixated on her dripping wet pus*y. “Ah, f*ck me, but the sight of her red a*se…” O’Grady, ramming his staff into her mouth a hand gripping her hair, growled thickly, “Saint, I can smell her pus*y from here…” And then, he went on, his voice trembling as he neared ejaculation, “Don’t…let her …come…” Bianca moaned.