Written Smut Novels & Stories

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.

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!” His words mаdе mе fееl ѕtrаngе. Hе wаѕ іnѕultіng, but соmрlіmеntіng mе at the same time. It mаdе mе fееl almost аѕhаmеd of what I wаѕ doing, but ultіmаtеlу mу рuѕѕу began to throb аt hіѕ wоrdѕ. I wаntеd this. I wanted tо bе his dіrtу lіttlе ѕlut.

“Suck it like you mean it, you dirty little prison slut.” I moaned around his thickening cock, the vibrations making him twitch. I pushed forward until my nose pressed into his trimmed pubic hair, the cool metal of the Prince Albert ring rubbing against my stretched lips. I held there, throat convulsing, eyes watering as I swallowed around the head. Spit bubbled at the corners of my mouth and ran in messy rivers down his shaft. I pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air, only to slap the heavy, spit-soaked cock against my tongue and cheeks with obscene smacks.

Although the police are actively pursuing and preventing this crime, this criminal activity is still going on vigorously because the profits are too much. - It stinks. – Lucasta grimaced and frowned. - Yes, but after being marinated with chemicals, they will become delicious fresh meat and make Lucasta salivate. – Samson smiled, and wrapped his arms around her waist, preparing to take her out. - Are you still teasing me? Can't harvest anything. – Lucasta lightly pinched him, pretending to be angry. Before he took her away from the smelly warehouse, she took a few photos. She did not want her and Samson's efforts to be meaningless.

“Ever since I saw two angelic eyes staring back at me with an outstretched hand over the rock, ten years back, my wolf and I instantly fell in love with our saviour. I never knew my luck would shine so bright that I would get you as my mate. When I almost lost you during that night of the attack, believe it or not but a part of my soul died. It was the scariest time of my life and that is when I realized that I could not live a second more without you. So Samantha Stone- the mistress of my heart, Luna to my wolf, Alpha to my body, life giver to my soul, Yin to my Yang, and finally …. ” “Fart to your poop” “Flush to your toilet” “Frog to your prince” “Monster to your angel” “Stinky sock to yo

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

Despite his composed words, a teasing subtle message lingered. Nodding my head, I attempted to focus on the task at hand, all the while grappling with the need to stay professional but yet wanting to see everything he had to offer. Taking his cock into my hand, tingles ran down my spine as it was point directly at me in front of my face continuing to make me flush as I bathed his cock. Thoughts of unspeakable acts running through my mind that I didn't even know was this smutty. I looked into Adrian's eyes almost seeing a smirk on his face before it quickly disappeared.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

I shouldn’t have been able to enjoy it like that while being mated. “Sensational,” Mr. Smith whispered. I turned to look at the screen and he was wiping his seed off his member. Some of the men around him were doing the same, or something similar, and some even had women there they were now fucking. It was a wild scene. I felt like I was the one watching porn now. “It was worth every euro sent. I don’t think we have ever bought a more invigorating hour. Before I book the two of you again, I have one last request.”

I love your d*ck baby. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife, who rarely ever cursed, was using one laced filled profane word after the other. Lucas rammed his c*ck in and out her *ss, over and over, until he groaned and shot deep in her back door. Pulling out, his d*ck left streams of c*m across her back. He would push his d*ck back into her gaping hole and then pull it out rubbing it across her glistening a*s covered in their sweat. As Lucas got up he settled into a chair. Catching his breath he informed us he would come over whenever he liked. When he did, we were always to be naked. Some nights he might send me over to stay with Richard so he could be alone with Wendy. He might