Novel & Cerita Written Smut

My eyes drifted over her bare pu**y, up her fit belly, to her mountainous, jutting bre*sts, before I met her smiling face. "Callum, we are together now, whether you like it or not. I am your slut now. We have gone too far to go back. The only choice you have, if you want to be able to keep working this job, and to keep going home to that sweet, pretty girlfriend who loves you... is to make me your slut, permanently. You have already f*cked me, baby, and that is not going to stop. It cannot stop. It feels too f*cking good to stop now. That was the best sex of my life... who would have thought I would get that from you? You are like me now... you need sex constantly. You cannot walk away from

My true love for my sweet Rosie. I lost it, hands shaking, letters becoming nothing but a frenzied mass of scribbles, all over her skin. SLUT. Her tits were covered, her stomach, and thighs. WHORE. She moaned out a fuck, trying to keep the toys inside her as I scrawled my way around her clit, CUM SLUT, peppering the aftermath with kisses. I followed the marker pen, my mouth as crazed as my scrawls. MY DIRTY BITCH

I feel the raw, aching need between us. His pace quickens suddenly. His hands lift me up and then slam me down hard. The desk groans in protest beneath us. I scream as my body starts to shake. The pleasure explodes through me like a beautiful firework. He groans right after me. His cock twitches wildly. I feel him spill inside me. Hot cum floods my pussy in thick pulses. The warmth spreads everywhere and mixes with my own juices. That sensation triggers my final orgasm. It arrives as a stunning wave of pure bliss. My pussy milks him dry with rhythmic squeezes. We cling to each other desperately. Romance seals the moment forever. The smut we just shared stands as a testament to our unbreakabl

Smokey replied. "OMG, that is so fucking hilarious! She's playing you so well and you're in hook line and sinker. I've never known you to be a weak stupid man who couldn't see through manipulation as blatant as she's doing. Really wondering if you just don't want to see? SMDH" Sam replied back.

She gave him a nasty little smirk, "I know you do, I know all the guys do as well and I love it." "You do?" Sam asked in shock. "I do, I mean after all," She said and grabbed the top of her shirt, then pulled it down to expose more of her sexy cleavage, "Isn't that what I am; a fucking dick teaser?" "I was just um..." Sam stopped as she placed her finger to his lips. "See that's the problem here Sam. Looking is fine, fantasizing is fine, but writing crude nasty things about me was where you were wrong today."

🔞WARNING:🔞 This chapter contains explicit smut. ******* Luca's POV: I pounded into the warm cavern of a dye-blond hair girl under me, rocking and thrusting at a stable pace. I watched her fake long eyelashes flutter, and her way-too-red lip gloss parted as she let out endless moans that filled the silent room with a lewd sound.

The overpowering smell of an unwashed female in my nostrils and the bad taste of her juice in my mouth make my cock twitch violently in a dance of pleasure. She moves away a little and pulls herself open. I see whitish-yellow residues between her inner and outer labia. Smegma; is a delicacy I will savor it. As if she knew, she moved upwards slightly more, enough to allow me to lick around and between her lips. I want that juice. I want every secretion that her body has to offer.

Before I could react, the door was yanked open. I stumbled forward, my knees weak, my heart lodged in my throat. Damian stood there, pants still undone, his cock still hard and glistening in the light. He didn’t bother covering up. He just smiled slowly, knowing and dangerously predatory. “So,” he said casually, like we were discussing the weather, “you’re the one who writes smuts huh?” His smile widened. “I’m a fan.”

𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝑬 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕… 𝑴𝑬: 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔, 𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈—� �𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑺𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓… 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑰 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒚 🫢 I smirk the second I hit send, that slow, satisfied kind that creeps in when you know you’ve just said something you probably shouldn’t have but you meant every word of it.

"This is your target. Hit it from there, Jonny. I want you to cover my pussy in cum from there." I felt incredible, loopy, the words just poured out of me. I think I WAS cum drunk, the smell from all of his cum up and down my body was overwhelming. It made the slutty words just so easy to say. I had never felt like such a sexual being before. Or maybe I was a degenerate, but that could be fun. As requested, he dragged his cummy dick across my already-cummy face, and I moaned like a slut. The smell! Musky and cummy and so fucking manly.