A short smut story about a girl distressing after school. This is my first smut story guys so please be considerate of that. Your feedback on the story is always welcome! Again if you do not like sex or how it is written out I would suggest leaving now, you have been warned Thank you for reading if you continue on! ❤ If you like it I'll make some more!

It's a fantasy

Veronica and her husband, Richard, are on their way home from a friend's wedding when they see red and blue lights in the rearview. Sure, Veronica had a glass of champagne at the reception, but she's totally fine to drive. Except the tall, muscle-bound officer isn't so sure, and when Veronica can't find her license, she realizes she's at his mercy. What will her dopey husband, Richard, think about what happens next? = = Considering turning this into a series: "Cucked by..." *** OPINIONS? FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS APPRECIATED! LEAVE A COMMENT ***

Each chapter is a confession-wet panties, bruised thighs, teeth on necks, and hands down panties under the dinner table. These are the things whispered in dark corners, under blankets, on your knees behind locked doors. Fast fucks against the wall. Deep moans muffled by pillows. Filthy mouths that say the nastiest things when you're spread open and begging. These aren't just hookups. They're sins you replay in your head at 2AM with your fingers between your legs. Raw. Dirty. Desperate. And the worst part? You'll wish they were your secrets.

He's 34. I'm 18. And I call him Daddy. Strict rules. Shameless lessons. And a cock so big it barely fits. Carter is possessive, filthy, and completely in control. He says I belong to him now-body, mouth, mind, and every dripping inch between my thighs. And every night, he proves it. Lesson by lesson, Daddy teaches me how to kiss, how to beg, how to take every inch until I'm crying, shaking, stretched wide open and full of him. No room for innocence here. Only obedience, moans, and mess. I'm his favorite toy. His good girl. And I'm learning to love how dirty it feels to be owned. From Chapter 5: He had me on my back, knees bent, legs spread wide across his thighs. He pressed head of his cock right against my dripping clit. "Feel that?" he growled, rubbing it up and down, smearing my slick all over. "She's already crying for it." I whined. "It's too big, Daddy..." "Say it again." "It's too big... Daddy, I can't-" "Shhh." He leaned over me, one hand gripping the base of his cock, the other grabbing my thigh. "You can." He pressed in. Just the tip. My mouth dropped open. "Ahhh-Daddy-!"

Catherine Desusa , a new girl in a only boys private school. So she experienced a lot of things, with teacher and also head boy of school so... read this story / smut to know her experience..👀🥵⚠️🔞

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They've been together since thirteen. Married at eighteen. Now twenty-two, wildly in love, disgustingly rich, and completely obsessed. Chloe and Carter don't argue. They don't go to work. They don't care about rules or reality. They just fuck like it's a sport-and roleplay like it's an addiction. Every night, a new fantasy. Every scene, a new obsession. Strangers. Secrets. Power games. Sometimes sweet. Sometimes rough. Always filthy. She lives to tease. He lives to destroy. And together, they'll blur every line between love, lust, and full-blown madness. This isn't just sex. It's performance. Obsession. Pleasure. And they're not stopping until they've ruined each other. From Chapter 2: "Bend over," he growls. "Make me." He yanks me down into his lap instead. His hand flies up my dress, finding my bare, dripping heat. "No panties?" His voice is low, shocked, filthy. I moan into his ear. "Good girls don't wear panties on fantasy night." "Dirty fucking girl," he growls, grinding me down against his lap. "You're soaking. For me?" "For a stranger," I whisper. "A big, dangerous one. The kind that uses my throat without asking." He bites my shoulder. "You're not walking out of this theater dry, baby. Or quiet." He drags me off his lap and sits back in the theater seat. "On your knees." My heart pounds as I slide between his legs, hidden in the dark, the sounds of the movie giving us just enough cover. He unzips. Holy. Fuck. I know this cock. I've had it in every hole. But something about doing this here, pretending I don't know the man attached to it? Makes me insane. He's already thick and pulsing, veins popping, tip glistening. I lick my lips. "You better be loud when you gag, Lola," he grunts. "I want every row to know someone's getting their throat fucked tonight." I spit on his cock, loud and messy, stroking him slow. "God, look at you. You love this, don't you? Being my filthy little stranger. Getting your face fucked in public like a whore."

**PLS READ BEFORE PROCEEDING** This book is going to contain mature content and is for mature audiences I am warning you from start that it may contain a few things that you might not be comfortable in so I will suggest you skip that story or not read it it contains smut and story These are my real stories , I have written them so please do not copy them and if you do please do not forget to atleast give me credits . 🚫Do not 🚫 report the story of u not like it 🙂 And do vote if you love it Btw I don't claim any images used Credits to the ppl whose images I have used PS : It's my first story