She found the book buried in the back of the used bookstore, a cheap paperback with a torn cover and pages that smelled like old paper and dust. The title was just "Smut Book Quotes," and the back promised lines pulled from the dirtiest novels ever printed. Lena bought it without thinking twice, took it home, and cracked it open on her bed while the afternoon light cut through the blinds.
The first quote hit her straight in the gut. "He grabbed her by the hair and shoved his cock down her throat until she gagged and drooled all over his balls." Lena's breath caught. She read it again, slower, letting the words sink in. Her hand slid down between her legs without her even deciding to move it. She was already wet, panties sticking to her pussy lips. She rubbed herself through the thin fabric, circling her clit while she flipped to the next page.
Next quote: "Fuck my tight asshole," she whispered out loud, testing the words. Her fingers pushed inside her panties and found her slick folds. She was dripping. Two fingers slid in easy, and she pumped them while imagining some rough stranger bending her over and stretching her ass open. The book fell open to another line. "Her cunt clenched around his thick shaft as he pounded her like a cheap whore." Lena moaned and yanked her panties off, spreading her legs wider. She shoved three fingers inside herself now, fucking her own hole while she read aloud.
"Take that dick, you filthy slut." The words came out rough. Her thumb worked her clit hard, and she could hear how wet she was, the sloppy sound of her fingers driving in and out. She kept reading, voice getting breathier. "He slapped her tits and told her to beg for his cum." Lena's back arched. She slapped her own breast, hard enough to sting, then pinched the nipple. Her pussy spasmed around her fingers. She was close already, but she didn't want to come yet. She wanted to keep reading, keep getting dirtier.
Another page. "Spread your legs and let me see that dripping cunt." Lena obeyed the book like it was an order. She pulled her fingers out, spread her thighs as wide as they would go, and stared down at her own shiny, swollen pussy. Her clit throbbed. She rubbed it fast and rough, just the way she liked it when she was alone and desperate. The next quote made her curse. "He buried his face in her pussy and ate her like he was starving." Lena grabbed the book tighter with one hand and used the other to grind against her palm, imagining a hot mouth sucking on her clit until she screamed.
She was soaked. Her thighs were slick, and a wet spot was growing under her ass on the sheets. She flipped faster now, reading the filth out loud between gasps. "Fuck my face. Use my mouth like a cunt." Lena rolled onto her stomach, lifted her hips, and reached back to finger herself from behind. The angle let her go deeper. She pumped hard, knuckles bumping against her ass with every thrust. "Yes, just like that, you dirty bitch," she growled at herself, quoting the book again.
The final quote she landed on before she lost it was the worst and the best: "He rammed every inch into her dripping hole and filled her up until cum leaked down her thighs." Lena's fingers slammed in deep and stayed there, curling against that spot inside that made her see white. She came hard, cunt pulsing and squeezing, juices running over her hand. Her whole body shook. She kept rubbing through it, drawing it out until she was whimpering and oversensitive.
When she finally caught her breath, she wiped her wet fingers on the page, leaving a smear across the words. The book stayed open on the bed beside her. Lena smiled, already thinking about which quote she'd read next time she needed to get off this filthy. She knew she'd be back to those pages again and again, using every dirty line like a command until her cunt was sore and satisfied.
