She found the book on the nightstand, pages dog-eared and sticky in places. "You been jerking off to this smut book again?" she asked, voice low and teasing, already pulling her shirt over her head. I didn't answer. I grabbed her by the hips, spun her around, and bent her over the bed so her ass was up and her face was pressed into the open pages.
"Read it out loud," I told her, yanking her shorts and panties down in one rough pull. Her pussy was already wet, lips puffy and glistening. I shoved two fingers straight inside her, no warm-up, just knuckle-deep. She gasped and started reading the filthy paragraph in front of her.
"The stranger bent her over and rammed his thick cock into her dripping cunt without mercy…" Her voice shook as I finger-fucked her harder, curling my fingers to hit that spot that made her thighs tremble. Juices ran down my hand. I pulled my fingers out, wiped them across her ass, and freed my cock. It was rock hard, head leaking. I lined up and slammed in balls-deep in one thrust.
She cried out, the book slipping a little. "Keep reading," I growled, pounding her from behind. Each slam made her voice hitch. "He fucked her like… like an animal… using her hole…" I reached under and rubbed her clit in fast circles while I drilled her. Her walls clenched around me, hot and tight. I could feel every ridge inside her gripping my shaft.
We switched positions fast. I flipped her onto her back, legs over my shoulders, and drove back in. The smut book lay open beside her head. She grabbed it with one hand, reading the next line while I hammered her. "He pulled out and slapped his cock against her swollen clit…" I did exactly that, pulling free so my wet dick slapped her sensitive nub a few times, then shoved back inside. She moaned louder, free hand pinching her own nipple.
Sweat slicked our skin. I flipped her again, this time on all fours facing the book. "Read the part where he comes in her mouth," I ordered. She obeyed, voice hoarse: "He pulled out and shoved his throbbing dick between her lips, fucking her throat until he flooded it with thick cum…" I pulled out of her pussy, moved around, and fed my cock into her mouth. She sucked greedily, taking me deep while her fingers worked her own clit. I fucked her face in short, hard thrusts, spit and pre-cum dripping down her chin.
When I was close I pulled back, flipped her once more, and buried myself in her pussy again. This time I didn't hold back. I fucked her like the book described, brutal and relentless, bed creaking, her ass rippling with every impact. She came hard, pussy spasming and squirting around my cock, soaking the sheets and the open smut book beneath us. I followed right after, pumping load after load deep inside her, filling her until it leaked out around my shaft.
We collapsed, breathing ragged. She reached for the book again, flipping to another marked page. "Round two," she said, already stroking my half-hard cock back to life with her cum-slick hand. "This smut book isn't finished with us yet."
