She was on the couch with her legs spread, book in one hand and fingers working her clit through her panties when he walked in. "What the fuck are you reading?" he asked, dropping his keys.
"Smut," she said, not looking up. She pushed two fingers inside herself and sighed. "You know, the dirty stuff. Books where people just fuck and suck and come all over each other."
He stood over her, watching her hand move. "So that's what smut means in books? Just straight-up fucking?"
She closed the book and looked at him. "Pretty much. Want me to show you what it means?"
He pulled his cock out right there, already half hard. "Yeah. Show me."
She got on her knees on the carpet and took him in her mouth without any more talk. No teasing, no slow licks. She sucked him deep, gagging when he hit the back of her throat, spit running down her chin. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face, hips snapping forward while she choked and swallowed around him.
"That's what smut is?" he grunted. "Girls on their knees getting their throats used?"
She pulled off, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. "Exactly. Now get on the couch."
He sat. She climbed on top, yanked her panties aside, and sank down on his dick in one move. She was soaked, so it went in easy, but she still groaned loud when he bottomed out. She rode him hard, bouncing so her tits shook, pussy making wet sounds every time she dropped down.
"Fuck, this is filthy," she said, grinding her clit against him. "Smut books are full of this shit. Girls riding cock like they need it to breathe. Want to see the next part?"
She got off, turned around, and bent over the arm of the couch. "Fuck my ass. That's in every good smut book."
He spat on her hole and pushed in. She pushed back, taking it, cursing the whole time. "Deeper. Smut doesn't do gentle. It does raw. It does come in every hole."
He fucked her ass while she reached back and rubbed her clit. When he was close he pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the floor, and shoved back into her pussy. He pounded her until she came, legs shaking, then pulled out and shot thick ropes across her stomach and tits.
She lay there catching her breath, cum cooling on her skin. "That's what smut means in books. No plot, just people fucking like animals until everyone gets off."
He wiped some cum onto her lips with his thumb. She sucked it clean.
"Guess we better read more," he said. "I want to check every chapter."
