She found the book on her nightstand after a long day and flipped it open without thinking. The first page hit her with raw words about a woman spreading her legs and taking a thick cock deep. "What is smut reading?" she muttered to herself, then kept turning pages. Her cunt got wet fast. She slid her hand down her jeans, rubbed her clit through her panties, and read the next filthy scene where the guy bent the girl over and pounded her ass until she screamed.
Her fingers worked faster. She yanked her pants off, spread her thighs wide on the bed, and shoved two fingers inside her dripping pussy. The book described every slap of skin, every grunt, every load of cum pumped into a hungry mouth. She read it out loud in a low voice, matching the dirty rhythm with her hand. Her juices coated her fingers and ran down to her asshole. She added a third finger and fucked herself harder, hips bucking, breath coming in short gasps.
The door opened. Her man walked in, saw her naked and finger-fucking herself to the book, and his cock hardened instantly. "Keep reading," he ordered. She did. She read the part where the woman begged for it rough while he stripped and climbed onto the bed. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand away from her cunt, and replaced it with his mouth. He sucked her swollen clit hard, tongue flicking fast, then licked down to tongue-fuck her hole. She kept reading the smut, voice shaking as she described the book’s characters sixty-nining.
He flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and slammed his cock straight into her soaked pussy in one thrust. She moaned and kept reading. Every word made him fuck harder. He gripped her ass cheeks, spread them, and watched his dick stretch her open. She read the next scene about a girl getting her face fucked and gagging on cum. He pulled out, flipped her again, and shoved his cock down her throat. She sucked greedily, spit dripping down her chin, eyes watering while she tried to keep reading the book held above her head.
He pulled back, flipped her to all fours, and drove back into her cunt. The bed creaked. Skin slapped loud. He reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while he pounded deep. She came hard, pussy clenching around him, juices squirting onto the sheets. He didn’t stop. He kept fucking her through it, then pulled out and pressed the head of his cock against her tight asshole. She pushed back, taking him in. He sank balls-deep into her ass and started thrusting slow at first, then faster.
She read the final filthy paragraph out loud, describing double penetration and loads of cum filling every hole. He groaned, buried himself to the hilt, and shot thick ropes of cum deep in her ass. She kept rubbing her clit and came again, ass milking every drop from him. He stayed inside her until he softened, then pulled out and watched his cum leak from her stretched hole.
They lay there catching their breath. She closed the book and looked at him. "Now I know what smut reading is," she said with a grin. He laughed low, already getting hard again, and reached for the book to pick the next scene.
