Top Smut Quotes

I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved—one going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.This—this moment, when it was him and me...

Please, I gasped out.He just brushed his lips against my jaw, my neck, my mouth.Tamlin, I begged. He palmed my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple. I cried out, and he buried himself in me with...

Smut Definition

(v. t.) Foul matter, like soot or coal dust; also, a spot or soil made by such matter.

(v. t.) Bad, soft coal, containing much earthy matter, found in the immediate locality of faults.

(v. t.) An affection of cereal grains producing a swelling which is at length resolved into a powdery sooty mass. It is caused by parasitic fungi of the genus Ustilago. Ustilago segetum, or U. Carbo, is the commonest kind; that of Indian corn is Ustilago maydis.

(v. t.) Obscene language; ribaldry; obscenity.

(v. t.) To stain or mark with smut; to blacken with coal, soot, or other dirty substance.

(v. t.) To taint with mildew, as grain.

(v. t.) To blacken; to sully or taint; to tarnish.

(v. t.) To clear of smut; as, to smut grain for the mill.

(v. i.) To gather smut; to be converted into smut; to become smutted.

(v. i.) To give off smut; to crock.

Clearly, you don't know much about horror, he said. Horror is premised on the experience of what we do not and cannot understand, whereas what you're talking about is mere low-class smut, which every...

I believe that is what they call an erection. ~ Double Teamed

Tamlin let out a low snarl of approval, and I bit my bottom lip as he removed his pants, along with his undergarments, revealing the proud, thick length of him. My mouth went dry, and I dragged my gaz...

What did they want from it? Lechery, smut, confirmation of their worst suspicions. But perhaps some of them wanted, despite themselves, to be seduced. Perhaps they were looking for passion; perhaps th...

One may, in a case of exigency, introduce the reader in to a nuptial chamber, not into a virginal chamber. Verse would hardly venture it, prose must not.It is the interior of a flower that is not yet...