Lena slammed the door behind her and dropped the stack of used paperbacks on her kitchen table. The top one had a torn cover and pages that smelled like old sex and cigarettes. She flipped it open right there, standing up, and started reading.
The words hit her hard. "He shoved his thick cock into her cunt without warning, pounding her against the wall until she screamed." Lena's breath caught. Her nipples tightened under her thin shirt. She kept turning the smut books pages, faster now, one after another. The next page had a woman on her knees sucking dick like she was starving. Lena's hand slid down the front of her jeans before she even thought about it.
She rubbed her clit through the denim, rough and direct, while her eyes stayed glued to the page. "He fucked her face, balls slapping her chin, spit running down her tits." Lena groaned out loud. She yanked her jeans open, shoved two fingers straight into her pussy, and started pumping them while she read. The book was filthy, no romance, just raw fucking on every smut books pages she turned. Her juices coated her fingers fast. She pulled them out and licked them clean, then went back to rubbing her swollen clit in hard circles.
By the third book she was naked on the couch, legs spread wide, one hand working her cunt while the other held the book. The story had two women and one guy. The guy was railing the first woman from behind while she ate the second one's pussy. Lena read every word out loud in a low voice, matching the rhythm with her fingers. "He slammed into her again and again, stretching her hole, making her beg." Lena added a third finger and fucked herself harder, hips bucking off the cushion. She came once with a sharp grunt, pussy clenching around her fingers, but she didn't stop. She flipped more smut books pages and kept going.
When Mark walked in from work she didn't even look up. She just said, "Get your cock out and fuck me while I read this." He didn't ask questions. He stripped fast, cock already hard from the sight of her spread open and glistening. He knelt between her legs, grabbed her hips, and drove straight into her soaked pussy in one thrust. Lena moaned but kept reading.
"Keep going," she ordered. "Fuck me like the guy in the book. Hard. No mercy." Mark did exactly that. He pounded her deep and steady, the wet slap of skin loud in the room. Every time he bottomed out Lena gasped and turned another page. She read the next filthy scene to him while he fucked her. "He pulled out and shoved it in her ass. She took every inch." Mark pulled out, spat on her asshole, and pushed his cock in there without warning. Lena cried out but held the book steady. "Don't stop. Keep reading the smut books pages to me."
He fucked her ass while she read, one hand on her clit, rubbing it raw. She came again, harder, her whole body shaking, but she told him to keep going. He flipped her onto her stomach, mounted her again, and drilled her ass while she held the book open on the floor. The pages got smeared with her spit and sweat. She kept turning them, voice hoarse, describing every dirty act while Mark used her exactly the way the book said.
They went through four books that night. Each new set of smut books pages gave them a new position or order. She sucked him clean after he came in her ass, then climbed on top and rode his cock while reading the next scene. He fingered her ass at the same time, stretching her for another round.
When he came again she made him stay inside her while she finished the chapter, grinding slow and dirty until she came one last time.
They lay there sweaty and wrecked, the stack of books scattered around them, pages bent and sticky. Lena smiled, already reaching for the next one. "These smut books pages are going to keep us busy for weeks." Mark just laughed, already getting hard again at the thought.
