5sos Smut (on Wattpad) Https://my.w.tt/UiNb/RDwEnhpgQG This Is A Book Of My Favorite Smutty Stories Of

5sos Smut (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/RDwEnhpgQG This is a book of my favorite smutty stories of 5sos. Most of these stories are from Tumblr. BY MY FAVORITE PEOPLE SO CHECK THEM OUT PLEASE! I will name the author and say where I got it from. But I will have some stories written by me possibly. Oh and I just find random gifs and pictures on Google.

Having your very first time with one of the boys and you just don’t know how to do anything and they try to teach you, I guess you’d be extremely shy about it but how hot would it be

Let’s just do Calum. He’d probably find the innocence hot. Like you’d ask him how to suck his cock and his breath falters a bit. And his voice is shaky while he’s teaching you. And every time he touches a new part of your body, he tells you exactly what he’ll do. “I’m gonna use my mouth now, okay?” “Can I add a finger?” “Does my tongue feel good?” “Can I put my hands here?” “Can you take my cock now?”

The Tutor - One Shot

a/n: based off this ask! I’m real happy with this one y’all. I’m happy to present tutor!Harry x hockey player!y/n, a nice little college au. Friends to lovers if you wanna categorize it. Enjoy! Reblogs and feedback are always super helpful. (semi-proofread, sorry in advance for any mistakes) 

Warnings: fluff and smut, partying, alcohol consumption

Words: 24.5K

Part Two

“This psychology professor is out to fucking get me!” Y/N groans as she plops down on her couch. “I don’t understand the books we’re reading, and he doesn’t even lecture from the powerpoints so I never have any idea what to write down.”

“Y/N, who the fuck told you to take a psych class anyways?” Amanda says to her.

“I thought it would be an easy gen ed for my science requirement. I didn’t want to take a fucking lab science, that would have been worse!”

“It’s only the beginning of the semester.” Gina says. “You should sign up for a tutor now before it gets so bad that coach benches you.”

“Goddammit!” She yells as she gets up. “I’m headed to the tutoring office, I’ll be back in a bit.”

Why there wasn’t an online form for tutoring she’ll never know. Y/N couldn’t risk getting a bad grade in her psych class. Hockey was her life, and she was a sophomore now so that meant she had more of a chance for playing time. Not to mention she worked her ass off over the summer, and her coach has been noticing her improvements at the few practices they’ve had.

She enters the tutoring office and the woman at the front desk gives her a form to fill out. She has to put down the class, who’s teaching it, and what she’s specifically having trouble with.

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i’m shook

SEX THERAPY → [E.D]

Summary: [6k words] Ethan is a sex therapist who helps couples develop their sexual relationship and single girls release tension. You need help after struggling to orgasm with a boy you have been seeing, so your friend suggests Ethan to you.

Warnings: a lot of filthy smut, cursing and a little bit of angst

“Is his stroke game bad?” Your best friend, Sydney, asks you, digging into her lunch after taking a sip of her lemonade.

The sun gleams down on your face, your fork playing around with your salad as the conversation makes your mind run in circles, slowly turning you crazier and crazier. “No, it’s not that, I just don’t think I can orgasm and my gynecologist sucks, it’s like she just doesn’t listen to what I’m saying.” you sigh, shaking your head and placing down your fork with aggravation. “It’s nothing to do with Brandon, I think it’s just me.”

“You had mind-blowing orgasms with Josiah though?”

“God, that was years ago. All the one night stands I’ve had, you’re telling me I can’t squeeze out one orgasm. Brandon’s ex always talked about how great he was in bed, my body just doesn’t like him for some strange reason.” you rant, venting out your frustrations that have been building up for a while now.

For a while now, you’ve been hooking up with Brandon, he’s been a friend with benefits for months and within all these months you are yet to have one single orgasm. You’ve been craving that cloud nine feeling for so long. The one night stands you have indulged yourself in have been one-sided, guys being blinded on how to actually please a woman. Brandon actually is interested in pleasuring you, yet you don’t believe he knows how to, even if he is has given his exes joyous sex.

Sydney sighs from the other side of the table, bringing her phone out which makes you tip your head to the side in confusion. “Remember that sex therapy place I told you about?”

“Sydney, no. Who goes to sex therapy alone?”

“I do and girl, it blew my mind. It’s pricey but the orgasm he gave me with just his fingers. Girl.” she hums at her final word, tapping at her phone, sending you the contact of the guy she is talking about.

You grab your phone that lies on the table, picking up so you can enter your passcode and click onto your texts with Sydney. “Ethan Dolan?”

“Okay if you’re going to bitch about it, then continue to fake your orgasms.” she rolls her eyes, calling the waiter over to ask for the bill. “Just think about it.”

As you sit at home later on that day, your fingers are twitching against the contact that your best friend has sent you and your mind is hammering with all the pros and cons of what this sex therapy will do to you. The pros are outweighing the cons massively. You’ve reread the website over 1000 times, the reviews all positive and everything looking just as tempting as Sydney described it.

“Fuck it,” you say out loud, fingers dancing across the screen.

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