Abbey Lee Nsfw Novels & Stories

Her thighs rested on his arms and his hands held her butt cheeks firmly. "I need access to your p**sy," he whispered, his voice filled with desire. Ava quickly obeyed as she freed one hand from his neck and pushed her g-string to one side, granting easy access to his d*ck which was eager to fill her up. She moaned when he entered her and the fact that she was so wet drove Ace crazy. Ava returned her hands to his neck and held him as he began to fuck her. She enjoyed it so much that she could not help closing her eyes. Ace fucked her in a way no other man ever had before. She got so carried away that she began to moan loudly and forgot that she was in a public place.

“She’s getting dick from everywhere too. There are at least twenty videos we have found with partners. All the men are packing.” “Are there any more with this guy? This is the best.” “No,” Lee shook his head. “Most of them are with this big dark-skinned dude with braids. She acts like a regular porn star in those and all the others, doing it for the dick. This,” he pointed at his screen, “she was fucking the man. Not just his junk. It’s wicked. You should watch it from the beginning.” That monstrous energy inside of me was burned from the sock for a long time, but it was starting to bubble to the surface again, raging larger than ever before. “DID. YOU. FIND. HER?!”

My jeans felt too tight suddenly, clinging to my thighs like a cage. “Take them off,” Leah murmured against my ear. “Let us see how wet that pussy is.” I obeyed. I kicked off my shoes first, then slowly slid the denim down, baring my thighs, my hips, my soaked black thong. Leah made a sound behind me — part moan, part growl — and knelt down to press a kiss to my ass cheek. Daniel’s breath hitched. “Fuck. She’s dripping already.” I was. A single line of wetness had soaked through the crotch of my panties, shamelessly obvious. I felt open and exposed. Lit up under their eyes like a toy they were ready to share.

Abey wanted to talk to her but she knew it was going to be hard getting through to Gabby. Abey laid down on the couch and dozed off, her dreams were flooded with bad things that were about to happen. She wasn’t sure if she was going to be strong enough to get through what Dremis had planned. She wanted her best friend to come to her senses, but she knew Gabby was probably under some kind of mind control. Dremis was right, she felt isolated, and there was nothing she could do about it. She cried herself to sleep while watching The Price is Right.

Malhotra asked, looking straightly, making Neil shocked at his place. *** "Listen to me, I have very important work for you Leo.", Abeer whispered slowly so that Khushi wouldn't hear his conversation behind the doors. "Yes, boss. Just order me. Your wish is my command.", Leo said. "I am sending you a picture of a girl and her detailed information. Make sure she will get the job in one of my best hotels.",Abeer mumbled. "Okay boss. We will treat her with the best luxuries. Don't worry.", Leo informed.

And I swear they approved. My phone beeps on the bedside table. I sigh and walk back inside, pick up my phone, and open the message. It’s from Axel. Axel: Jackson shared his choice. E-fucking-ventually. Then he forwards a link. My hands shake as I open the video. It’s grainy. Dim lighting. A white room. And Lee. In a black hoodie. Tied up, sitting on a bed. He looks straight into the camera. Not crying. Not begging.

Tanner wrapped his arms around her, his heart aching as he felt her trembling against him. Closing his eyes, Tanner was suddenly and unexpectedly overwhelmed by a vivid, disturbing vision. It was Avery's dream he was seeing—a series of fragmented, harrowing images filled with fear and pain. He saw Yorgan, Avery's father, inflicting deliberate harm on her, his actions fuelled by malice and neglect. The scenes shifted rapidly, showing Avery left outside in the cold, shivering and alone, while Yorgan locked the door and collapsed in a drunken stupor.

“And what about his friend? The one who looked like he belonged to royalty?” Lena paused, tossing the pills into her mouth and washing them down with water. “Come to think of it he looked like the Sheikh of Ajman’s son? What was his name again?” Abby rolled her eyes. “Josiah freakin' Al-Nasser.” Lena smirked. “You said he was a solid ten. Flexing muscles, eatable face. What's the issue now?” Abby scowled, folding her arms. “Rich guys suck. Everything was great until he pulled some weird BDSM stunt. Which would have been fine except he kept pushing my hands away every time I tried touching him. Ugh! I got so pissed, I twisted his balls and slapped him.”

“But he is kind of a narcissi-oh, stop it, Isabelle.” I caught my reflection in the full-length mirror. Still in the damp bikini. The black fabric clung to every curve, the hibiscus prints dark against my skin. My gaze dropped. Slowly, I untied the halter top. It fell away. My full breasts spilled free heavy, nipples already tightening in the cool air-conditioned room. I cupped them, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks. A jolt of heat shot straight between my legs. I’d been horny for days, shoving the ache aside. But today? Today I couldn’t ignore it anymore.

I followed his gaze, and as I started watching Abigail again I knew that there was noting that my brother could do that was going to make me or anyone else look back at him because of what was happening on the other altar. Abigail Lefay was going to cum. Right here in full view of all of us. Katrina's fingers were pumping rapidly in and out of her pussy, and she had switched from licking Abigail's pussy to sucking her clit in and out of her mouth. My fingers blurred across my clit as I watched the incredible sight before me; Abigail was drenched in sweat her long dark hair clinging to her face and back, the leg she was balanced on was shaking so badly, that if Katrina hadn't had her arms wra