Adin Ross Sex Tape Novels & Stories

“What?” “You see what’s blowing up on T*****r?” His voice was too loud in the close space of the car, too casual for what was twisting in my stomach. “Missed it,” I lied, my tone flat as stone. He laughed, a sharp bark that grated down my nerves. “Sex tape. Some woman screwing Logan goddamn King at that party last week. Video’s everywhere.” I pressed my fingers to the side of my thigh until they went numb. “Man,” he went on, oblivious, “she’s got a body, though. Flexible as hell, and she can ride. I’m telling you, some girls were born for p**n.”

Gonzalo stated out of breath, laughing. Rolf passed me like some toy to Gonzalo and they changed position. Rolf took over from where Gonzalo stopped and pinched my nipples roughly in between his palms, I moaned out tilting my head to his chest. Hot breath met my clit and minutes later, I felt a tongue on it making me squeeze Gonzalo's head in between my thighs. Rolf trailed kisses on my neck and shoulders while his hands were still playing with my nipples. My arousal was blinding them, drawing out their animalistic nature.

But the only gaze that mattered burned into me from across the room. Mr. Alessandro Rossi. He stood tall and imposing in a perfectly fitted black tuxedo, silver threading through his dark hair, exuding raw dominance. His eyes—dark, intense, knowing—locked onto me the moment I entered. They raked slowly down my body, lingering on my cleavage, the curve of my ass, the slit revealing my stocking-clad thigh. I felt stripped bare, even more naked than in that video. My nipples hardened instantly against the thin fabric of my dress, and a fresh gush of wetness soaked my thong.

The whispers turn to moans and when the image finally clears up, it's then I realise Dre's naked This video...it isn't just any video. It's Dre's sex tape!

Same long black hair, brown eyes and very impressive rack. Having no desire to listen to the stilted dialogue of the alleged plot, I brought the video forward. "Oh yeah." I whispered as the teacher was now on her knees, sucking her lucky students cock. The camera panned to show her from behind and I licked my lips at the sight of her perfect ass. I remembered my own story where I had my tongue buried in Miss Ross's ass and as the camera went back to the stunning brunette sucking cock, I began to imagine how I would describe it. I sat up as the rest of my story jumped into my head and clicking off the video brought "Special" back up and began typing at a frenetic pace. My fingers pounded away

Ross smiled as he felt the kick in his veins whooshed into his bloodstream as she moved in her black see through panties. Tippa dragged her hands along her bare thighs to her waist and the curves of her breasts. When Tippa brushed her hands along her neck and face before spearing her fingers into her hair. Ross stretched out his hand asking her to bring all that lushness to him. "Look at you, so sexy."

“We’re not done. Rossi and Rosso’s exchanged glances, then Rosso turned me around so I was on all fours. Rossi sat in front of me while Rosso grabbed his favorite dildo. Rosso inserted the dildo slowly into my wet pussy. I choked on a gasp. Slowly, he took it out and spat on my asshole. Slowly at first, he pushed the dildo in my ass. I needed the freedom to moan and scream. My eyes swelled with tears. Rosso kept fucking my ass with the dildo till most of it was in me. Rossi retrieved his dick, drool leaked from my mouth as I gasped for air. He pressed hard against my throat until faint spots danced across my vision and the heat blazed hotter in my body.

Arnold pushed two thick fingers inside me while his tongue flicked rapidly over my clit. A soft whimper escaped my throat. I quickly covered it with a cough. “Miss Dorla?” Rosa asked, looking concerned. “I’m fine,” I said through gritted teeth. “Just… avocado is fine. And some fruit.” Arnold curled his fingers inside me, hitting that perfect spot while sucking harder on my clit. I couldn’t hold it back. “Ah..!” I gasped sharply. Rosa frowned. “Miss, are you alright? You look flushed.” Arnold didn’t stop. He was eating me like a man starved, his fingers pumping faster as his tongue worked my clit mercilessly.

No text, just an attached video file. I opened it curiously, thinking maybe Raina sent a silly photo. The video started playing automatically, no warning. The screen showed a bedroom, dimly lit. Then I saw them. Sebastian. In Ross’s bed, kissing her passionately. Clothes coming off in hurried movements, bodies moving together, skin on skin. Sounds I would never unhear, moans and gasps that cut straight through me. Everything inside me shattered in an instant, like glass hitting the floor.

"Yes, I do, Rosa. I need to be better than her for once. I will wait until the end of the summer. I told you I need to do those nude sessions for college money." Rosa stops hugging me and covers her mouth. "I'm sorry did I hear you say, nude sessions? You've never done a nude session. How are you supposed to get behind a camera and make porn?" "Well, actually that's not entirely true. I had help. Arlo...he helped me. We....ummmm." "Did Arlo take nude photos of you? Damn, girl!" "That's kind of how we ended up having sex the other night. Please keep this to yourself."