Aladdin Jasmine Porn Novels & Stories

"I'm here to get every ounce of wetness you have in you, I want you to be unable to walk tomorrow. I want my imprint on every part of your skin, I want you christened." My insides clenched again, as he pressed the start and stop button. He was testing me. "Just give me this one release and I'm yours." I negotiated. He grinned like a cat that caught the canary and I felt like I just sold my soul to the devil. He was going to take until he had his fill. "I'm going to ruin you for other men, Jasmine." He promised me. Finally after some time he decided to remove the object that was already slippery and licked it, "Sweet. I knew you were going to taste delicious." He muttered.

In a whirlwind of deceit and desire, Jasmine's life is turned upside down when her father remarries, setting off a chain of events that includes betrayal by her step-sister Layla and her own boyfriend, Paul. For her mother's treatment, Jasmine becomes a surrogate mother, leading to the birth of twins. Just as she begins to rebuild, billionaire Damon sets his sights on her, igniting a passion neither can deny. Their steamy encounters reveal hidden desires and challenge Jasmine's resolve. Damon's lips brushed against hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Trust me, Jasmine. Let me show you a world of passion and pleasure you've only dreamed of." "Stop it," Jasmine said. Suddenly two s

I got the notification from Jasmine on my phone. ‘Hi James, Alia wants to take up the offer.’ ‘Cool. And she’s definitely okay with everything?’ ‘Yes. Totally.’ Jasmine alone would have been amazing but to have a threesome with her and Alia was an unbelievably erotic prospect. My own imagination made me hard, as I began to explore the possibilities in my mind. Getting them slowly naked; kissing their smooth young bodies all lover; fingering their hot, wet pussies. It was too much and I had to go for a wank to calm myself down. It might be costing me six thousand pounds, but I was certain that it was money well spent.

Upon hearing it, the door opened, revealing a maid who looked down at her feet “Jasmine, our Alpha is in need of a distraction, and I believe that you can fulfill that before he gets ready to leave” “Yes, beta” she said, and Mattia nodded. He took a step back and grabbed the woman’s arm, causing her to flinch momentarily as he glared at her “one mistake and I will be sure that you pay for it” “I give you my word, I will be doing more than my best” she said, and Mattia nodded before taking a step back, watching as she approached me. He closed the door just as the woman got down on her knees in front of me, unzipping my pants, not waiting for me to tell her what to do. Jasmine was one of our m

Jasmine sees her father and quickly pretends that nothing has happened, "Dad, it's okay. I'm talking to my friends." If Aldrich knows that she can't even cope with a mistress, he will surely scold her again. Hearing that Jasmine calls the man dad, Nina looks at Aldrich for a while more. When she sees the pure girl beside him, Nina is shocked. This girl is the sexy girl who went to the club with Lucien that day. She will never mistake her. The cinnabar mole on the corner of her mouth is too obvious. What is her relationship with Aldrich? Nina is secretly curious.

I’m Jasmine, a 19-year-old femboy, and this is the story of how I became Ren’s submissive plaything. It all started when Ren and I met online, bonding over our shared interests in BDSM and strap-on play. We clicked instantly, and before long, we were planning to meet up and take our virtual fantasies to the real world.

That man makes the simplest of things sexy, I swear to the moon goddess. “I'm so fucking jealous”, Jasmine whined in my head, “I'll do anything to be in your place, I'm not even kidding”, she said and I burst out laughing. “Is something funny, baby?” Adrian asked and I looked at him, only for my breath to catch in my throat. Fuck me.

~Lena’s POV~ “Listen,” Jasmine said, leaning forward on my couch with that wicked sparkle in her eyes, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of her glass. “I’m telling you, there is nothing…absolutely nothing,like sliding two fingers over your clit after a long day and just letting go. Last weekend I had the apartment to myself and I swear I spent forty minutes edging and teasing my pussy until it was so swollen and wet I could hear every little stroke. When I finally rubbed hard and fast I came so hard my legs shook for ages. I still get wet thinking about it.”

I was about to roll my eyes when I turned to see her phone was up, facing us. “What are you doing,” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “I have been recording you two since the skeleton aisle,” she grinned. “Oh my God…The internet is going to eat this up. I’m posting it.” “What?” Jasmine spun around. “No, you are not….Haley!” She was already backing away, still recording. “This is prime romance content. Look at Jasmine…her hair’s all soft today. William’s literally blushing like a teenager. It’s giving lovers in denial. I need this for my page.”

I furrowed my brow, apprehensive about this situation. “It’s going to be okay. I’ll get you out of here. And given that your nose looks busted, I’m not surprised you can’t smell me.” She explained, reaching to free my wrists first. “Yeah, that would do it.” I conceded, still hoping to smell her when she had to lean closer. “Though maybe I shouldn’t release you just yet.” A devious smile spread across her lips and a glimmer of naughty thoughts in her eyes. “And what are you suggesting? Using me for sexual pleasure while I’m on a torture rack?” I arched an eyebrow. “I’ve heard rumors your Papa was kinky but didn’t think the Incubi Princess would be as bad.” I teased.