Andre Garcia Porn Novels & Stories

"Yes. You need to go out and have some fun, Eva. That's what you need. Watching extreme sports videos isn't going to help cure your heartbreak. Now get your ass off the couch and let's go." With that said, June and Vicky turned to walk out, expecting me to follow. I sighed, getting up from the couch to follow them. Before I turned my tablet off, I looked at the screen one last time, and my heart did another stupid leap as I stared at the man on the screen whose extreme sports videos I've been binge-watching for a week. Adam Garcia. God, why did he... Why did he seem so familiar? Like I already knew him before discovering him on the internet.

Since technically Gigi must be somewhere sleeping he just do his things, he turned on his computer his cock was already hard at the thought of what he was about to do. As I opened up the browser, typing my favorite term into the search bar of the pornhub website. I lowered my underwear to my crotch preparing for some fun aiming for the first video that caught my eyes. As the first video started playing my dick was as hard as a rod, as I began to stroke my dick. My bedroom door swung open.

Elara’s phone screen lit up with a notification that stopped her heart cold. An unknown email address had sent a video file titled “Stepbrother’s Dirty Secret.” Her fingers trembled as she opened it. The footage began playing automatically. There she was, completely naked, riding Jax hard in the Big Sur cabin, her head thrown back in ecstasy while he gripped her hips and thrust up into her. The camera angle was perfect, capturing every explicit detail. Every moan. Every slap of skin. Every creampie he had filled her with.

The naked lady bends in a doggy style, her hands grab the end of the bed, her ass pushed out to Uncle Kay who straps behind her, aggressively pumping his hips inside her big pussy! I've seen a few naked couple… not a novice to pornography, but seeing Uncle Kay’s big cock that naturally mocks my too-ting dildo gets pumped inside her dripping red pussy, leaves my jaw hanging down. “Hmmm…” I moan, imagining what that size will do to my small cunt.

I moaned around Brian’s shaft, my body rocking with every stroke from Garvin. They flipped me over onto all fours. Garvin moved behind me and pressed his cock against my tight asshole, working it in slowly until he was buried deep. The stretch burned so good. Brian slid underneath me on the floor, guiding his thick cock into my pussy. They filled both my holes completely. Garvin pounding my ass from behind while Brian drove up into my cunt. I was trapped between their hard bodies on the rough carpet, moaning like a whore, my tits swinging as they used me. Sweat dripped down my back. I came hard, my holes clenching around both cocks, juices soaking Brian’s shaft and the bed beneath us. They d

Fuck. He should have shut down his laptop but he was already pulled into the world of pleasure she had on full display for any one who cared to watch. He navigated to one more video and instantly regretted it. It was a video of a gang bang and watching the male actors take turns with her, stretching her out and bending her in every position conceivable by the human mind filled him with a silent rage. What made it worse was the fact that she obviously enjoyed every bit of it, bobbing her head up and down the shaft of one’s cock, having another stretch out and pound her pussy, another pull her nipples and another stand watching all the action while jerking off and releasing his cum all over he

“Show the camera what a whore you are.” My face burned, but the arousal was overwhelming. I dropped the towel, untying the bikini top to let my full breasts spill out, nipples already rock hard. Then the bottoms, my shaved pussy exposed, glistening with my own excitement. The chat erupted: “New girl’s hot!” “Eat her out!” Tips hit €1000 in seconds. Zara pulled me onto the bed fully, pushing me down on my back. “Spread your legs, Maya. Let them see your cunt.”

“Enjoy the show, firecracker. This is what a real man looks like.” Parker’s voice cut through the dim storage room like a challenge as Joanne pushed the door open, looking for her best friend Lila after last period. She froze in the doorway. Lila was bent over a stack of old gym mats, skirt bunched around her waist, and panties dangling from one ankle. Parker stood behind her, pants shoved down just enough, thrusting into her with deep, powerful strokes. His hand was fisted in Lila’s hair, pulling her head back while the other gripped her hip hard enough to leave marks.

“Please Nate… I need your cock inside me. I’ll be good. I’m only twenty-one… I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me hard. Fill me up.” Fuck, her words got me. I pushed just the head inside her. She felt so damn good. Hot. Tight. I held still. Let the cameras see how her pussy gripped me. Chat started blowing up. I glanced over quickly. “Damn she tight.” “Make her beg more.” “Edge that whore.” I read one out loud like it was mine. “Yeah you heard that? Beg louder baby. They wanna hear how desperate my twenty-one year old slut is.” She didn’t question shit. Just moaned louder.

I sobbed, tears running down my cheeks, along with my juices down my legs. “Tell.” Thrust. “Me.” Another thrust. “Why.” Again… and I full-on sobbed like a baby. “Because my husband doesn’t fuck me! Mr Garcia doesn’t fuck me! Please, Viktor…. don't torture me like this.” “Who fucks you?” he asked, but before I could respond, he buried my face in the pillows again, muffling my voice as I screamed, his thrusts going absolutely berserk, and feral.