Bbw Abused Porn Novels & Stories

But it wasn’t the acting people watched porno for. Amber laughed when the dad said they were naughty girls letting their boyfriends come over when they were babysitting and naughty girls needed to be punished. Conveniently twin A was wearing a thong, so she bared her ass when she bent over the bed. The dad just happened to find a paddle lying around randomly and started swatting her with it. Twin B waited her turn inexplicably touching herself while Twin A started moaning. The camera zoomed in on the dad's crotch to show his cock starting to bulge as he paddled the bad girl.

She slammed her hands on the table and leaned closer to me. "Si cagna! Avrò il tuo lavoro!" Maria screamed. "Quanto di una cagna si pensi che sono io quando ho perdite non solo quelle foto, ma il video porno di voi e Oliver Fartham." I spat. The whole room went completely quiet. Maria looked at me with horror written all over her face. She sat back down and stared at me. "Tu e io sappiamo che non sei incinta. Let's just let this go before it escalates higher than it needs to." I said. Maria slowly turned towards Norman.

But still, money from the brothel was out of the list. "Coming back to Avatia's beautiful hot friend, what did you tell her?" He asked as he kept scrolling through his phone. 'Damn, this black girl got some sexy boobs.' He muttered to himself and I just shook my head. His love for women and sexual appetite was not normal. He needed rehab.

“Your greedy little cunt belongs to us now.” Nancy could only sob and scream in ecstasy, her body trapped and used between the two massive Black men as Abel fucked her into oblivion, his thick cock stretching her pussy to its absolute limit.

Spit dripped down my chin onto my shirt. Blackwood pulled out after a few minutes, breathing hard. He hauled me up by my hair and bent me over his desk in one rough motion. My skirt was flipped up, and two thick fingers shoved into my pussy without warning. “Already wet,” he muttered, almost disgusted. “Of course you are. Dirty little slut.” He didn’t prep me. He just lined up and shoved his cock inside me in one brutal thrust. I cried out. He was too big. It burned.

I’m alone in their massive house, horny and determined to make Damien lose control tonight. I start looking through their media room for something to watch… and I hit the jackpot. A hidden folder on their TV called “Private.” Inside are dozens of high-quality p**n videos — rough sex, cheating husbands, babysitter fantasies, creampies, degradation. Exactly my kind. My pussy throbs instantly. I put on one of the filthiest ones — a young babysitter getting brutally fucked by the married dad while his wife sleeps upstairs. The girl on screen is moaning like a whore, getting her pussy pounded mercilessly.

"Seeing the CEO destroy his assistant's cunt. You'd be fired. I'd be crucified." The taboo terror-lust surged in, imagined cameras possibly playing, a late-night guard glancing up. I ground back, fucking his hand. "Ruin me... please..." He laughed darkly, withdrawing to slap my pussy, and my clit was throbbing from abuse. "Beg louder, Elena. Beg your boss to break you." "Please, Mr. Blackwood... wreck my pussy. Make me cum screaming."

My eyes was still shut tightly, but I was sweating profusely, my armpits itching me. "Come on girl, open your eyes." I heard my abductor mutter. He voice was strained, like he was struggling with something. I opened one eyes. My breath hitched in my throat, my jaw slackening at the sight before me. My abductor was moving to and fro quickly, it was almost comical, like he was having an epileptic seizure. My eyes fixated on his penis that was slamming in and out of the woman whose name was Bella, at a speed that seemed inconceivable to me. My jaw slackened some more at the way the woman was bent, she was naked and was on all fours on the bed, dipping her waist so low. I wondered if she was a c

“Reyna’s in the box like a good little gift.” Gasps rippled through the church. Jade’s face went white. “Turn it off! That’s not…” But it kept playing. More men joining in. Jade getting passed around, begging for more while they covered her in cum. Then the clip shifted to my father, Senator Briggs, pressed against the wall with Mrs. Calloway, her tits out, moaning as he fucked her standing up. “Your married pussy feels so good,” he grunted. “Take it just like old times.”

The city lights glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow over her bare skin. A soft moan slipped from her lips as she slid two fingers beneath the lace, circling her swollen clit. On the large TV mounted on the wall, the video played loud enough for her to hear every filthy word. “Daddy’s little girl has been so bad today,” the deep male voice growled from the screen. “Look at that wet pussy dripping for punishment.” Becky’s back arched, her free hand squeezing one of her full, perky breasts. Her nipples were tight and aching. She was soaked—embarrassingly soaked. The kind of wet that made her thighs slick.