Billie Piper Nsfw Novels & Stories

“Everything he does, from opening the door to buying you dinner to pumping your gas, is an investment in time to the ultimate goal of getting into those panties.” Safira looks at Adonis again as he looks away, wiping the sweat from his brow. The mean in the audience barked their agreement. “Well, what if I just want sex?” The woman demanded, lifting her chin to a defiant angle. “Well, if that’s all you want, go get it, the. Let me be the first to beat the other men in here to the punch. Can I have your number?” The crowd roared, and several men stood on their feet and started calling out to her. She blushed.

The kiss is demanding, her tongue sliding between my lips, and I open for her. Piper turns to straddle me, grinding her pussy over my crotch while we make out. I breathe deep, searching for the hint of Cassandra’s scent that’s slowly begun to permeate my home, only growing hard when I find it and part of me secretly wishing for more. Piper notices the difference and moans, grinding harder against the straining bulge in my pants. And I realize in that moment, yes, I am going to hell. Later, after Piper has gone home and the house is quiet, I sit and think about what kind of man performs affection deliberately to cause pain to someone who can't call him on it. I don't have a comfortable answer

His gaze dropped, locked, and darkened. “What are you doing?” His voice cracked through the space, rougher than gravel. “Taking off my panties,” I answered, low and unashamed. I let the lace dangle from one ankle before kicking it aside. “So you can watch. Maybe after I entertain you, you’ll add me to that list.” “You’re not just on the list, Piper,” he growled, sweat beading at his temple, voice trembling with restraint. “You’re eighteen. You’re too young, too small, too—”

“I don't know how to explain it to you. Just know that you're special and very important to me. Aurora, I think I love…” A loud scream comes from the other side, and I can't be more glad for the much needed interruption. I turn to look and see William pounding into one of the girls from behind while she kneels on all four, screaming and shouting like one under torture. There is whitish liquid staining the area they were joined and more pumps out as William thrusts into her, even dripping down her thighs. He spanks her ass at intervals, as she screams, asking for more. The other girl was sucking the boob of the girl being fucked, while touching herself. The first girl was equally touching her

She inched closer to him once more and asked, "Why are you not looking at me?" "Listen, I don't mind being one of your sluts, I just..... Jack yelled, "Get out of here!" "Jack......." Jack glared furiously at her in annoyance. He pleaded with the audience, "Don't make me repeat myself." Piper moved back, opened the door, and then ran out of the room while still crying. Jack quickly retrieved a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and began puffing on it with a lot of intensity. **** BRI'S ROOM ****

"Sofia is on her knees for you! This is a humiliation that violates family Onore! What more do you want? Even an execution needs a trial!" "I told you, she's my sister. As a Il Papa, why are you so petty?" "Open the gate and let us in! If you behave and stop throwing this tantrum, the position of Underboss is still yours." I looked down at this man and woman, who seemed to have the intelligence of single-celled organisms. I didn't even have the urge to pull my gun anymore. I just felt a deep, profound sadness. For fifteen years, I had fed my soul to these mongrels.

That I couldn't get paid anywhere else. There I stood rubbing my ass up and down the pole stripping from my firewoman playout fit. Tonight was " acting night" and every stripper had to play the role of a naughty girl at work. I was wearing a very short blue and yellow skirt that exposed my blue thong and my shirt was bright red for fire it barely covered my huge breasts. I slowly unbuttoned each button and then I bent down opening my legs widely to the crowd. They all screamed as they saw my pussy half exposed, They love it.

Piper’s POV I felt a hand caressing my face, continued down to my breast, which were still covered by a pink t-shirt. Then, he gently kissed my lips while taking off my clothing, bra, and panties. I kept on muttering and trying to push his body away from me, but he didn’t budge at all. Then he whispered in my ear, “You have been paid, so enjoy it.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied. My vision became blurry and all I could see was he was wearing a black suit, about 175 cm tall, blue eyes and dark brown hair.

Brenda and Ethan are chatting happily as they watch their documentary and I can't stop straining me ears so as to listen to Ethan's voice which is just like a sweet melody to me. Sometimes they're giggling, other times they're kissing and that alone gives me an instant arousing. Despite the fact that I had a guy in my bed just yesterday, the urge to touch myself overwhelms me, making me to slip a finger into my throbbing honey pot. Oh boy! Am I not dripping wet? I thrust several fingers into my wet honeypot but that doesn't satisfy me at all. I need a real man to curb that urge but where can I get one right now when the owner of the house is around? I go for the only available solution...my

He remained shrouded in darkness as the moans and cries reached him; bulging his cock in his pants. Was it weird that he was thinking of also showing his hysterical woman the wonders of submissive sex? She isn’t your woman, the voice in his head countered “Yet” Jackson whispered, grinning in the dark He descended the stairs, heading to his suite and to the woman he had left there. He opened the door to an empty room and something white flapping in the sheets as he approached. “Thank you for everything, stranger” it read He stepped briskly out of the room and out of the club but he was sure she was long gone