Billie Piper Nsfw Novels & Stories

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.

Bidders paid exorbitant sums for increasingly depraved acts: • Making her squirt on command while describing her own degradation • Triple penetration (pussy, ass, and throat) • Having her breasts milked on camera while being fucked • Forcing her to thank every single anonymous bidder by name while cumming By the fifth hour, Sophia was a broken, cum-drenched wreck. Her pussy and asshole gaped obscenely, twitching and leaking thick rivers of seed. Her face, tits, and swollen belly were glazed white. She could barely speak, but the cameras kept rolling. The final bidder paid a record sum for the ultimate act. All five men — Elias, Lucian, Damian, Kai, and Ronan — took her at once on the glass p

Law. The house was quiet when I returned, but something felt off. Molly’s door was open. I paused in the hallway, then stepped inside. There, in the center of the cage bed, was Billie. She was on her stomach, face buried in one of the pillows, slowly, desperately humping against another pillow below her stomach. The silky nightdress had ridden up her hips, exposing the bare curve of her ass and the slick shine between her thighs. Soft, needy little whimpers escaped her with every roll of her hips.

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

"Thank you." I tugged on my shirt. "For what, Little One?" "For giving me a shower scene that will forever erase the last one I remember. The one with my ex and another woman." I chuckled. "Perhaps the next time I'll have you pressed against the shower wall with my mark on your neck." Piper smiled. "Perhaps that will happen." *** William waited until Piper went to her room before he barged into mine. He looked worried, his face ashen in color. "What is it now?" I asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

It was incredibly embarrassing for a woman of her age to still have her bedroom littered with her teenage self! Piper stood looking in the mirror - her hair was still a deep auburn that fell past her shoulders. Her eyes were a deep shade of blue and her skin was still as pale as the day she was born. In her eyes, she had always looked unremarkable, but people always commented on how beautiful she was. At a size 16 and 5ft, 9 Piper was what you would politely call curvaceous - at least that's what she had been told by her lovers in the past. Well if you could count only 2 men as lovers. She had even been likened to a younger Christina Hendricks on more than one occasion. If only!

He said "Ahh..stop..they're going to see us" Billie said "I don't give a FUCK" He said and she liad her head against his shoulder "Hmm..Adrian..why are doing this right now?" Billie asked "I wanna show you what proffesional bad boys do..and i want you to say it professionally in your moans" He said kissing her ear loop, neck and collar bone as his hand massaged her breast "Say what..?" Billie asked and his hand left her breast, inside her panties and to her clit

“Sorry, Piper. I was listening.. umm dare.” Piper twirled a lock of her perfect hair around her finger, a wicked, bitchy grin spreading across her face. She glanced at Noah Brooks, then back at me, tapping her long nail against her lip like she was savoring this moment. “I dare you to whisper the nastiest thing you’ve ever done… while Noah fingers you.” My heart slammed against my ribs. Holy fucking shit, Piper. I had two choices: chicken out in front of my boyfriend, or go through with it like the brave slut I wanted to be.

18+ Explicit Content BILLIE And then it was a blur. I beg them to use me like a toy and they do. I couldn’t tell who was where, because my eyes were shut tight in ecstasy, and it’s just like my initiation when I was blindfolded, only this time I’m sure there’s more than one werewolf taking me. Each time one comes, he’s replaced by another between my legs, and he takes me right over the edge. I come so many times, I lose count.