Billie Piper Nsfw Novels & Stories

Mike asked with furrowed brows. “Mike you know I’m not alone, I have a daughter Alexis?” He reminded Mike. “You’re not gonna fuck Alexis now are you? I’m talking about sensational stuff, sexual pleasure Hill.” Mr. Hill wasn’t convinced, all he wanted to do was go home to plan his schedule for the next day but Mike was resilient. “I promise you Hill, you won’t regret it.” Papayas Strip Club

Miller nodded, his hair dark-brown, his face rugged and handsome. "I want to be in p**n!" I blurted out, my entire body quivering. "Mmm, you do, huh?" Mrs. Miller smiled, her eyes burning with lust. "Do you have what it takes?" I nodded again, my pussy burning. I had watched so much p**n. Especially from Pole Dance Films, the Miller's company. "Virgin?" she asked. My cheeks burned now as I nodded.

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

“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.

“Yes, Elias! Breed me! Fill me up!” He came hard, pumping thick, powerful ropes of hot cum deep into my womb. I came with him, my pussy milking his cock as the stars around us exploded into brilliant light. We floated together afterward, his arms wrapped around me, his cock still buried inside me as the silk sheets gently cradled us. “Tomorrow night,” he whispered, kissing my forehead. “I’ll come for you again. And this time… I won’t be gentle.” Billie woke up in her real bed the next morning, her body aching deliciously, her pussy and thighs soaked with her own juices. She had cum multiple times during the night in her sleep.

'You are one of only twenty-two chosen. Emma didn't have the strength to read that sentence to the end. 'To confirm your interest once again, kindly make a payment...' She scrolled past this part too, till the end of the message: 'We cannot wait to witness and help shape the brilliance of your artistic journey here at Crestfield. The future is yours to paint.' 'No, the future has been sold,' she thought. She closed her eyes and buried her face in her pillow again. Her phone buzzed. A message.

She looks to the blond, then back to me a few times then a sinister smile crosses her face. "Do you think he is attractive?" She asks the blond, and her face turns red. "Yes, ma'am, but he is not my type," Joceline just laughs at her response. "I want you to feel his chest and arms rub over his body." The blond looks shocked. She starts to shake her head no at Joceline. Then Joceline reaches back and slaps her across the face. "You will do as you are told to. Do you understand me, Piper?" So the blond's name is Piper. She is holding her face as she responds, "Yes, Priestess," and she makes her way to the side of the bed and starts to run her hands over my body. I see the look of pain on her

“I am not going to be my mother’s subject like my sister was. She has no right to tell me who I can and cannot be with. She has no right to threaten me with marriage. Also, I am in no way ready to be eternally paired up with some girl. I can wait for as long as I want and not even get married if I wish to. But in all this, I do not want to break my mother’s heart. Two days before she came to make her deal with me, Anna had called saying my mother thinks I’m gay.” My face twitched in disgust at the thought of trading pussies for dicks. “I don’t my mother to think I cannot be with a woman, it will break her heart. So, I will hire a girlfriend and pay her generously for her services. It’s not g

He smirks when he sees my black lace panties and brings his nose to my crotch. He takes a whiff of my panties and his fingers wrap around the lace. With one brutal yank, Sir Oliver rips the delicate fabric in two, shredding it like paper in his hand. I gasp at the sudden exposure, my body shaking from the thrill of it all. I'm soaking wet. The ruined panties flutter to the ground like fallen petals. My bare flesh meets Sir Oliver's starving gaze. And yes, I'm smoothly shaved this time. Call me crazy but I've been shaving everyday since that night. And I've taken an interest in wearing panties more often.

That I wear crazy black lingerie that barely covers my ass, and pasties on my tits, swaying and dancing like a goddess, swimming in cash from men who throw hundred dollar notes like they're pouring away water. The cruel sound of the club music fills the room as Pippa plays the video again, she’s terrifyingly good. Even a straight lady will be gone staring at the way she’s doing it. Just how much of her body does she show to people? That's the question screaming in my mind as we watch the video. But that's not the terrying part, what if people that actually knows her see me, or maybe they come for me thinking I'm her? "Pippa?" I call out, my tone sounding hushed and panicked.