Billie Piper Nsfw Novels & Stories

, I stuttered, too excited to continue with a decent response. “What do you need right away? What shall I do for you?” Xender grated. “I need to initiate self-gratification,” I told him, my fingers already creeping toward my jeans. “You are currently unauthorized for that action, Maya.” My fingers paused because I knew that without his explicit permission to indulge, the experience would be functionally incomplete. “Why?” “Because I am the only one who can. I am the only one who will initiate contact with you tonight.” He told me. I screwed my eyes shut as if doing so would alleviate the pulsing ache between my legs.

"You do know. You want to call me Daddy. So call me it." "Daddy," she whispered. My cock twitched again and I needed to let go of it so I didn't blow my load right there. "I'm going to regret this in the morning," I mumbled. "But take off your fucking clothes and get in the damn shower." In a millisecond, Piper was naked and climbing in the shower. As soon as her back hit the spray of the water, I had her against the wall, mauling her mouth. My hands migrated to her tits... Her incredible tits. They were big and perfect, resting gently against the top of where her ribcage started. I picked them up with my hands and pressed them together while my tongue found both of her nipples.

Robert's footsteps came to a halt then he said, "I have to take a phone call, Mila but I'll be back soon." I heard him walk away. When Mr. Williams pushed his finger inside of my slick slit, I immediately climaxed. Squeezing his hand in deeper with my thighs, I rode it for a minute straight while I kept coming. He moved it in and out faster for me. Reaching up I clung to his neck as he kissed my face. I watched in the mirror as he licked my neck to my ear, playing with it then bit my chin. I gasped while Mr. Williams held me. My pussy was dripping through my panties. I could feel ropy strings of it sliding between my legs. Turning around I checked out the skirt. It looked like I wet myself.

Phoenix said and Kiara turned to the old lady. “Good Morning, Madame, Phoenix had been telling me nonsense, could you tell me what happened last night?” “I don’t really know the whole thing, but when young master asked me to help you, we put you in the bath tub so you could freshen up and I don’t know what’s the deal between you two but you were so drunk and you were asking young master to have se-x with you but he refused.” Nana said which made Kiara turned into red tomato as blood rushed to her face in embarrassment. She was frozen in her spot and Phoenix just smirked beside her.

Stepsister Begs for More. Dozens of videos. All of them featuring girls who looked suspiciously like me—same long dark hair, same curvy hips, same innocent face getting ruined. I clicked one. The girl was on her knees, moaning exactly like I sounded in my own fantasies. The guy behind her was pounding deep, growling, “Take it, little sis…” Heat flooded my core. My pussy clenched so hard I whimpered. I was soaked. Without thinking, I shoved my hand down my shorts, fingers sliding through my slick folds. I was dripping. I circled my swollen clit, biting my lip as the girl on screen took every inch.

She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

Turning to me, he pleaded, “Lana, tell them who I am to you.” I pursed my lips and remained silent. Chris glared at my father with bloodshot eyes and ordered his men, “Make sure he gets what he deserves. I can’t stand men like him.” Bernardo attempted to flee, but he was quickly surrounded, pressed to the floor, and beaten. He screamed as blows rained down on him like a common criminal. Chris turned to me, giving me a sinister look. I took a deep breath and said apologetically, “I’m sorry for hurting you, but I’m a stripper here. I’m not interested in sex for money; I’m only here for work.”

"Oh, sweet lord in heaven," Piper giggled again. She had never had a client like Bill. He watched hungrily as she gently lifted a boob and brought it to her lips. He made an animalistic noise low in his throat, watching her kiss her mound, running her pink tongue over the pale, creamy skin. Then she wrapped her lips around the nipple, and precum seeped from his cock, staining his pants and drenching it. "Oh, someone's very excited," She purred, eyeing the spreading wet patch in his pants.

He pinched my neck and suddenly released me. I was almost choking as I struggled between coughs to breathe. “I’m sorry,” I said in a whisper, struggling to keep the tears from spilling. “You will be when I’m done with you. For now, come with me, you have a client to impress.” I followed him out of the dressing room while trying to straighten my dress and fix my makeup. He was walking briskly and I was trying to catch up with him. We passed through the main strip lobby, taking the stairs up. This part of Please and Pleasure Night Club was where the main fun happened: Oral sex, BDSM, threesomes, and even torture sex. My breath hicked at the sight of these activities. At least, Nick only let me

Sitting under the shade of a tree, Alice began to share her worries. "Grandmother, I'm facing a dilemma regarding Peter," Alice began. "I love him dearly, but part of me is still afraid of being hurt again. I know he's changed, that he's determined to be a good father and companion, but sometimes the insecurity still haunts me."