Boe Jack Ryan Porn Novels & Stories

The wet, filthy sounds of skin slapping skin and sloppy blowjobs filled the house. “Such good little sluts,” Ryan praised from the side, his hand fisting in my hair to help guide Tyler deeper into my mouth. “Taking those cocks like you were made for it.” I came again hard on Jake’s dick, my pussy clamping down and squirting around him. He groaned, slowing just enough to let me ride it out before picking up speed. “That’s it, Sasha, milk my cock with that greedy cunt.”

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Ryan took his place, sliding in with one smooth thrust, his cock hitting different angles, thicker at the base. I cried out, my legs wrapping around him. “Ryan— you’re so good inside me. Yes.” He set a brutal pace, his hands pinning my wrists above my head, dominating every inch. “Is this what you wanted all these years? My cock in you?” “Yes—please, deeper. Own me.” Jake straddled my chest then, his cock tapping my lips. “Open up.” I did, sucking him down, tasting myself on him—musky, intimate.

Ryan forced my legs wider and shoved the cold, silver barrel deep into my opening. ​I shrieked. The freezing metal against my burning, raw skin made my pussy clench. He didn't just leave it there; he started to pump it in slowly. “Fuck! OMG Ryan! Please!” The squelch of my juices against the metal was loud and disgusting in the quiet room. ​"You were fucking yourself with this, Jade. I saw you." He ground the silver knob into my clit while the pen stayed buried inside me. "You wanted a piece of me so bad you stole my property. You said you were dreaming of me, so why were you looking for a replacement tonight? Do you think he could make you leak like this?"

Uncle Ryan dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs, devouring my pussy with rough, hungry licks while Jake sucked hard on my tits. I moaned loudly as they worked me over. Kyle shoved two fingers into my mouth to keep me quiet while Uncle Ryan made me come hard on his tongue. They moved me to the old wooden table in the center of the boathouse. Uncle Ryan went first. He bent me over the table and slammed his thick cock into my soaked pussy from behind, pounding me with deep, powerful strokes. Jake fed his cock into my mouth at the same time, fucking my throat while Kyle slapped my ass and played with my clit.

Bee was flattered, finally somebody, even though the wrong person, but somebosy noticed her; she grinned merrily before saying, "Thank you, Mr. Jack." Amidst the sound of the two chattering and laughter the sound of the breaking of knuckles were heard making them shut up at once. Jack looked down at Ryan who was staring down at his plate, grimly cracking on his knucles. Even though his face was not visible for him Jack could still imagine the horrifying expression of anger on the devil's face. He eye signalled at Bee to look at the man's expression.

“Your girl’s pussy is so much tighter than I imagined. She’s creaming all over my cock right now, bro. Begging for my cum like the desperate slut she is.” I moan louder for the video. “He’s ruining me, Jake. His cock is so much bigger. I’m gonna cum again—” Ryan reaches down and rubs my clit fast while pounding me. I cum violently, squirting all over his cock and the couch as I scream. He doesn’t stop. He keeps railing me through it until I’m a shaking, sobbing mess. He pulls out suddenly and flips me onto all fours. He slams back in from behind, one hand fisting my hair, the other spanking my ass red.

He squeezed them rough, pinching my nipples until I gasped into Ryan’s mouth. They moved me fast. Ryan kept fingering me while his dad walked us backward into the big family room. The lights were off, only moonlight coming through the big windows. They pushed me down onto the wide leather couch. “On your hands and knees,” Mr. Reynolds ordered. I got into position fast, ass up, back arched, face down on the cushions. My panties were soaked through. Ryan ripped them down my legs and tossed them away. “Look at that pretty pink cunt,” Ryan said. He spread my ass cheeks wide. “Still dripping from Jake. Pathetic.”

Worse still, Peter had pictures of Becca in various stages of undress and nude pictures of her, but in all of them, she seemed to be unaware that her picture was being taken. Ryan was about to get angry at this gross invasion of Becca’s privacy when Peter showed him one in which Becca was clearly aware of the camera, and had even posed for it, sticking out her tongue and striking a sexy pose on the bed in all her naked glory. There were others too, of Becca trying out different poses, even though it was clear that she was not experienced in what she was doing. “That’s enough. I don’t want to see any of that again. You should be ashamed of yourself.” Ryan ground out through clenched teeth. Th

But I also wanted Syl. “Jack, Jack, Jack!” I let out a deep moan as he began to slide the dildo in and out of me. All I could think and say was his name. I wished he was f*cking me, and visualised him on top of me, pleasuring me with his well-honed skills like how he did back in Thailand. Right now, I had to be patient. Jack feared getting on the bad side of Lenard Lee. I didn’t want to see his buttocks torn apart by whips for having ‘seduced’ Lenard’s woman. The thrusts inside me became more frequent. I moaned uncontrollably, still imagining Jacques riding me with his large member filling me up entirely.