Cara May Porn Novels & Stories

Warning: Explicit sexual content, consensual non-consent fantasy, public sex, double penetration, loss of virginity, extremely rough sex. 18+ only. Maya had been researching Route 47 for three weeks. It started innocently enough....an overheard conversation in the college library between two girls whispering about "that bus" and "if you're brave enough" and "I heard someone actually did it." Then a late-night dive down internet rabbit holes, finding the forums, the anonymous posts, the detailed accounts.

Kinks: voyeurism, discreet sex, handjob, pussy play The subway car rattled through the underground tunnels, packed tight with rush-hour commuters. Bodies pressed against each other in the humid air, the scent of sweat and cheap perfume hanging heavy. Maya gripped the overhead rail, her short skirt brushing against her smooth thighs. She loved these moments—the thrill of being surrounded by strangers, her heart pounding not just from the crowd but from the secret cravings she harbored.

DANE Cara is my addiction. Right now, my mind is completely consumed only with thoughts of her, her lips, and the intoxicating sensation of how fucking good and perfect her soft ass feels in my hand…. I give it a soft squeeze before moving up to explore her back. My tongue slides against the plump of her lips, coaxing and seeking permission into her mouth. She moans, her lips parting to grant me the access I’m craving into her mouth, and I grab the opportunity and slide my tongue in.

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

I fondled her beautiful tits and began rubbing her nipples, making her relax even more. Rubbing her hard nipples, I thrusted forward lightly and the head of my cock popped into her ass. "Aargh" I threw my head back at the pleasure the head of my cock just experienced. "Da... Daddy" "Love" I groaned slid a hand down to her clit and began to gently circle her clit. I pushed in a few more inches and a loud cry left Caramia. "You are so big, daddy! Ah! It's too big..." "Yet, you are taking it like the good girl you are, Cara..." My voice had deepened with the pleasure.

Megan cooperated gamely until her daughter at last sat back, licking her lips in satisfaction. "Man, that was super gross," Cassie said, nose wrinkling. "Not the cum, obviously, but kissing my mom like that I mean. The girls in the pornos do it all the time, though, so hopefully I made it look good for you. Real, real weird doing it with my mom, even though I guess in porn girls make out with their moms all the time, though those aren't their real moms, and half the time the actresses are practically the same age which I do not get at all. But since you're still hard, I guess you liked it, huh Mr. Canon?" "Yeah, Mr. Canon. Did you like it?" Megan asked innocently.

Cara's movements were awkward, yet filled with urgency. She fumbled for a while before finally managing to undo Raven's belt. He watched her patiently, his gaze calm, the corners of his lips lifting into a faint smile. With his quiet cooperation, she quickly stripped off the rest of his clothes. His massive erection stood tall, pressing up against her stomach, demanding her attention. Cara dropped to her knees, took him into her mouth, and began to lick and suck with growing eagerness.

She had told him that she was meeting some girlfriend and had some old pictures on her phone she could use to send him wearing the same outfit. At the park, Cara pulled into the dark area under a large maple tree and turned off the engine. She reached the seat lever and eased the seat back spreading her legs as she leaned further and further back. Soon, Steve was on top of her and it wasn’t much longer that he was inside her. All a while her boyfriend sat at home waiting for her to come home. She’d be home soon, but filled with another man’s cum inside her. Now her plan was in motion.

I called after her, pushing in another finger earning a cry from her. " Please...do it!" " Say it," I demanded harshly, pushing in another finger, her clit tightening around my four fingers that now massaged her clit. Cara cried, begging for me to take her whole, she wanted me to drive her crazy, more than the way I had done earlier. " I want you..." She managed to speak out, her breathing so heavy and loud, her voice so shallow.

I walked up the stairs quickly only to be met by a petite woman who looked to be in her late thirties or early forties. She turned to look at me as I walked in. "Hi," I said awkwardly. She smiled brightly. "Do you know where Cain is?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips. "I've been looking for him all morning." I shook my head. "I'm sorry, I don't." She shrugged. "Oh well, I'll see him eventually." The woman turned back around and began to open the drawers in his desk. "Don't mind me," she said, noticing that I was watching her. "I'm just being nosy."