Carrie Underwood Porn Novels & Stories

Xavier tried to turn away when he noticed that her nipples were hard and poking through the cotton, and he could see the darker caramel ring surrounding them, contrasting against the white of the shirt. Dammit, he thought and looked back at the television. The saleswoman was moaning and panting as the guy fucked her from behind. The camera angles were typical porn because they were showing up close and personal of his in and out thrusts. Xavier thought about grabbing his pillow again but was too caught up in the movie to bother with it.

She ground her hips on her palm, meeting every thrust. “Yes, yes, yes!” Carrie shuddered on her fingers. She pressed herself against my palm. And there! Release was ripped out of her. Slick ran down my legs in endless dribbles. Her omega sighed in approval. She quickly went into her house, stripped down her clothes, took a bath, and put on a pair of new underwear—something her sex had missed for the last hour. Who would have thought that at thirty-six, one failed marriage, and an infertility diagnosis, she would be giving her underwear to a young Alpha bachelor?

I sent a text. I was stark naked when I heard the knock. Not only naked, I had reached for my toothbrush and it was half in me. I ignored the knock at first. I focused on pleasure. My hand was on my right breast and the other hand was working the toothbrush at uneven rhythm. I was turning on my couch and I loved it. Yeah I went for Pornhub, I was watching a threesome with two girls and a big cock pounding them. That’s what I wanted. To join Donald and his beauty blonde. I got something better.

she whined. "She wanted to take pictures of us having sex! How is that not a big deal?" "But it's not gonna be used commercially, she said there will be an agreement that it's going to be used privately and anonymously ... no one's ever gonna know about it except her, it's her hobby," Charlie was being defensive. "It's porn, Charlie, for her private pleasure ... she just put it in so many words that it sounded like something else," Tommy wasn't buying it. Charlie tugged at his shirt, "It's us ... making love, Tommy, like we've done so many times before ... So what if she wanted to watch and take pictures? She's eccentric, she has weird hobbies," Charlie seemed to have made up her mind about

I’m sprawled naked on my childhood bed, sheets kicked to the floor, phone propped on a Mountain Dew can while I scroll the private F******k group somebody made called “Kaylee Breeding Weekend, UNCENSORED.” Four thousand members now. Riverbend’s population just doubled overnight. I’m halfway through a video of Big Lisa power-driving me with that black strap-on when the front door slams so hard the walls shake.

I’ve even watched a fair amount of p**n but never felt drawn to gay p**n or even drawn to the dick on screen. I was/am a whore of a human and cheat on my wife often. One of the women I see on the side is her younger sister who became a drug addict. She’s soberish atm, but she fills the addiction with sexual addiction. I got the text from her around 6pm and the wife was probably ordering food for the kids at the Dollywood hotel and about to call it a night. “Carrie gone for the weekend? 😈 “ Yeah, she doesn’t get back with the kids until Tues actually.

She grins at me in the darkened theater. As I slide underneath, I realize Carrie isn't wearing a bra. It's my turn to grin and whisper, "My girlfriend was worried about having dirty things done to her in the dark. I wonder what happened to her bra?" Carrie grins and replies, "The same thing that happened to my panties." She then slips my hand under her skirt to find her bare pussy. I pretend to be shocked and whisper, "Whatever happened to my Sweet, modest, Christian Elementary School teacher, Aunt?"

I go to G****e and search for my favorite pornsite. There, I grin and go to my history where the premium videos I paid for lay in order. And then I begin to watch them one after the other. Joseph Garren, my favorite pornstar bursts into the room and sees his step-sister playing with her clit with the help of a six-inch dildo. According to the video, he’s been secretly admiring the girl. So, seeing her sprawled on the bed like a sacrificial lamb with thick fluid gushing from her pussy onto the bed, he figured

“I don’t want you to suffer for my sake anymore. I have to be stronger to take care of you and protect you! Do you know how I felt when I saw news about you drinking with clients and even sleeping with them for deals? It made me hate myself! I kept thinking that if only I had the power to protect you, you wouldn’t have to endure such things!” “I didn’t suffer from anything. What the news wrote is true. I did drink with a client for deals and even slept with him,” Carol calmly said, “My sugar daddy is Titus. He gave me money whenever I slept with him once. The twenty million Carrie got from me was the money I got from Titus.”

The lewd, dirty photos left nothing to the imagination — her tits and open cunt-hole on full display for other men to see and lust over. We had fantastic sex that night. When the opportunity came for her to appear in her first proper porno film, I agreed to accompany her and watch. I stood behind the lights and cameras as Kamilla lay there wantonly on the bed, her pussy on full display and her lovely soft tits exposed to Carl, the male stud.