Elena Vonn Sex Novels & Stories

Elena moaned, her back arching off the polished wood, nipples hardening in the cool air-conditioned room. “Just fuck the shit out of me, Victor." He leaned down, his breath hot against her core. "I want to taste you first." His tongue flicked her clit lightly at first, then with increasing pressure, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth while his fingers pumped rhythmically. The things he has done to this body.. he is even surprised she wanted more day after day. Like some possessed sex goddess. He never thought Elena to be this bold. Elena's hands gripped the table edges, her hips bucking as pleasure built like a storm.

A deep, guttural grunt escaped my chest. Elena let out a long, shaky moan, her head arching back as she began to bounce on me. She set a brutal, fast pace, riding my dick like her life depended on it. With every downward drop, her full, heavy breasts bounced in a perfect, intoxicating rhythm right in front of my face. The scent of her vanilla perfume and raw sex was suffocating.

He saw it. A photo. Grainy. Taken through glass. Elena. Sitting across from a man. Laughing. His jaw tightened before he even realized it. “What is that?” Theo’s voice echoed faintly in his memory, but it wasn’t Theo standing there now. It was Rex. Leaning against the desk. Watching him carefully. “Looks like competition,” Rex said. Damian didn’t answer. His eyes stayed on the screen. “Elena Voss spotted with Adrian Keller,” Rex continued. “That’s not small.”

She was trapped in a public lounge, hidden only by the dark velvet curtains of a booth, while the three most powerful men in the city claimed her body like a piece of forfeited property. Jaxon’s mouth slammed onto her neck, his teeth biting into the sensitive skin of her shoulder until a sharp cry of mixed pain and pleasure escaped her lips. At the same moment, Killian drove two fingers deep inside her aching, unprepared heat. Elena arched her back, a loud, uninhibited gasp tearing from her throat as his rough fingers stretched her, moving with a relentless, punishing rhythm that completely shattered her psychological defenses.

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Elena was a woman of high society. Sure, she had made the mistake of sleeping with Aaron once, but that didn't make her a slut, a woman capable of having a lover. Aaron raised his eyebrows, "A married woman in a brothel, under a fake name, paying me for sex and then disappearing.. What kind of person do you think I will see you as?"

"So Michael, tell us what it is you want to confess to the media and public about?" "This is about a mistake I made few months ago," He said and everyone paid attention to him. "I had this girl I was dating, a lot of you know her because her videos and pictures were flooding around the net. Her name is Eleanora Bell, the girl you all know to have this sexual scandal that happened few months ago." ***

TIFFANY WEST Having sex again with your supposed mortal enemy was exhausting. Weight pulled on my muscles as I chatted with Elena. I couldn't possibly hide anything from her. I spilled the beans and worse, told her how much I loved it. How much fucking Lorenzo Russo again made me feel more alive than ever.

The office filled with the wet sounds of sex and our mixed moans. “Switch,” Elena commanded suddenly. She moved off my face. Damien pulled out of me, his cock shining with my juices. Elena bent over the couch, presenting her ass to her husband. “Fuck me, Damien,” she said. “While she watches.” He thrust into his wife hard. Elena moaned loudly, pushing back against him. I knelt beside them, mesmerized by the sight of his thick cock stretching her. “Touch yourself, Sophia,” Elena ordered between moans. “Rub that pretty pussy while you watch him fuck me.”

Her whole body trembled as Elias pressed the tip against her soaked pussy. “No!” Adrian shouted. “Don’t you fucking touch her!” Elias looked at him, his eyes cold and wild, and pushed just the tip inside. Selena cried out, her nails clawing at the table. Adrian’s roar shook the room. His cock pulsed, throbbing harder into Matteo. Matteo shuddered, whispering under his breath, “Fuck, I can feel it… this is so wrong.” Elias slid deeper, inch by inch, filling Selena until she screamed his name. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her with one brutal thrust.

Elena shook her head for real this time. “Of course. Who doesn’t want to have a rough animal beasty s*x with the king of devils himself! I am pretty sure he will make me c*m countless times in a single night! Don’t you wanna have his big c*ck inside you, stretching you to no extent?” asked Ira, she was sounding so aroused. “NO! Shut the hell up, Ira!” Elena’s cheek turned red by the thought of it. She shook her head and brushed the thought away.