Elenas Caprice Porn Novels & Stories

Her face red and flushed as she rubbed it harder, her lips parted, her eyes half closed. Her breathings turned ragged as she fucked her hard and vigorously with her other hand pinching her nipples for me to see. It was a sight to behold. To see a beautiful, sexy temptress like Elana, sitting on the bed with her legs parted, her fingers inside her body, exploring her flower, her juices flowing to the floor like a sticky mixture, her other hand fumbling with her breasts. "You like watching this, don't you?" She whispered as she raised her head to look at me, biting hard on her lip. "you like me fucking my pussy hole with my own fingers while I pinch my own nipples till they swell and throb, ri

I said in a low growl. Marcus smirked, leaning in closer. “So, she is the reason why you went soft. The infamous Capone, who used to carve his enemies without blinking now babysitting a girl who can barely hold a gun.” “Enough,” William said with annoyance while pinching the bridge of his nose. He made his way to his feet. “Listen, Casio. Give over all your docks to us, and we can pretend this never happened.” His gaze darted to Whitney, then back to me.

girlfriend, he wanted her to cry, to suffer, to beg for his pardon, to admit that she did it wrong to push him away. “Now she must have learned who her real master is.” Elena bet Cory and Lennie must have been laughing and mocking her right now upstairs. It seemed like the offer to have her as their “third” party was now off the table. Elena suddenly had this horrible guess that Cory might not want her permission anymore. If he could hurt her, make her cry, and beg every time he had sex with others, he would possess the most efficient weapon to tame and manipulate her. She would never be able to walk away because of the pain. And she would be doomed to be his compliant sex toy.

On the screen, a muscular top was destroying a younger guy’s ass in a brutal doggy-style, the bottom moaning like a cheap slut, begging to be fucked to stupor. Elena was whispering along with him, “Fuck me harder, fuck my hole,” her fingers plunging in and out in perfect rhythm. She came so hard she didn’t even notice me standing in the doorway at first. The second time was even something else. She was on the living room couch, skirt around her waist, no panties, one leg hooked over the armrest. Two hung studs were spit-roasting a eager bottom on our TV — one thick cock slamming down his throat, the other pounding his ass raw.

The group egged her on—Theresa and Lucia sucking her nipples, Maria fingering her from behind. Elena's climax was violent; she squirted in pulses, each jet hitting my tongue like a punishment. 'Take it, Father—swallow my sin!' she cried, flooding me until I coughed, cum and squirt mixing in my throat. The taste was overwhelming, a baptism in depravity.

Her hips bucked forward desperately, riding his hand, her creamy juices coating his fingers and dripping onto the counter. “You’re so fucking impatient,” Marcus growled against her skin, his thumb finding her swollen, protruding clit and rubbing slow, torturous circles. Elena’s moans grew louder, more desperate..high-pitched whimpers mixed with throaty gasps as her thighs trembled around his wrist.

Elena’s ass is bouncing right on Owen’s dick. Elena faces Owen as he grabs her by the neck. Owen licks her face and groans. “Work on that,Bambi” Owen says groaning. “Mmmh”, Elena murmurs inaudibly. Owen takes Elena’s breast into his mouth and sucks vigorously. Elena screams out. Her ass bounces in a circular motion on Owen’s dick. Owen continuously smacks her ass as she rides him like a horse. They moan out in unison.

She kept fingering herself slowly, moaning as Marcus stared at her. “I… I was dreaming about last night,” she admitted, her voice shaky. “About both of you using me…” Marcus smiled darkly. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, hard cock. “Show me how you touched yourself thinking about it.” Elena spread her legs wider, showing him everything. She rubbed her clit in fast circles while sliding three fingers in and out of her soaked pussy. Her moans grew louder and needier. “Unnhh… Marcus… I can’t stop thinking about your cock… and Victor’s… filling me at the same time…”

Elena let out a long, loud moan that sounded like a song. "Ahhh! Fuck me, baby! Hit me right there!" she screamed. Julian began to move his hips in a fast, circular motion. He was hitting her spot over and over. Every time he pushed in, the water splashed against the wall. He reached around and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard. "Is this what you want, baby?" he asked, his voice rough. "Yes! Fuck me die!" Elena sobbed. "Harder, baby! Give it to all to me!"