Elle Fanning Nsfw Novels & Stories

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My heart was shattering, piece by piece the more she told me. “Fen commanded me to keep looking into his eyes while I fucked Lane, to watch him undress. Then, when he was undressed, he came over to Lane and me, and LANE started showing Fen all the places on my body that brought me the most pleasure. Like he was handing over an instruction guide on how to use me or play with me properly.” I hear the shame in her voice and the tears are falling from her eyes like a leaky water faucet as she looks down at her hands trying to hide her face from me, but she continued, “I thought Lane was going to finish inside me and then let Fen have his way with me…”

(We used the word FAP a lot in public for kicks, or when she was feeling a bit racy. We both stayed clear of tags like r**e, Scat, water sports, Non-consensual, gangbang, deep throat... well, actually we liked Deep Throat, just with 2 people only, of course. The other penetration came in the form of a dildo or a butt plug (which she loved).

I imagined what it would feel like if he knew—if he felt my bare pussy sliding all over him and decided to do something about it. The dark fantasy pushed me harder. I rocked my hips with increasing urgency, fucking his leg underwater while keeping my face neutral and smiling. My slick pussy lips spread open against his skin, clit dragging relentlessly. The wet friction built fast, coiling tight in my belly. Mom stirred on the dock, adjusting her sunglasses, but she stayed put, completely unaware that her daughter was secretly humping her husband like a desperate whore just a short distance away.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

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I kept my camera angle high, just my face and the top of my tank, laughing at some guy in chat calling me a teasing bitch while my fingers typed slow on the keyboard so my voice would stay even. “Fuck you, I’m not even touching myself,” I said into the mic, smiling big for the lens, the lie sitting easy because I’d been edging for twenty minutes already and my cunt was soaked through the thin panties I still had on. The second monitor sat angled away from the main cam, Fansly tab open on the clip I’d uploaded last night, my own face flushed and mouth open while the toy worked me. I glanced at it between replies, watching myself come on loop, and the buzz against my clit kicked harder. My nip

"You can stop your ogling." "What the hell?" Grace yelled, clearly frustrated. "I was not ogling. What’s your problem?" "That’s not what it felt like," she responded, smiling and clearly enjoying Grace's frustration. And in her frustration, Grace blurted out, "Well, too bad, I love dicks—you know, the long, big, and real ones." It might have been a bit bold for someone who hadn't been in a relationship, but she didn't really care. As if that wasn't enough, the frog breast woman added, "What a coincidence, so do I, but I love them a little bigger, if you know what I mean." Susan laughed so hard that it made her tear up.

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.