Emily Webb Porn Novels & Stories

She pouted her mouth and said, “Hmph! Pete just kept staring at Emma. He didn’t look at me at all. I’m going to dress up more sexily later. I refuse to believe that I won’t look better than Emma.” While she said that, she unbuttoned her clothes and took them off one by one. At the top behind her, a discreet pinhole camera was filming her back. Not only that, but there was also something in the mirror that Penny was facing. The mirror was hollow, and there was a camera inside. It was hard to identify it with the naked eye, but that camera was also filming Penny. Penny was in a live broadcast that she knew nothing about. The foreign pornography website was online. All of a sudden, a large numb

She said calmly while looking Delilah dead in the eye. Emilia was perusing the dark web? Delilah was deep in her train of thoughts. Of course she was. What else would a scorned, lonely woman with a cheating husband do when she wasn’t watching pornography? She, Silver, and Jax had all turned a blind eye to Emilia’s outbursts for too long. Now she was becoming a real problem, and if care wasn’t taken, she would turn around and bite them hard.

“That was…mind-blowing.” Jace was the first to speak. “I know, I’m a good fuck. It’s why I always wanted you to have an experience.” Toussaint responded breathlessly while Jace turned pink with embarrassment. His fatigue and the air had added to his charm, making him sexier than usual. “Whore.” Jace replied with a breezy laugh. “Proud one,” he retorted. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Toussaint rose from the bed.

"Um, sorry to barge in. The name's Lane Parker." I swallowed hard. Lane Parker? The porn star from out West? The porn star that got Drake drunk? "H-hi," I stuttered as my gaze moved to the woman standing just behind him. She was an older lady, but still as gorgeous as ever. Her long blonde hair reached her hips that were perfectly shaped like an hourglass. I noticed that she was skin and bones with the most voluptuous breasts I had ever seen. They were totally fake. Her gaze studied me just as much as I studied her. Who the hell was this too? My head wasn't in the right space to deal with more shit today.

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

We scrambled like go little whores, tearing our clothes off in a frantic, horny mess. Emily was down to her bright hot pink panties which I grabbed and ripped off her hips in one savage tug. Her small tight pussy was now exposed and wedged between it was a small, bullet shaped dildo coated with her slick. "Damn." I purred, filled with pure delight. "No wonder you were slamming your legs together since you got here like a desperate bitch. That toy had been fucking your cunt for fuck knows how long." Emily whined, her massive tits heaving. " Y...yes.... I was feeling naughty so I decided to shove it in my pussy. "

"You should be grateful I called the cops instead of exposing you online. Those clients you were pimping for looked powerful enough to fake your suicide to cover their own tracks, don't you think?" Emil shuddered. Fear filled his eyes. I watched him disappear with a smile. I thought I had already been more than forgiving, considering all the shit he had done to me in my last life. I thought that was the end of the whole saga until the internet uncovered Helena's side hustle as a sex worker. Suddenly, the scandal resurfaced. [One is a pimp, and the other works under a pimp. And here I thought they were sincerely in love.] [She spent all this time pretending to be a sweet, Christian girl, so I

I pulled her to the bed and used my dick to tease her clitoris and just caressed her pussy. "I want you in already, Ronan! I want you inside of me already!" She moaned out, her voice laced with desperation. I smirked and pulled out a condom and wore it on my dick. Then, I slide into her. "Oh shit!" She moaned out. I pounded into her with her boobs bouncing and her head thrown to the back as she moaned loudly, screaming out my name. EMILY "What were you doing in the bathroom that you took so long? Were you perhaps..." Jeremy trailed off as he searched my face for answers.

"I was enjoying the show." Both of them stared at me in complete shock. The woman—I'd learn her name was Camilla—grabbed for the sheet to cover herself. Sebastian's softening cock was still wet and glistening with her juices. "You were actually watching us the whole time?" he asked, his voice strangled with shock and disbelief. "The entire time from start to finish." I stepped into the bedroom on unsteady, trembling legs, my pussy still throbbing intensely from my secret orgasm. "And I was touching myself the whole time too. I came when you did."

Beg For Daddy's Cock (2) Emilia's POV Sunlight flickered through the curtains, waking me from the deepest and most exhausted sleep of my life. My body ached in the most delicious ways, my thighs sore, my core throbbing, and my skin still tingling from rough hands and sharp bites. I blinked slowly, trying to piece together the fragments of last night. The champagne, the confession and the stranger who had turned my heartbreak into pure, filthy ecstasy.