Emma Kenney Sex Scenes Novels & Stories

I imagined her getting up, opening her legs further, and pleading with me to have sex with her. The tension was great, short gasps in my breaths. I bent forward and looked at the way her boobs moved a little as she breathed. I felt my cock throb in my hand, oil dripping on my shaft. At last it came, waves of pleasure crashing, and I came hard, and the ropes of thick cum flew out, and splattered upon the floor between us. “Oh, fuck, Lena,” I groaned, the sound tearing out of my throat louder than I had wanted it to be, and my body trembling. “Yes Lena, fuckkk.” Her eyes fluttered open. 'What are you doing?' The voice of Lena was drowsy and keen, and she awoke slowly, the sheet slipping down t

For Derek, a woman who betrayed Callum was the same as betraying him. "Just watch out," Derek hissed. He immediately opened the door to Callum's room, where Emma moaned. "Uh…." Derek immediately covered his mouth when he saw Emma lying nakèd while màsturbating. She was straddling herself, and her slender fingers were going in and out of her womanhood. "Ouch, Cal. Deeper, harder, fùck me more. I need your cóck. Fill mine with your huge còck. I need còck." Emma said while closing her eyes. She didn't realize Derek's presence in the room.

Story 10: The Married Neighbor’s Secret Emma could barely breathe as Ryan carried her through the back door into her own kitchen. Her sundress was bunched uselessly around her waist, his thick cum still leaking from her freshly fucked pussy and running down her inner thighs in warm, sticky trails. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, her mind spinning from the dangerous outdoor sex against the side of her house where any neighbor could have seen them. The risk had made her cum harder than she had in years.

I lasted another twenty minutes before I broke during the next intense scene. The man had the redhead on her back, legs over his shoulders, pounding her mercilessly. Ken’s voice was low and filthy. “Deeper. Breed her. Pump that womb full. Look at how her cunt is creaming all over your cock. Make her squirt if you can. Harder. Fuck her like you’re trying to knock her up.” I couldn’t take it anymore. While Ken was focused on the cameras, I slipped my hand under my skirt and pressed two fingers against my clit over my soaked panties. Just light pressure. Just enough to take the edge off.

He thrust up, hitting hard and we came together, his hot seed flooding my pussy. Still panting, I grabbed my phone hidden in a corner, the camera was on earlier. The video captured everything: my moans, his dominance, the raw fuck. I sent it to Jake anonymously first, then I planned phase two. That evening, Jake burst into the living room face furious. “What the hell, Emma? With Ryan? In our house?” I met his gaze, laughed coldly crossing my legs. “Like you're one to talk. I saw you balls-deep in Lisa yesterday. Your cock pumping cum into her pussy while she moaned about how much butter she was than me.” His eyes widened… busted.

EMMA The front door clicked. Miss Lena had arrived early. She walked in and stopped, eyes wide at the sight of Mr. Harlan balls-deep in my dripping cunt, fucking me senseless doggy-style on the couch. My skirt was bunched up, my ass red from spanking, pussy stretched obscenely around his thick shaft. Instead of shock, Lena smiled wickedly. Her hand slid down and squeezed her heavy tit. “You two started the real lesson without me? How greedy.”

Emma was moaning deeply as she was enjoying the sex with Aaron. And suddenly the door opens.

Wanted to get hard right there, in front of everyone, I didn't care. Another call connected. Video opened. Daegan's face. I glanced at him, then back to the main screen. The image shifted. She was on her knees now, face pressed against Jarek's thigh, tongue sliding along his cock. Her body rocked—Kieran fucking her from behind. My eyes went black. So much want, barely held back. Her moans filled my ears. Jarek's dirty talk. Kieran's breathing. The wet sounds of her mouth. Daegan's breath getting faster.

I collapse between them, shaking, cum leaking from my ruined pussy, completely destroyed. Lena kisses me softly, then looks straight into the still-rolling cameras with a satisfied, wicked smile. “Cut,” she whispers. “That’s a wrap.” But as Kane pulls out and more of his cum drips from me, Lena leans in close to my ear and whispers the final twist: “This footage isn’t for the movie, darling. It’s for us. And we’re going to need many, many more private rehearsals.” The End.

while cumming harder than she ever had with Mark. Emma grabbed her phone. Her pussy was still leaking. She spread her legs wide, angled the camera down, and recorded a short video. Her fingers in and out, creamy white cum coating them, strings of it stretching as she pulled them free. Her clit was swollen and shiny. She made sure the wedding ring on her left hand was clearly visible in the frame. **Emma:** [Video sent] **Emma:** Look what Daddy did to your friend’s wife… I woke up like this. Come fill me again.