Emma Myers Ai Porn Novels & Stories

Her fingers to locate it, enlarged and throbbing. With a firm touch, she pressed down on it, hard. Emeriel emitted a piercing scream, her body convulsing into a second orgasm so intense that her eyes rolled back into her head. She nearly broke free from Madam Livia's grasp if it weren't for Amie holding her firmly. Madam Livia continued to press down on the oversensitive bundle of nerves inside her that yearned to be completely satisfied by an Urekai male and coated by their potent sperm. Emeriel sobbed as the third release washed over her, unintelligible words spilling from her lips as her body soared to heights that made her knees buckle.

The office, Amos, Emma, even the security man standing by the door all seemed to blur into the background. All I could see was the video. My throat closed up, but I refused to believe what I had just seen. I refused to let my mind accept it. It had to be fake. It had to be edited. It had to be one of Emma’s disgusting tricks. “What are you trying to achieve with this?” I snapped my gaze at her. “Formulating an incestuous video of you and your cousin using AI?” “You think that is AI?” she scoffed. “You must trust him so much. And it’s not incest. Malcolm and I are not blood-related. His uncle married my mother, and that’s how we are related.”

KINKS: CAMSHOW, SEX TOY, MASTURBATION, ANAL PLAY I sat in front of my webcam, the bright ring light casting a warm glow over my setup in the corner of my bedroom. The chat was already buzzing with over a million viewers tuned in for my special show. My heart raced with excitement as I glanced at the unopened box on the floor beside me. I'd splurged on this fuck machine after months of teasing my fans about it, and tonight, I was finally going to give them what they wanted—a raw, unfiltered solo session with the real thing. My curvy body tingled with anticipation; at 27, I'd built this camgirl life on my love for hardcore play, and nothing got me wetter than sharing it all live.

Sophia grabbed the camera and climbed onto the bed, capturing every filthy detail: my thick cock stretching Emma’s pink pussy lips, the creamy juices coating my shaft, Emma’s face twisted in pure ecstasy, mouth open in constant moans. I felt Emma’s next orgasm building. Her walls started pulsing and squeezing me rhythmically. “I’m cumming… oh god, I’m cumming so hard!” she wailed. Her pussy clamped down like a vice, gushing around my cock as violent tremors shook her entire body.

The nigga behind her slammed in one last time and came deep inside her, groanin’ loud, fillin’ her pussy till it leaked out around his dick. They stepped back, still sprayin’ more cash on her collapsed body, laughin’ and zippin’ up. Emma laid there on the couch, breathin’ hard, covered in cum and money, a satisfied grin on her cum-glazed face. I let the curtain fall back quiet, heart racin’, pussy throbbin’ even harder now. Damn, Emma. Always livin’ her best life. But me? I still needed to find out why Ryan ain’t called.

Goddess, I was such an idiot. Then, when I tried to return the favor the next day, Emmy moaned even louder, acting like I was the best she had ever had. And then, within seconds, she yelled out that she was cumming. But her body did not respond the way the women I had been with did when they had an orgasm. Her hips didn’t shake, and things just felt off.

The other three participants were anonymous as the photo captured only their lower male organs, naked and erect. Emma was at the verge of puking. The sight of an unknown person's junk so dangerously close to her mouth made her feel all shades of disgust. She wasn't even conscious! " T-t-this! You did this! " Emma managed to say while pointing an accusing finger. She visibly shook and chills covered her skin. " Why would you do this? " From her voice, it was clear that she felt defeated. Exactly what gave her step mother a satisfactory smile.

Megan cooperated gamely until her daughter at last sat back, licking her lips in satisfaction. "Man, that was super gross," Cassie said, nose wrinkling. "Not the cum, obviously, but kissing my mom like that I mean. The girls in the pornos do it all the time, though, so hopefully I made it look good for you. Real, real weird doing it with my mom, even though I guess in porn girls make out with their moms all the time, though those aren't their real moms, and half the time the actresses are practically the same age which I do not get at all. But since you're still hard, I guess you liked it, huh Mr. Canon?" "Yeah, Mr. Canon. Did you like it?" Megan asked innocently.

She asked in a monotone voice, and it was my time to raise an eyebrow. "No you may not. Who are you? " I asked more sternly. She didn't look impressed, but her face held no emotion--much like her voice. "Did you know a Sheldon Myers mam? " She asked, completely catching my attention. "Yes. He's my good for nothing cheating ex-boyfriend. Are you his new bitch?" I sneered. "He could've done better. " I thought I would've received some sort of emotion from her, but she remained stoic. What's her deal?

was it fun, or am I banned from future outings? Emma: it was fun. and you didn’t talk the whole time. helpful. Connor: helpful? wow, I feel loved. Emma: lol. yes. helpful. Connor: okay… then how about a second round sometime? Emma: maybe :) I grinned. Maybe was all I needed. And just as I was about to type something more, I leaned back and thought: she’s different. she’s not like anyone else I know. Connor: alright. mister “helpful,” don’t overwork yourself with the tile. save some charm for me.