Haunting Adeline Porn Novels & Stories

The ache between my legs had turned into pure torture — swollen, dripping, begging for something, anything. I locked my door, kicked off my heels, and threw myself onto the bed still in my work clothes. My hand was already sliding up my skirt before I could stop myself. No. Not yet. I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers and downloaded three new p**n videos — the filthiest threesome ones I could find. Two men, one woman. Priests in my head. I turned the volume low, propped the phone on my pillow, and hit play. The first scene started: a girl on her knees between two huge cocks, sucking one while the other slapped against her cheek. My breath hitched.

Adrian grabbed my face and pulled my mouth towards in a hungry kiss. I felt both of their hands on my tights and started pulling it down over my hips. A few pushes and the tight was off. Adrian reached down and pulled my panties off. “Someone is wet and ready” he chuckled. They dragged me down to the mat and laid me down. Adrian grabbed my thighs and pulled my legs wide open. He bent down and started licking the juices off my pussy. Victor took my mouth into a kiss while he teased and flicked my nipples. I let out a gasp as I felt two of Adrian’s fingers slid into my pussy and he started pumping me fast as his other fingers rubbed my clit. After several minutes, I was breathing heavily as my

he growled, his eyes glistening with lust and contempt, “Now get on your knees.” I slid off the chair and knelt on the carpet that was in front of him. He unzipped his pants slowly, pulling out the thickest cock I’d ever seen. It was long, heavy and veiny, with a swollen purple head already leaking with precum; those kinds of heavy mighty cock I always see in Brazilian porns. I felt so embarrassed because my mouth watered even though I was terrified. “Open.” I parted my lips and he tapped the fat head against my tongue.

“I still can’t make up my mind if I wanna fuck you here or upstairs.” “You ain’t fucking me nowhere, Haunter. Make love? Wherever you feel like it, whenever you feel like it.” “That sounds so vanilla.” “Vanilla? Take off your glasses and I’ll show you vanilla.” * ** THE END **

Martin nodded even if he didn't believe her. Anabel got to the room, pulled off her bra and started with her n**ples. She did some strippers' moves and laid with her back on the bed, the cucumber in hand. Anabel took off her pant and stroked the cucumber like it was an actual d**k. Then slowly and gently, she inserted it in her p**sy, her eyes closed, letting out soft moans. Martin who did not believe Anabel's story of eating the cucumber walked stealthily to her room. The door was half closed so he peeped through. He watched when she played with herself till she started f**king her own p**sy.

his words died, his eyes widening. My hand flew to my neck, applying pressure to the wound as he seemed mesmerized by me, rendered speechless. I backed away from him, shocked by what had just occurred. My radio went off. “General Nerine, are you still with the target?” Thana asked. I looked at him, ignoring her as he seemed to change, his eyes becoming lustful and more primal. His voice was guttural, he looked at me and spoke the words that sent chills through me, “Bride.”

Hunter crawled towards me, shoving off his trousers that were still stuck at his ankles, kicking them off the bed. His face met mine, our foreheads touched as he wiped the trickles of sweat forming at my temples. He ran his hands down my entrance, palming my pussy. His fingers ran between my folds. I moaned, biting down tenderly. I was plump, warm, and already wet for him. He continued to glide his fingers into me, rubbing his thumb in circles hard against my clit. I couldn't control the moans that escaped my mouth as he pushed his fingers deep inside me, watching me lustfully.

He tasted himself on my lips and groaned, his grip tightening. "Get naked. Lie down. Spread your legs." His voice was ice, cutting through me like a blade. I swallowed hard and obeyed, my pulse hammering in my throat. From where I lay, I watched him move, my body thrumming with a dangerous mix of fear and anticipation. I knew what was coming. And the sickest part? I craved it. Pathetic, Aurelia. Abaddon reached into his pants pocket. This time, he was naked, and I didn’t even know when he’d stripped.

Instead of running the shower, I decide to prepare the bathtub for her therefore I make her sit on a seat near the bathtub as I prepare it for us. Soon enough, we get into the bathtub and start lathering each other's bodies. Adeline is still speaking in a slurry manner and as she lathers me, she slips her hand down there, grabbing my mammoth joystick and starts playing with it. I moan and writhe under her touch, reciprocating by fondling her ripe and succulent apples and sucking at her erect nipples.

XANDER’S POV I stared at the TV screen in horror. The videos and pictures flashing before my eyes seemed unreal. Adeline, dancing seductively in her underwear, her naked pictures in hotels. It was a nightmare. "CEO of AD Jewelry, Adeline, exposed as a fraud," one headline screamed. "Her real source of income: sugar daddies," another blared. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Beside me, Adeline crumpled to the floor in shock. She didn't cry or scream. She just stared at the screen quietly, as if the life had been sucked out of her.