Jace Norman Porn Novels & Stories

I was just starting. We had already broken the last thread holding our morals and desire apart and there was no going back. JENNA’S POV I was still shaking when he flipped me onto my back. My legs felt useless. The sheets under me were soaked with my own slick mixed with everything he’d already pumped into me. I could feel it leaking out of me in a slow, warm trickle. Alec stared down at my body like he was deciding what to ruin next. His cock was already hardening again, thick and glistening with both of us.

"Beg for more you naughty niece." "Harder Daddy! Pound my slutty hole with that monster cock!" I'd screamed claws digging into the wood tits bouncing against the desk the pleasure building like a tidal wave. His hand snaked around rubbing my clit in tight circles pushing me over the edge. I came hard squirting around him juices puddling on the floor my walls clenching milking his thick shaft until he roared filling me with hot cum rope after rope overflowing down my thighs marking me inside and out. Elorm's voice pulled me back. "Jess? You zoned out again. Okay that's it. Who's this guy? Because if he's making you blush like that... sign me up for details."

Just picturing myself at my desk, pretending to be normal while knowing he controlled what was inside me, made my pussy clench. And worse, I knew he hadn’t even used the highest setting. I didn’t trust him for a second not to turn it higher in the middle of the day. He’d do it on purpose. I bit down on my lip, both frustrated and turned on. He was enjoying himself, I could see it in his eyes. “I want to see, Miss Grace,” “...”

Across the room was a mirror, and when I looked at it, I saw myself standing there in some lingerie. This was a memory I had tried to forget, and I didn’t want to relive it right now. Wake up. Wake up! I need to wake up! But the door opened, and Alpha Jace entered with another man. *** Trigger Warning: Sexual violence. and violence. **** “Hi, babe. Are you ready for something new?” Alpha Jace said, with a smirk on his face. “Anything for you, Alpha.” I said, using my sexy voice. “Tonight, we’re going to share you.” Alpha Jace said, motioning the man forward.

~Jolene’s POV~ His body hovered over mine, all hard muscle and raw hunger. The shadows from the chandelier painted golden arcs across his back, highlighting the tension in his shoulders, the ridges of his abdomen as he positioned himself between my thighs. His breath was hot against my cheek. I felt it before I saw him, his mouth brushing mine, his voice deep and filthy in my ear. “You sure you want this, camgirl?” I nodded, biting my lip, breath catching in my throat. “Yes… I want you.”

“You really are such a nasty little slut for us.” He released my hair and gripped both my ass cheeks, spreading me open so he could watch his thick cock disappear inside my dripping hole. The wet squelching sounds grew louder, more obscene and I was so full I could barely think. Just when I felt another orgasm building, the door opened again and this time it wasn’t Lucas. Jade stepped inside, her long black hair tied in a messy ponytail, still wearing her tiny cheer skirt and cropped hoodie from practice. Her eyes immediately found us and she didn’t look shocked, she looked hungry.

He hated having gentle sex, he only gave that to Quin because every virgin deserves a gentle deflowering. "You love that hard dick, don't you, you filthy slut?" Marcus spat the words, his face inches from hers. "God, yes! Choke me!" Mara gasped, her hands holding his forearms tightly, encouraging the grip on her neck. Jade, recovering from her orgasm on Quin’s face, watched the display with hungry eyes. She crawled toward the couple, her body moving like a cheap prostitute. She reached out and grabbed a handful of Mara’s hair, yanking her head back to expose the column of her throat further.

It was a casual, unedited picture taken at some high end tropical resort. Jace was completely shirtless, standing on a deck with a pair of dark sunglasses on. His body was an absolute masterpiece of hard, cut muscle washboard abs, deep v-lines disappearing into his low hanging swim trunks, and massive, thick arms that looked capable of snapping a person in half. His dick print in that swimming trunk was... Gosh.. A sudden, overwhelming wave of pure, unchecked lust hit me like a physical blow. I couldn't control it anymore. The heat in my chest turned into an agonizing, throbbing ache between my legs that demanded to be answered.

He knelt over me on the bed, both of his arms parting my thighs. He stopped briefly, his eyes greedily watching my cunt throb from fear and need. A hum buzzed free on his lips as he ran his tongue over his lower teeth. “Didn’t I forget to tell you? I had made certain preparations. I’ll be balls deep in you, Nina, and you’ll take it because you like it rough, and you’ll scream and beg for more because you always do. And Jace? He’ll be here just in time to watch you milk every last bit of my cum and see you for the whore you really are.”

I was someone else. I whimpered, when he bit my buttom lips. With his lips still on mine, he led me to the bed, hands everywhere. Then... Thud. My back arched from the force of the push. I opened my eyes to find my body lying on the cold floor. "Gross," I looked up, and was met with strong masculine chest, angular jaw, pink kissable lips, blue eye... Jace? I smack myself just to ensure I'm not dreaming. Jace Freaking Weston. Quarterback of Dashling devils, golden boy of our school, and the last person I expected to see naked on a bed with me.