Jenna Ridge Porn Novels & Stories

A thin slice of lamplight spilled into the corridor. Lily pressed her back to the wall beside the doorframe. She told herself she would only look for a second. Just to make sure Jenna was safe. She looked. Jenna rode Alex reverse cowgirl. Her back arched. Her breasts bounced with every downward thrust. Dean stood behind her. He gripped her hips and drove into her ass with slow, powerful strokes. Jenna’s mouth hung open. Her eyes were half-closed. Pure bliss covered her face. Lily’s breath caught.

Like a teenager eager to see the porn, I could feel the turmoil inside me. Hastily I entered my house, arranged all the things for a perfect movie evening. Popcorn, yes, Cold drink, yes, I was focused to learn how to kiss perfectly, Putting on my headphones, I played the movie on my TV. It was going great, But something started to change when he showed her his red room. WTF I started eating popcorn like he was eating her body, entangled my legs on each other,

Across the room, someone else joins in—Jenna, I think, one of the quieter ones from the group, her clothes shed now, body pale and curvy as she crawls over to Kael and Elara. She positions herself under Elara, face up, and starts licking at her clit while Kael keeps thrusting, tongue flicking out to lap at the juices coating Elara’s folds. Elara’s reaction is immediate, her body shaking, cries turning sharper as she grinds down against Jenna’s mouth. “Oh fuck, yes, eat me while he fucks me,” Elara pants, her hand reaching down to hold Jenna’s head in place. The sight pushes me closer to the edge, my hips snapping up into Thalia faster, the slap of our skin echoing, sweat beading on my forehe

He lifted her hips, thrusting into her from behind, deep and fast. Jenna gasped, placing her hands against the bed, and a soft moan escaped from her lips. Archie gripped her waist, pulling her back to meet each powerful thrust. Her second climax came with waves of pleasure enveloping her as he kept going. He guided her onto her side, lifting one leg to take her from behind again, relentless in his rhythm. Jenna’s head tipped back, a louder moan spilling out as his lips found her collarbone, kissing and nipping her skin. “Oh… gosh…,” she gasped, her hands roaming his back, nails digging in as her control slipped away.

Within seconds Jenna is moaning her release. Satisfied, I start licking my already sensitive mate. Her body quivers in anticipation of her next release. Her hips are moving once again. This time I am focused entirely on her clit moving my tongue fast over her little nub. Rubbing faster, I slide a third finger inside Jenna as she screams her second release. Panting she looks down at me and I smirk back at her.

Her hand went to her clit, and she began to rub it. A sheen of sweat broke out on Mr. Hayes' muscular body as he continued to pump inside of the young woman, and Tracy found herself being turned on by the sight and by the repeated thrust of Jenna against her legs. Suddenly, Jenna's cries took on a different tenor, as she began rubbing her clit even quicker. Her jaw dropped, and she looked up at Tracy. Tracy looked back down at her, and Jenna smiled.

“I did. I started stroking him. Just touching him through his boxers at first. Then I pulled them off and put him in my mouth.” Jenna leaned back on the couch. “Girl, you are insane.” “I sucked him until he was moaning. Then I straddled him. And I rode him. Until he grabbed my waist and started fucking me back.” “Was he awake?” “Barely. He was drunk. But he was awake enough to move. And when he came inside me, I swear it was the best feeling.” Jenna shook her head, smiling. “Smart girl. Now if there’s even a tiny chance you get pregnant for real, you’re covered.”

Tracey frowned. "Uh, I think it's a game. 3D games for adults," Johanna said, creasing her brows and darting her eyes toward Connor, who was busy playing on his phone—something unrelated to hentai games. "Hentai games!" Keira exclaimed as the girls looked at the monitor. "You know about such things?" Alicia asked. "Uh-huh," Keira winked. But then she frowned when her husband made the 3D girl on the monitor reach a squirting orgasm faster than Ian could. "Oh, fuck." She shook her head. "I'm going to beat up my husband."