Jennifer Morrison Nsfw Novels & Stories

As she closed her eyes, she fucked herself with the amazingly strong toy, vibrations deep inside her, further vibrations outside of her, as she imagined Lara not leaving, but lingering. Jennifer came in a minute, way quicker than usual, and then passed out on the couch, ashamed that she had literally thrown herself at her fiancé's sister... and worse yet, had been rejected.

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

 ~AUTHOR'S POV~

he said to Jade. Jade’s sultry moans filled the room as she lifted her hips in an enticing rhythm, eagerly meeting Ceynol’s every move. Her body writhed with pleasure, aching for more as she squirmed in ecstasy. “Oh, f*ck, baby! Faster!” Jade’s hot moans filled the room, her body writhing with ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over her. Ceynol's body erupted into a raging inferno as he plunged into her with passion, his hands tightly gripping her legs as he spilled his bliss deep inside her, his moans of pleasure echoing through the room.

he called up, emphasizing her name, stripping it of any maternal pretense. He stood in the foyer long after she’d disappeared, the image of her seared into his mind. A rich, spoiled fuckboy who cyclated through women like they were disposable accessories, he’d never felt a jolt like this. It was taboo. It was forbidden. It was, he realized with a dark thrill, the most interesting thing to have happened to him in years. When dinner ended, Jennifer excused herself. “It’s been a long day,” she said. “I think I’ll turn in.”

I mused while she sat with her sweet smile. "Aww, how kind of you to say that. Thank you. It was nothing really." "I was a zombie today! Without you I think Noah would have fired me for sleeping on the job." She swatted at me telling me to stop while giggling. If I were bi-sexual or a lesbian, Jennifer would be a real catch. And the lightbulb goes off in my head: Jennifer is part of the LGBTQ+ community and we are struggling in that department on both the dating app and the beta app.

Till she has nothing on but a sheer skirt. Colfre pushes her gently to the bed, his hands caressing her legs up to her thighs. Morrigan squirmed under his touch. Moaning softly as his hand touches her sensitivity. His eyes watch her with great satisfaction as she whimpers in pleasure. "Colfre..." She calls him, her body writhing under his touch. Her back arching as she indulges in pleasure. Colfre smiles at how her body responds to his touches. He leaned close to her, their lips again crashing. Trapping her moans in her throat as she continues to writhe under his touch.

Which was why, at eleven o'clock on a Friday night, she was spread out on her bed with her laptop balanced on her nightstand, her hand between her legs, and Jude Brennan's I*******m open on her phone. Pathetic. She knew it was pathetic. She didn't care. The video on her laptop was filthy....some rough amateur thing she'd found on a site she'd never admit to visiting, a girl bent over a bathroom sink while a man fucked her from behind, his hand fisted in her hair. The girl was begging, and the man was telling her to shut up and take it, and Mara's fingers were buried inside herself, her thumb working her clit as she stared at Jude's most recent photo.

In case you will see this please believe me when I say that I was being forced and threatened by the demon who is in front of me. "I'm Keatton Morgan," I said. Lord Damon raised a brow at me. My hands stroke his manhood as my eyes gazed back and forth to his cock and into the lens of the camera. "I'm a slut and I love to suck dicks. I am a whore, a cunt, and a prostitute in the making," Lord Damon smirked. "My life means nothing if I can't have this enormous and mouthwatering dick," my lips then sucked the head of his cock as he continued to record a video of me.

Jimmy replied as his father exited, closing the door behind him. With a deep sigh, Jimmy turned to face the other side of the bed. He reached for his phone on the shelf, scrolling through social media until he stumbled upon Susan’s latest post on I*******m. The photo featured her and a strikingly handsome man, both beaming on what appeared to be a date. After gazing at it for a moment, he switched off the phone and placed it back on the shelf, exhaling deeply while staring blankly at the ceiling. ★★★★