Jennifer Morrison Nsfw Novels & Stories

Cathrine teased, pulling me back from the door. "Go away!!" I yelled, but I wasn't strong enough to take my hand out of hers. "Shhh, he is having a great time with the person he loves. Don't disturb them, going in there is at your own risk." Morris added. I forcefully set my hand free from her and pushed the door. To my greatest surprise, a naked lady was sitting on top of Matt in his bed. Her back faced me and didn't make any attempt to look back. She was busily moaning as she was grinding Matt who was lying quiet and enjoying it.

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

the voice in my head always scolded but my horny ass couldn't help but be secretly stare. That night, after Mom and her husband left for their trip, I told myself I was just going to do one quick private stream. After all, the house was empty — Damien was supposed to be at work until late. I double-checked the driveway, closed my bedroom door, dimmed the lights, put on my black lace mask, and started. Fifteen minutes in and I was on my knees on the bed in my emerald green lingerie, grinding slowly against my pillow while the vibrator pressed against my clit. Soft moans escaped me as I arched my back for the camera.

"Sir?" "What is this?" Jason pushed the cup forward. "This isn't my coffee." Daniel looked uncomfortable. "Sir, it is the same coffee as always." "It doesn't taste the same. Take it away and bring me what I actually drink." Daniel hesitated, and Jason looked up sharply at the silence. "Sir," he said carefully, "the coffee has always been prepared by Mrs. Morrison. She bought the beans herself and left them with me each week with instructions on how to prepare it."

Jenna's hands slid down Sadile's body, her fingers teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs. "You're so wet," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. "So ready for us." Sadile moaned, her head falling back as Jenna's fingers slipped inside her, her touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. She was dimly aware of Travis moving behind her, his hands grasping her hips, his breath hot against her ear. "Relax, Sadile," he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "Let us take care of you."

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

I shot Jenkins a look. “Noted,” he muttered, quickly gathering his files before leaving. She placed the coffee on my desk. “Your coffee, sir,” she emphasized the last word. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” She met my gaze without hesitation. “Are you?” “Leave.” I picked up the coffee, watching her walk out. What the hell was wrong with me? This was what happened when a man let desire cloud his judgment. And desire and revenge were never meant to mix. Aisha’s POV

He’d be back soon. So I reached for my glasses and put it on before picking up my phone to check the notifications. Instead, my world ended. #ElaraVoss—PackSlut #GoodGirlsAreDeceiving #ElaraVossIsSoDisgusting My stomach dropped into a bottomless pit. My hands shook so violently I could barely unlock the screen. I clicked the top link on the pack forum. It led straight to a video. It was grainy, but it showed me, completely naked while Jason pounded into me. His face was conveniently blurred out, so it will be hard for anyone to recognize it's him.

It's almost laughable, but I’m too busy stopping myself from sinking my cock into her. "He’s… my friend," she stammers." "Wrong answer," I say, landing two slaps on her ass. Kira squirms, her pussy dripping more juices down her thighs. She enjoys this a little too much, but the feeling of being on edge without an orgasm is driving her crazy. "I…" I interrupt her by plunging a finger inside her. She is sensitive, almost coming as soon as I start to move my finger. "Don’t you dare come without permission," I warn.

As she lowered herself and felt Darlene's tongue split her clamshell and wiggle into its hidden depths, she moaned and then said, "And I want Shannon under me licking my cunt while her boyfriend fucks me!" Jenny pulled on her small nipples as she enjoyed Darlene's tongue up her cunt and she took in the sights and sounds of Brian fucking Darlene's pussy right in front of her, of her boyfriend fucking her mother, and of Steve driving his BBC up Shannon's cunt while her boyfriend licked her pussy and the fat black cock sliding in and out of it. The sights and sounds of eight naked people fucking and sucking were not lost on Tony, either, nor was the incredible taboo eroticism of fucking his gir