Jennifer Morrison Nsfw Novels & Stories

one of them roared, and immediately Jennifer’s name was called, the crowd gasped. She raised her phone in the air as she pressed play on a video. My body recoiled in fear and shame when I saw the content of the video. It must have been taken last night. It showed me fully naked while I rode Ethan’s cock. The sound of my moans echoed louder in the now quiet atmosphere. “You see, this woman right here is a slut. And the worst part. She is already engaged to Xavier Kingsley, and she still openly sleeps with other men shamelessly,” one said, her tone spiteful with disgust.

"I don't mind at all, Mr. A. Given the relative privacy in here, considering that everyone present is involved, might it be ok if I were to push them in with my tongue?" The final wave crashed against Jennifer's breakwater, sending spumes of spray high into the air. Feelings she had never known herself capable of having ravaged her body. Juices she had never before produced ran between her naked thighs, soaking the leather seat and making it so slippery that her thighs slid forward, opening her delights even more to her appreciative audience. The monitors from the sorority slid further down into their own seats, to give better access to their own moist cunts.

The tone of his voice was dark, his arms crossed. "Alright! Hmm, I am going to a place where I can't watch any live porn scenes." Samantha's words made Tristan blink. "So, goodbye for a while. Enjoy touching our maid's ass, bro!" Before Tristan could reply, Samantha disappeared behind the corner. He took in a deep breath, running a hand through his hair frustratingly.

With me right here. “What, don’t like it?” Derek challenged. “It’s disgusting right?” Disgusting. That same word. What was he getting at? I looked back to the video, that same thrusting, over and over. It was repeating in a loop, hardly ten seconds of furious sex. I cleared my throat, feeling a little hot. “Uhh, it just looks like regular p**n to me.” “Yeah, exactly.” Derek huffed, loud and irritated, and looked back at the screen. “You watch this shit?”

A jolt shot straight between my legs. “I wasn’t—I forgot Mom’s sunscreen—” I stammered, face on fire. He chuckled, deep and dark. “Sure you did.” The screen was still open to his media folder. Thumbnails of him in every position, every filthy act, stared back at us. One video preview auto-played silently: him behind a girl on all fours, hand fisted in her hair, hips snapping forward with that relentless rhythm I knew by heart. My breath hitched. I couldn’t look away.

"Stop talking as if you don't like what you saw and what you are seeing now. I heard you fucking her and it turned so me on that I began to touch myself." Jennifer said and wrapped her arm around his neck, her breast pressing againt his chest. She had already trapped him with her irresistible naked body.

The realization should horrify me, but instead, my pussy clenches around Liam’s fingers, my ass tightening around Jake’s cock as he bottoms out with a groan. "Yeah, you like that, don’t you?" Jake pants, his hands digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. "Like being our little fucktoy, getting used in front of everyone. Bet you’d let us put this on the internet, huh? Let the whole world see how good you take cock." "Yes," Jen breathes before I can even process the words, her voice raw. "Yes, please.." The guy behind her laughs, slapping her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. "Damn, you’re a filthy one, aren’t you?"

He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

She has a tragic ending in her life. Jennifer's new husband- After what happened to Terrance, Jennifer married one of her employees at her organization. They end up having two kids together; one girl and one boy. Names are Angel and Terry. The Nothing- She is another one of Jennifer's evil versions of herself. She represents the emptiness and broken side of her. She wears no makeup and has no sense of style. She was about to rape Terrance using a dildo in The Underneath. But Terrance stopped her and was gone until the end of the story.

When she noticed Morrison’s awkward expression, she quickly said, “I’m just joking.” He frowned and didn’t reply. Leah leaned back in her seat. “By the way, I think Dennis’ ex-girlfriend was abused.” “His ex-girlfriend?” Morrison squinted. “I don’t remember him having a girlfriend. He does have a lot of lady friends, though.”