Jessica Stardust Porn Novels & Stories

Jessa’s body bucked, and she cried out. “Oh! Fuck, yes,” she moaned. Denric and I both began moving at once as Cassian knelt beside us. Jessa twisted her head and took him into her mouth. Her eyes were bright, a flush building in her chest and face already. I held onto her thighs while Cassian twined one hand into her hair and used the other to work her clit. “You’re a fucking vision,” I grunted, fighting back the arousal that coursed through me.

He informed and Daniel happily picked the remote and changed the slide. "I actually thought she'd be a hard nut to crack. Turns out all of them are just the same. Why did she have to cause such a ruckus at the Club if she was going to end up in your bed? Ladies and their Drama!" Justin exclaimed as he ogled at the erotic but embarrassing pictures of Jessica that was being displayed. "This will be perfect for a meme!" Cruz exclaimed as he gawked at a picture of Jessica in just a towel. "Let me give her a call now. You will notice how she's melting when she hears my voice!" Cruz chuckled as he brought out his phone and casually searched through it

She thinks this is her doing a good job, but my mind is elsewhere. I groan louder now, controlling her mouth, but in my mind, I am buried deep inside Jessica, taking her from behind. She moans which each thrust I give her…. I can’t take it anymore. I close my eyes tightly, and just as I am about to cum, my office door opens, startling both Tabby and me. Tabby chomps down on my cock and I let out a high-pitched scream as Jessica stands there in shock. “What the fuck!?” Tabby yells, standing up completely naked. Jessica looks at me and then at Tabby, her face in complete shock like she has just seen a ghost.

Her breathing quickened, chest rising and falling with small, broken moans that echoed softly in the steam. She pictured Theo, wet hair clinging to his forehead, eyes dark as midnight, lips parted and breathing hard. “Fuck, Jazz… you don’t know what you do to me.” Her fingers slipped lower, brushing her clit between her legs. Her hips jerked at the first touch, a helpless sound spilling from her mouth. She circled slowly, teasing herself the way she imagined Theo would, patient, firm, driving her higher but never letting her fall. The steam wrapped around her like a secret, hiding her shame, her desire, her trembling need.

"Um, sorry to barge in. The name's Lane Parker." I swallowed hard. Lane Parker? The porn star from out West? The porn star that got Drake drunk? "H-hi," I stuttered as my gaze moved to the woman standing just behind him. She was an older lady, but still as gorgeous as ever. Her long blonde hair reached her hips that were perfectly shaped like an hourglass. I noticed that she was skin and bones with the most voluptuous breasts I had ever seen. They were totally fake. Her gaze studied me just as much as I studied her. Who the hell was this too? My head wasn't in the right space to deal with more shit today.

i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping . I ran all the way to my room, i quickly lock the door before striping myself and rush to climb my bed, i laid on my back before i raise up my legs so i will be able to touch myself properly, i imagine my dad fingers in my pussy as i insert two of my fingers and begin's to fuck my self, imagine his long and straight fingers pleasure me till i scream his name,, "Ahhh..uhmmm"

Alex whispered, his body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Marcus pressed another button on the remote. The machine sprang to life, the dildo sliding into Alex's tight hole in a slow, deep thrust. Alex cried out, his body arching against his restraints. The machine was relentless, its rhythm steady and unforgiving. It fucked him with a mechanical precision that was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. Marcus circled him, his camera clicking, capturing every angle, every moment of Alex's degradation and pleasure. He would occasionally reach out and pinch Alex's nipples, or stroke his cock, pushing him closer to the edge, only to pull back at the last second.

Alice tried to say something but her voice caught on a sob of pleasure as his hand came down on her again. “What did you say?” He demanded. “Tell me what you are?” “A bad girl.” She gasped. “A very bad girl.” Jessica almost groaned with disappointment when Mr. Ryan pulled away. But then she licked her lips, her p***y tightened as he began to unbuckle his trousers. In her seat, she was shaking. How long has she dreamed about his c**k? Now she would finally get to see it. It would make her fantasies so much more real.

Instead, my pussy clenched hard, another trickle of wetness sliding down my inner thigh. Victor stepped closer, towering over me. “Unfortunately for you, little girl, we have evidence of just how much of a filthy slut you really are.” He nodded over to Jax, who tapped his laptop. The massive screen on the wall flickered to life. My stomach dropped, cunt flooded, a whirlwind of emotions started brewing in my head as old videos start playing. Clips from my wild college days. Me on my knees, moaning like a whore while sucking cock. Another where I was bent over a desk, getting fucked hard from behind, begging for more.