Jezebel Scarlet Porn Novels & Stories

Her lackey bowed and retreated as quickly as he'd appeared. Sighing again, Jezelle looked at her human on the floor, still writhing in pleasure from the psychic connection that they had. She frowned down at him while clucking her tongue as she walked to her wall of toys and instruments. "Ve shall try again, jes? And dis time you vill not disappoint, non?" She reached up to the cleavage of her bodice, unlacing it until her dress was loose enough to fall off of her. Her thrall let out a lusty sigh from where he lay as he got the full view of The Mistress' perfect, nude body whose ivory skin seemed to glow in the light of the room.

Ryder and Luca painted my back and breasts with hot ropes of cum. I collapsed onto the couch, a trembling, cum-drenched mess. My pussy throbbed, red and swollen, thighs sticky, lips puffy and sore. Every inch of me ached in the most delicious way. Zane stroked my hair almost gently, his voice low and satisfied. “Good girl, Scarlet. You took all of us so well.” I lay there panting, mind fuzzy with lingering pleasure and shock. What have we done? But as their hands soothed my skin and they pulled me into a warm, tangled pile of bodies, a dark, secret part of me knew I’d crave this forbidden trap again.

The door to Jason's bedroom stood slightly ajar, and the flickering light from the hallway revealed a scene that froze me in my tracks. There, on the bed, Jason was locked in an intimate embrace with a figure that sent shockwaves through me. The contours of their silhouettes were familiar, and as my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, the shocking truth became undeniable. It was Leila, my cousin, entangled with Jason in a passionate kiss. The sight was surreal, a nightmarish tableau that shattered the remnants of trust I had clung to. The air thickened with betrayal as my mind struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before me.

He whispered a prayer to God as he fought his lusts. She isn't wearing any panties, the naughty slut. Her naked, shaved pussy, the slit so tight and inviting, peaks at you from between her thighs. Jezebel's own pussy was on fire. She loved the wet heat. Mary is teasing you. She wants you to hike up your cassock and bury your cock in her tight, slutty cunt. She burns to be fuck her over the altar. The image burned through the priest's mind. His dick itched. Thoughts of pulling over and masturbating on the side of the road flitted through his mind. Jezebel savored his dirty thoughts as she whispered about how tight young Mary felt wrapped about his cock.

She sobs as she positioned a lingering kiss on his chest, and he snorts in approval. Nicholas was now shoving in his cock, for a girl like her who implored him to fúck her. He felt she must have engaged herself in a couple of séx before; but little did he know that he was entirely wrong when he forcefully dived his cock through her tight channel. "Fucking pussy, it's fucking right!" He growls between clenched teeth. "Argh!" Scarlet cries as she squeezes her face in anguish, the pain she felt in between her thighs was like a burning flame which a few seconds later seeps away, and pleasure overwhelms the pain.

My head fell onto his shoulder as I let the tears stream down. I let this happen. I let him ruin me again. His hand gripped my hip hard, the other braced beside my head as he kept me pinned. “Four years,” he rasped between kisses, “and you still fit me. You were made for me, Scar.” His teeth grazed my lower lip before he sucked it into his mouth. “Your pussy is gripping me so tight, like it never wants to let go.” The surge to fight him returned and I pushed him, palms flat against his chest, but the movement only made me slide down onto his cock. Pleasure jolted through me, and my resistance faltered. A low, satisfied growl rumbled in his throat.

"Oouhhhh! Fuck you, Sebastian... Ah... Ahhh! Ahhh." "You like her, dear." Mr Sebastian replied as he deliberately lifted Scarlet's right leg and hoisted her over the guardrail. "This is good, baby... Ouhhh." PLUCK! PLUCK! Mr Sebastian spanks Scarlet's synthetic bum, and that's how Mr Sebastian Morris gets laid!

She was smirking. "Why, cos of this goddamn new pussy you've got, cut the crap Gary you're more classy to mingle with this asshole." "Really?" It was Hazel this time. "Yeah, or which do you prefer a model like me or a cheap slut as her" I point to her. Hazel stalks over to my figure and eyes my figure.

In a move I didn't see coming, he grabbed my hand and placed it over the bulge in his jeans. With his other hand, he grabbed me by my upper arm and pulled me in close to him. "The only problem I would have screwing you would be knowing when to stop," he said. The evidence of his arousal under my left hand proved his words. "So?" I asked. "Why won't you?" He hesitated before I saw his face harden. "Every woman I've had sex with has ended up dead at the end of the ordeal. So if you're okay with the life being drained out of you while I'm inside you, we can make that happen."

Bottles of wine arranged on the glass table. Damian sat in the middle of two naked ladies ,they are all over him kissing and running hands over his body,he squeezed their asses spanking them as he kissed one deeply,while the other kneeled in the floor facing his crotch region. The door opened as camera flashed,they turned stunned as the camera flashed again. “Clear shot” Scar said as she sprawled on the couch opposite them,one leg crossed over the other. The trio looked shocked see as they stared at her,she's in a baggy pants and hoodie,with boots,a face cap covering the top part of her face.