Jezebel Scarlet Porn Novels & Stories

his body tensing under her and Scarlet’s cry ripped out as something thick suddenly speared her open. Her eyes flew wide. “Wh..fuck! Your cock..” He was inside her again, hard, pulsing, stretching her raw walls without mercy. The switch was instant, brutal, and Scarlet’s head snapped back, a scream tearing out of her throat. “Yesss,” Izel sobbed, pounding up into her, cock slamming deep. “Take it..take me..fuck, Scarlet, you feel so fucking good!” Her nails raked bloody crescents down his chest as he drove her body against his, splitting her open. “God..you’re..fucking..switching..” Her words shattered into moans, every thrust making her body quake.

“Is that you're a slut who can't control herself, you just want attention. You would let me fuck you, just like you would let Dex fuck you while knowing he’s obsessed with someone else.” “Shut up,” she snapped again, gasping as her hips rolled against his fingers anyway. The room filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, rustling clothes, and desperate touches. For a few minutes, everything else, Dex, Elian, the plan, disappeared. Julian chuckled lowly and pushed the third finger inside her without warning. She moaned, head falling back against the couch as he curled them deep, stroking that spot that made her knees weak. His thumb circled her clit in slow, firm motions while his mouth atta

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's startled, but she calls my name, there's no sign that she wants to stop. "Jonathan!” " You're well caught, I'm an excellent engineer.” The sight of Hazel standing there, totally surrendered in the air, her head hanging down and her not questioning anything, as she always does, is the vision of paradise I've been longing for. My cock is throbbing with desire to play with that hot, wet pussy and it slides easily into her. Hazel moans. Louder and louder. I pull those white hips tightly to my body as she rocks back and forth on her frame, the sight of which drives me crazy. I watch her penetrate me, I'm sure she'd love the sight. I feel her cum before I do, and it delights me. I cum in a

Layla scrambled back in terror, but it was too late. My claws ripped her dress, revealing the pale skin of her back. It was smooth. Flawless. There was no scar. And Myrna... Myrna had a hideous scar running from her left shoulder to her right hip. The scar I had touched a thousand times, but never once asked where it came from. "Moon Goddess," I collapsed. "What have I done?" "You regret it now?" Layla sat on the floor, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "It's too late, Clark. It's far too late."

I was entertainment. I moved between the tables, gathering plates with trembling hands while conversations danced around me. Their whispers followed like hungry wolves. “Look at those arms. Like tree trunks.” “Margaret said she found food hidden in her room again.” “Disgusting. No wonder she can’t shift—what wolf would want that body?” My cheeks burned, but I kept loading the tray. Glass and plate clinked against the tray, and the sound produced covered most of their comments. “Careful with those,” Marcus called from across the room where he was busy entertaining a group of unmated females. “We all remember what happened to Mother’s antique vase.”

The taste of my own pussy mixed with the whiskey made me feel like a complete whore. Jade pulled off Ryan’s cock with a wet pop. “I want to watch them fuck,” she said, stroking Ryan. “Let’s move this to the big couch. I want to see Marcus stretch your girlfriend’s tight little cunt.” Ryan’s eyes met mine. The jealousy was there, but so was raw lust. We all moved to the massive sectional. Marcus bent me over the back of it, yanked my pants and thong down in one motion, and rubbed his thick cock against my soaked entrance.

He pulled his fingers out just to slap my bare pussy, and I cried out at the sharp rush of pain and pleasure. “Raf—” He didn’t let me finish. He thrust the two fingers back inside. “It drives me fucking crazy,” he said, low and heated, “but it makes me want you even more.” My body betrayed me, slick and aching, just from his words. He added a third finger, and I found myself rocking against his hand, chasing the pressure. “You’re going to be a good girl and come for me, aren’t you, Tempesta?” “Fuck yes!,” I moaned.

I replied. "I'm going to be better for you, Vera." "I want to believe that, Hunter," I told him. "I really do." "Then believe me," he whispered. "You've said this one too many times, Hunter, asking me to believe you're changing." "When you're like that... during sex," my voice broke a little as I remembered that night. "It's like I don't know you are anymore. You scare me." Hunter's hands reached for my hair, brushing it away from my neck, to reveal my scars. His fingers ran over them gently.

Her bra was simple black cotton; he pulled one cup down and latched his mouth onto her nipple, sucking hard while his fingers continued their relentless pace. “Fuck” Zara’s hand flew to his hair, gripping short strands. The dual sensation of his hot mouth on her breast and his thick fingers stretching her pussy had her teetering on the edge again. The train’s vibrations traveled up through the seat, adding another layer of stimulation. Elias released her nipple with a wet pop and looked up at her. His eyes were dark, pupils blown. “Take my cock out.” Zara didn’t hesitate. She reached down with both hands, unzipping his jeans and freeing him. He was thick and heavy, veins prominent, the head