Jordan Poole Porn Novels & Stories

They both shrieked, jumping up and down. "Shhhh,” Madison hushed, stopping Joelle's excited movements. “We need to act fast.” They stopped the camera from recording, then played it. "God, this is some porn shit,” Madison said. They reached the part where Lily screamed at Mark. “Mark and Nurse Tina are hooking up,” Joelle asked. “Well, it seems like it,” Madison said. It reached the part from the pool where “it actually looks like they are having sex from this angle.”

The man stopped talking, and Jordan unmuted the line to answer his question. I could see my reflection in the large glass window opposite the couch. Wanton and flushed, my hair tousled from our sex marathon and my breasts hanging heavy and full. Behind me, Jordan stood proud as a sculpted god, his face carved with brutal lust as he squeezed my ass. My soft moan turned into a squeal when he slammed into me hard enough that the couch scraped forward an inch. “Don’t make a sound,” he warned. “This is an important call.” he warned me

"Can you at least give a warning when you are naked or at least lock your fucking door?" Jordan said, catching himself. "Why? I am in my room and I just got out of the shower," He responded, Jordan was so lost staring at his tan and godly body, the man had everything perfect, he couldn't help but drool, his groin called for his attention, it would be so fucking pleasurable if he could run his tongue along that length, he suddenly felt the heat all over his body, he felt needy, he shouldn't feel that way, the guy wasn't into men and he should be hating the guy not wanting him, he was threading on wrong grounds and he should retract but then the body before him begged to differ.

Then, she declared self-righteously, "Adrian, I admit that I failed to think this through, but I'm only doing this for your sake! If I hadn't discovered this truth, this bitch would've deceived you today! "Who knows how many male actors she's worked with on these porn videos? With such decrepit morals, who's to say she doesn't have some sort of STD or something?" Adrian's expression turned stony as he looked at me. "Sarah is my younger sister, and she's never lied about anything since she was young. Besides that, she has no grudge against you, so why would she create these false claims for no reason? "If it really is you in those videos, just admit to it. I won't pursue the matter further si

He is just like another Richard; he was just like his brother, so how dare he judge him earlier? As more and more pleasure that was coursing through his body intensified, the more he lost reasoning and the clearer he realised that he was long gone already "Fuck... ahhhhmmmmgh..." Sophie subconsiously tightened her pussy just to take a breather to not die from pleasure, but that little clench nearly sent Jordan to his cloud ten as he almost confessed his deepest secret.

“I bought him sex toys.” Jordan nearly fell out of her chair. “You WHAT?” The librarian finally marched over. “If you three cannot keep quiet, you will leave.” We nodded furiously like guilty kids, muttering apologies until she walked away. Then Jordan leaned in, voice low but sharp. “You actually bought him sex toys?” Lily grinned wickedly. “Yep.” Jordan whipped her head back to me. “And you actually used them?” “I—” My voice cracked. “No comment.” Jordan stared. Then she started laughing too, low and rough, shaking her head. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Say it like you’re begging to nut deep in my womb while Richard’s asleep down the hall.” “Carol,” I groaned. She turned then, her leg sliding over mine in one fluid motion, straddling me right there on the piano bench, her skirt riding up to reveal the creamy expanse of her thighs, the lace edge of her stockings, and the soaked crotch of her black thong clinging to puffy pussy lips. My cock pressed against her heat through our clothes, the wet spot on my khakis growing as she ground down slow and deliberate. “Tell me, Jordan,” she whispered, her fingers tracing the line of my jaw, thumb smearing my own pre-cum from where I’d adjusted myself earlier. “Do you think about me when you’re alone

Both of them were naked, their cocks hard and dripping, staring down hungrily. “Look at you spread like a whore,” Jordan said, grabbing a prostate massager—A thin curved thing he slid in easily, angling perfectly. Switching it on, it vibrated directly at the targeted region, milking my spot relentlessly. Riley straddled my chest, his cock sliding between my pecs, tit-fucking slow. “Squeeze them around me.” I did, watching his pierced head poke through. Jordan worked the massager, in and out, the buzz driving me mad. My dick wept pre-cum steadily with an untouched agony.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

Jordan raises his brow and smirks. “You want to know what crazy is?” he latch on my nipple, pulling it so hard and bitting it so hard that I scream and then he attacks my clit, rubbing it vigorously. “Yes, oh, fuck.” I hear my dad chuckle from the other end. I prayed that he would buy my excuse, but I’m surprised he did. My Dad is not easily fooled but I guess he bought my lie because of Jordan. I wonder what he will do when he finds out about us. I just pray he never does.