Kali Chase Porn Novels & Stories

Did she just use those three words together in the same sentence? That made perfect sense and made no sense at all at the same time. “What kind of tapes?” I asked, eyes wide open, fearing the answer. Carlie shrugged, pain filling her face. “What kind of tape would I have that can be used as blackmail material. Sexual tapes that I hope would never see the light of the day. ”

Like his obedient little puppy, and like a girl who was ready to have her brains fucked out, Chase locked and sucked on my inner thigh, from my knee to the edge of my pussy. He did it a couple of times, leaving my heart racing and wanting more. I hadn't figured that part of myself yet. “Can your fingers do it this well?” He asked me, slipping his index finger in and out. “Just do it.” I replied, shakily. “No.” That was his firm answer. “Why?” I asked. “Shut up.” I hadn't discovered that part of Chase too. I kept quiet and let him do his thing. He got a phone call at that moment, I was pissed at the universe for always finding new ways to embarrass me.

He pinched my nipple, and my body erupted in waves as he moved his fingers from my cunt to my clit, flicking it like a pro. “Oh my God!” I screamed and gripped his hair the second his tongue pierced my pussy swollen with need. He ate me out like I was his last mean while his thumb circled my clit fast, and I saw stars. “Chase!” I cried. “Call me correctly!” He growled and slapped my pussy. “Ahhhh!!!!! Uncle!” I cried as my orgasm rocked through me and I saw stars. Chase lapped up every drop of me, while my pussy clamped down aggressively, and my legs vibrated.

I forced the words out through the pain in my chest, but before I could finish, Celeste cut me off impatiently. "Ryan, what kind of stunt is this now? Are you ever going to stop? "Good. Die, then. Stop bothering me." As soon as she said that, a gentle, familiar male voice sounded on her end. "Celeste, my wish is for us to be together forever." It was Lester Carter. Celeste's ex-boyfriend. The man she'd never stopped loving. Celeste's impatience vanished at once. Her voice turned soft and tender. "Okay. Blow out the candles."

Both of them are six-two, muscled, tattooed in identical places, a design choice or a twin thing, I don’t know, and right now they’re standing in my doorway staring at me with my legs spread and a glass cock buried in my dripping pussy and the live stream chat exploding behind me. “Well, well.” Kai steps inside. Closes the door. The soft click of the latch sounds like a verdict. “Our sweet little stepsister putting on a show for strangers.” My face is on fire. My pussy is on fire. The dildo is still inside me and I can feel myself clenching around it, rhythmic, involuntary— and the arousal that was building hasn’t gone anywhere. It’s sitting in my pelvis like a loaded gun. “Get out—” Knox is

"Please let me cum, Mistress." Taking pity on the poor slave, Shasta shoved a couple fingers up her cunt, ordering her to cum. The orgasm was captured on camera, Reneé jerking helplessly on her fingers, thrusting her hips agains Shasta's hand. When her tremors ceased, Shasta fed Reneé her fingers, having her lick them clean, also captured on video. I don't know how well our products would sell, but we'd have a great porn site when we were done.

Warning This is an 18+ dark romance with mature themes including obsessive exes, morally gray characters, steamy encounters that blur lines, and emotional manipulation wrapped in passion. If you're not into toxic love, dangerous situations, and characters who make terrible decisions, turn back now. Derek's POV "Twenty thousand for an hour with our most exclusive dancer," the manager says, running my card without hesitation. "She doesn't sleep with clients, just to be clear. This is for her time and attention only."

"That image... you bouncing, tits jiggling, pussy creaming on me. Dont make me grip your waist, slam up to meet you. Fuck, Giselle." "See? You want it too," she urged, grinding air subtly. "Chase is small, quick—over before I start. You? You’d fuck me for hours, denying orgasms until I beg, what manner of man fucks a woman that way and expect to not desire him any further?."

Kira went cross eyed with each deep stroke of his dick in her juicy pussy. "Let me eat your pussy." She said to Chelsey. Chelsey immediately went down on her back in front of Kira. With her legs spread wide her pussy was open and on display for both Kira and Deane. Deane had to pause to savour the view of Chelsey on her back grabbing at her own nipples, with Kira's head buried between her legs happily lapping at her cunt, while he was buried in her balls-deep. The two women were in bliss.

“Watch your mother while I fuck this tight little pussy.” I couldn’t look away. They were right there, laughing and talking, completely unaware that twenty feet above them, Chase was claiming me in the most public way possible. His free hand slid around to my front, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing hard, relentless circles. “You love this,” he rasped, thrusting deeper, the slap of skin echoing softly. “You love being my dirty slut with your tits on display for the whole fucking world. You’re dripping down my cock, baby. Soaking me.”