Lena The Plug Podcast Porn Novels & Stories

“Let them hear. Let your colleagues know you’re balls-deep in a slut instead of at breakfast.” He groaned, hips snapping faster. The phone buzzed again. A knock sounded faintly down the hall, maybe room service or another attendee. The thrill of getting caught pushed them both closer. “Gonna cum soon,” Mark warned, voice strained. “Where do you want it?” “Inside. Creampie me again. I want to feel your cum drip out while I sit through presentations.” Lena reached between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously. “Ahhh… fuuuckkk… yeah yeahhhh… I’m so close… don’t stop!”

“What do you mean by passionate? And why would I be bothered about Jax?” Lena wanted to say she doesn't feel wanted and desired. She wanted random touches, surprise sex, not just when she brought it up, and not just her ass because he’d been dreaming about it. But she held back. “I just wanted to make sure we’re cool.” “Sure. We cool.” Back in the bedroom, Alex bent her over the edge of the bed. Slowly, he pushed in the new lubed-up training plug. “Deep breath, baby.” Lena wasn’t really in the mood this morning, but she still gasped at the stretch, breathing through it as it filled her.

Karen A young woman with blond hair and green eyes took a night off away from her pack after a long day at work she wanted to spend time by herself without distractions or to patch some pack members up she just wanted some time for herself,traveling outside of town she found a bar got in there the place give you a welcoming vibe with his brownish color saw an empty chair at the bar she sat in one and order a shot of tequila with some fries on her third shot of tequila a gentleman took the vacant sit next to her .He ask for a scotch waiting for his drink the man took that opportunity to check her out he must like what he saw because he wasn't hiding it I know I have long legs,long blond hair

“I’ll… think about it.” Alden nodded, not pushing. “Do. And Lena?” His voice dropped lower. “If you do this… be prepared. He has a way of getting under people’s skin.” That night, Lena sat cross-legged on her bed, laptop glowing in the dim light of her small apartment. She had told herself she was just curious, but her hands were already typing “Damien Cross artist” into the search bar before she could change her mind. The first results were articles with bold headlines:

(Alex POV) The blindfold made every sensation sharper, crueler, more unbearable. Darkness swallowed me completely, turning the playroom into a prison of sound and touch and aching need. I felt Elena Durcam move away — the soft creak of her leather corset, the deliberate click of her heels on the floor — then return. Cool lube dripped down the crack of my ass again, making me shiver. She pressed the thick plug deeper, twisting it slowly, deliberately, until the flared base locked tight against me. The vibrations started low and steady, a deep, relentless hum that pressed right against my prostate.

Her ass slowly turning red from each smack even as he eventually moves to take out his fingers from deep within her tight hole. Another whimper rising, this time from the loss of contact that his hand had provided. “Patience” Alex quick in reaching for the anal plug, as Alex move to lather it up before moving to place the tip of it at the base of her entrance. “Breathe” was all that was heard before he moves to push it deep inside of her. The plug now sliding into place until all you could see was the faux fur tail. “Gorgeous. Fucking gorgeous.”

Lena walked behind me, occasionally slapping my ass hard enough to leave red handprints. When we reached her bedroom, she shoved me face-down onto her big bed. “Ass up. Face down. Don’t move.” I obeyed, arching my back and spreading my knees wide, presenting my holes to her like a whore in heat. Lena disappeared for a moment and returned with a bottle of lube and a thick black butt plug. “Look at this pathetic, dripping cunt and tight little asshole,” she said, voice thick with lust. “Both holes are going to get ruined tonight.”

They knelt on all fours next to each other, asses up, facing the headboard. Daniel walked around them slowly, running a big hand over Lena’s ass, then over Jake’s. “Look at my pretty pets,” he murmured. “So ready for Daddy.” He opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of lube and a thick vibrating plug. First he worked on Lena. He slid two fingers into her soaked pussy, pumping slowly while she moaned. Then he pressed the plug against her ass, working it in inch by inch until it sat deep inside her. “Keep that in,” he told her.

We all agreed and Beth laughed, "Fuck, I'd have to admit to letting Josh put his balls on my forehead. No one ever finds out about this." "Alright," Malena said. "Here goes." She slouched down on the couch and pulled back her legs, spreading herself completely in front of us until her legs were hooked behind her elbows and her feet were near her head. She was practically folded in half, her pussy and ass completely open to us. There were a million things I wanted to do just then, but instead I watched quietly as she put the tip of the small butplug up against her tightly wound asshole. She hissed in a breath, "It's cold."

“I… I don’t just want this. I want more. Something different.” He froze, his warm brown eyes flicking to hers with a mixture of concern and hesitation. “More? Like…?” Lena bit her lip, her cheeks hot with embarrassment and desire. “I… I want… anal,” she admitted, heart hammering. Ryan’s face flushed, his brows knitting together in confusion and discomfort. “Lena… I… I don’t think I’m… I’m not ready for that. I don’t think I’m… fit for that yet,” he said softly, trying to frame his refusal gently.