Marie Temara Sextape Novels & Stories

Marie's body trembled, trapped in the intimate tangle, her moans turning to sobs of overstimulation. "Locked like this, you can't escape, feel me owning every inch of this sloppy hole. Cum for me, you desperate slut, squeeze my cock dry." The intensity peaked, Brad's thrusts grew erratic and with a roar, he flooded her pussy with hot spurts of cum, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves, walls pulsing around him. They collapsed together, panting, bodies slick with sweat as they caught their breath, his cock still twitching inside her. After a while, Marie glanced at the clock, it was nearly 8 PM and she bolted upright, cum trickling down her thigh. "Shit, I have to…"

Sebastian shook his head. "Do you remember that night? The night I was in this pool, and you asked me to marry you?" Tera nodded, there were many hot memories they had together even before they were married. Some of them were caught by an angry Mrs. Herlinda and the moment in the swimming pool was one of them. The moment of the first hot kiss and passionate touch that Sebastian did to him. Every time she remembers that moment, Tera is made to tremble by the desire that rises without hesitation. The desires of a mature woman ignited by a very hot experienced man like Sebastian. Who can escape his temptation?

She twisted, bounced and twerked crazily on his d×ck and moaned senselessly. “Oh fuck Marie!” “Just like that!” He grunted as he held her waist firmly and her hands resting on his chest. Hair scattered, face clothed in lust, with sweat streaming endlessly down her body, Marie was in bliss. The gentleman on her bed is someone she doesn't know—he's a stranger who gleefully offered to have intercourse with her. “I'm about to c×m, Marie!” he blurted huskily. “Hmm! Do…it” she managed to respond through heavy breaths. She increased her pace—bouncing more roughly on his d·ck and soon, she felt hot sticky liquid shooting into her womb.

Lucien’s pov- I buckled my belt back up, watching Maria slide her panties back up and over her now red marked thigh before covering the site from my eyes as she fixed her dress into place. I was rough with her, a little too rough, not holding back as I relentlessly gave her what she had asked for. The visible red marks left upon her hips, ass cheeks and thighs from my grip not only made me swell with proud possessiveness but swallowed me with a rage aimed only towards myself at the fact I had hurt her enough to leave marks upon her beautiful body.

how wrong it was.”Tyler looked physically ill. “Get out.”But Maya didn’t move. Something inside her had snapped—the dam of secrecy breaking completely. Instead of leaving, she stepped closer. “You deserve the truth. All of it.” Her voice dropped, husky with lingering lust. “He’s bigger than you. Thicker. He knows how to use it—pounding me until I squirt, training my ass until I beg for it, making me ride him while he films so I can watch later how my thick black ass bounces on my father-in-law’s white cock.”Tyler’s hands shook. “Stop.”But she couldn’t. The confession poured out, mixed with the heat still burning between her legs. “This weekend… he bent me over the kitchen counter again, jus

Paige said, all at the same time. Marie exhaled as she sank into the couch. There was no point delaying the truth. “I got married,” she said softly. “We signed a contract for a year.” Paige stepped closer first. “With Bruce Fox?” “Yes.” Paige's eyes widened. “Oh what have you done?” Marie sat upright, blinking. “What are you talking about?” Paige paced around, tapping her head frantically. “That man is a pervert, Marie. He pimps girls. Search for the Winston girls, you'll see it.”

Without another word, she stormed upstairs. I released my breath that I didn't even know I was holding. Ever since Claudia had introduced her to me as her daughter, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her lips were soft and plump and her brown eyes were absolutely gorgeous. She looked so innocent, you would never guess the dirty things she was capable of texting. I couldn’t forget the way her pussy looked, clean-shaven and juicy. The way she moaned as she fingered herself, it drove me crazy. I didn’t know I had been sexting her for a while now, but I knew as soon as I noticed the bracelet she was wearing during dinner on her wrist when she fingered herself on the video call.

“What are you even talking about? I told you I didn’t send those pictures! Stephie did!” My cheeks warmed again just remembering the photos. “Alright, alright,” he said, still amused. “I was joking.” Then his tone shifted slightly. “How are my kids? They have a lesson with Marie right now. Did you run into her?” Oh… speaking of that teacher. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Marie standing behind me, watching me. I didn’t know why, but something about Steffano’s women irritated me. And somehow, teasing them felt satisfying. “Oh yes,” I said sweetly into the phone. “She’s here, honey. In fact, I might end up being one of her students too.”

After having an explosive orgasm into one of his discarded sweat socks, Elias saw that Selena had moved on and was now Googling sites which had free sex pictures for viewing. Many of the photos showed women, in various states of bondage, being clamped, whipped, spanked, or cum on. Other pictures showed women on their knees gagging on massive cocks, which filled their mouths and throats, all eventually getting cum facials. Yet others had women getting gang banged by numerous men, filling all of their orifices at once. Elias was floored. He had never expected this!!! On a whim, Elias grabbed the phone and dialed Selena's number, hoping to catch her in an awkward moment. "Hello."

“I’ll make you an offer since you’re so desperate. One of my clients is looking to hire a sex slave for one night, with a generous pay. You’ll have more than enough money for your mum’s surgery, medications-“ She paused when she saw the horrified look on my face. “Come now Marie, you don’t want your mummy to die do you?” her voice was firm. “You’re a pretty girl with a petite body most guys would kill for. You’re 19? 20? You’re done with high school and this is real life. He’s old. I’m sure you can handle whatever it is for just one night. So, what do you say?” “I-“