Penthouse Porn Stories Novels & Stories

His tiny caged cock, locked in a pink steel chastity cage for four straight months now, leaked constantly whenever she even whispered about her plans. It was Cindy’s 29th birthday. She had rented out the entire top floor of an exclusive rooftop club in Manhattan that catered to the city’s most discreet high-end swingers and kink community. The venue had a glass-walled penthouse suite overlooking the skyline, complete with a large circular bed platform in the center, multiple couches, a fully stocked bar, and a raised stage area with spotlights.

I was shaking all over, my head pushed back against the glass, my loud moans echoing in the giant, empty penthouse. Julian didn't make me wait any longer. He unbuckled his leather belt with one hand, his trousers dropping down around his thighs as his thick, throbbing dick broke free. It was huge, dark, and already leaking pre-cum at the tip. He gripped my right thigh, lifting it up and hooking it over his strong hip, exposing my wet entrance completely to the cool air of the room. "Julian, please, I need it. Put it inside me," I cried out, tears of pure horniness pricking my eyes.

“What can I say? I asked for rough and he delivered. Hands tied to the headboard, spanked raw, fucked so hard I saw stars and squirted all over the sheets multiple times. Girl, I think my pussy is ruined in the best way possible.” Zoe burst out laughing, leaning against Mia for support. “Ruined? Babe, you’re glowing like you just discovered the meaning of life through dick. Spill everything. Was he big? Did he talk dirty? Did you beg?” I leaned in closer, voice dropping but still teasing. “Huge. And yes he pounded me like he was trying to break the bed. Called me his good little slut while he slapped my boobs and asd. I came so many times I lost count. And when he finally filled me up… God,

I’m alone in their massive house, horny and determined to make Damien lose control tonight. I start looking through their media room for something to watch… and I hit the jackpot. A hidden folder on their TV called “Private.” Inside are dozens of high-quality p**n videos — rough sex, cheating husbands, babysitter fantasies, creampies, degradation. Exactly my kind. My pussy throbs instantly. I put on one of the filthiest ones — a young babysitter getting brutally fucked by the married dad while his wife sleeps upstairs. The girl on screen is moaning like a whore, getting her pussy pounded mercilessly.

The penthouse party had evolved into something deeper, more possessive, and far more addictive than any of them had anticipated. The night was still young, and they had many more ways to claim their perfect woman

💦Penthouse Possession💦 Marcus didn’t even wait for the elevator doors to close. The second we stepped inside, he pushed me against the mirrored wall, his hand sliding up my thigh and pushing two fingers back into my cum-filled pussy. I moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the small space as the elevator descended one floor. “You’re still dripping my cum,” he growled, curling his fingers deep. “Such a messy little slut.” I rocked against his hand, my dress still bunched around my waist. “I can’t stop leaking. You filled me so much on the rooftop.”

I knelt inbetween and slicked the dildo with her own squirt then slid it balls-deep into her cunt in one smooth motion. She bucked violently, her scream muffled around the apple. Then I pressed the head of my cock against her tight asshole that winked at me with an innocent pinkness. I spat on it, rubbed my cockhead against the puckered ring, and pushed in slow. “Relax… let me in. I want this ass, Helena,” I growled, pushing forward. The ring popped open around my thickness, swallowing inch after inch until my hips met her cheeks. She rolled her head back into the headboard, stuffed in both holes like a turkey on thanksgiving.

His cock was so hard it looked painful. "Please," he sobbed. "Please Mistress I'm begging you. I'll do anything. Please let me cum." "Anything?" I asked. "Anything! I'll do anything you want just please let me cum!" "Cum for me," I commanded. "Cum with my cock buried in your ass like the desperate little slut you are." Permission granted, he shattered. His orgasm was violent and overwhelming. He screamed my name, his whole body convulsing as he came harder than I had ever seen. Cum shot out of his cock in thick ropes, coating the sheets beneath him. His ass clenched around the strap-on so tight I could barely move.

My pussy was so full and sensitive from the first load that every movement sent fresh waves of slick squirting out around his shaft and soaking everything underneath us. The chat alerts kept exploding nonstop and I could hear the tip counter climbing higher with each moan I let out. Kai gripped my hair tighter and yanked my head back so the camera caught my flushed sweaty face straight on. “You hear that Luna? All your fans are paying to watch me breed you like a cheap whore. I am going to knock up my secret little pornstar roommate tonight right on this stream. Imagine it baby, my cum flooding your womb until it takes and everyone gets to see your belly grow because of this.”

Hands on her br**st and d**k in her p**sy, Peter f**ked life off her and she completely forgot that she needed to break up with him. Peter turned her a*s to himself in a doggy position, his middle finger took care of the other hole while his d**k f**ked her pussy. Finally, his seed erupted and he let it spill on the bed. He turned her around and licked her lips lightly, slowly deepening. As they french kissed, Ivy noticed his c**k becoming firm again, so she pulled away from him, breaking the kiss.