Piper_quinn Nudes Novels & Stories

The boxers went soon after, and I hissed as the cool night air surrounded my hard, exposed dick. In my bedroom, I ripped off my shirt and undershirt, so that when I finally toppled onto the bed, I did so entirely naked. Maybe, I reasoned, if I gave into my fantasies just this once, they would go away. I couldn’t have Piper in the flesh, and that might have been part of her allure. If I imagined her and brought myself to completion, then I’d likely be able to let her go. Resolved, I wasted no more time and took myself in hand.

I asked myself, I took the cell phone that I had to one side and with the light of the screen I prepared to shine towards his bed. "It can't be" I brought my hand to my mouth with what I was witnessing. Piper was lying naked on her back while Trisha was on top with her face immersed in her vagina making movements with her tongue, she took her legs, opening them like a scissors, at the same time inserting two fingers into her vagina over and over again at any point. address. What I saw was enough for me, I pressed the lock button on my cell phone and got back on the bed.

she shot back with confidence. She freed her hold on my cock and undid the button of her jeans. In one smart move, she slipped her jeans off, revealing a pair of red G-string. I held my breath for some seconds, my cock becoming wat harder than before. “Is that a dare?” I grinned in anticipation. Piper smirked, pulling her panties down slowly, revealing a neatly shaven pussy. “I'm gonna make you cum sonhard, you won't forget this pussy for years to come.”

Let's go in,"Piper murmured, holding her tightly. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ "Your credentials,"Collins asked. "Here sir"They replied, dropping it on his table. "An accountant and A marketer, are you friends?"He asked. "Yes sir"Pipe gave the reply. "Your results seem fine and great. Piper Aurora Wal....ker"He stuttered when calling out her surname. "Any problem?"Piper asked. "Not... O yes.. I mean Nothing,, There's no problem"He stuttered, running his hand through his hair.

Piper’s lips part, her face pale as she stares back at us. “What?” Piper’s voice is small, almost childlike. Her eyes widen before a choked laugh slips out. “No, that’s—Sadie, you can’t just say something like that.” Her voice cracks, rising higher with every word. “You can’t—” I whip my head toward Sadie. She remains quiet, her face pale, shoulders trembling, and eyes locked on Piper with certainty. Terrifying, immovable certainty. “I’m not… I can’t be. That’s not—” Piper continues, her hands fluttering near her stomach as though the gesture alone could prove Sadie wrong.

My pussy clenched at the thought. “Not nervous,” I whispered in a throat voice, arousal flooding back. “Just curious.” Damian stepped closer, putting his hand on my waist. “Dorian’s the one in the p**n videos, Sera. I’m too busy with work to be available 24/7 fucking on screen. But I handle the exclusive live chats out of work hours.” Realization struck me. The man whose powerful thrusts had shattered my world, whose body moved like a god in those threesomes… That was Dorian.

That I wear crazy black lingerie that barely covers my ass, and pasties on my tits, swaying and dancing like a goddess, swimming in cash from men who throw hundred dollar notes like they're pouring away water. The cruel sound of the club music fills the room as Pippa plays the video again, she’s terrifyingly good. Even a straight lady will be gone staring at the way she’s doing it. Just how much of her body does she show to people? That's the question screaming in my mind as we watch the video. But that's not the terrying part, what if people that actually knows her see me, or maybe they come for me thinking I'm her? "Pippa?" I call out, my tone sounding hushed and panicked.

“You’re not mad that one of them captioned her repost my future husband?” I froze mid-sentence, the words catching like a hiccup. “She wrote what?” Piper grinned wickedly, wiggling her phone in front of me again. “Want to see?” “No.” I slapped the phone out of view. “I said don’t show me anything else about him.” Piper gave me that very sinister judgemental look. “You’re enjoying this,” I accused. “Of course I am.” Piper stretched out luxuriously, scrolling again. “I live for drama that isn’t mine. And this is golden. Lucas Bristo drowning in fangirls while Hannah Black sits here pretending she doesn’t care.”