روايات وقصص ضمن Pornographic Audiobooks

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

“Unngh…! Ah… ah…! It feels… it feels too good…! Fuck…! Mmmh…! I can’t… I can’t… ahh…!” Damien leaned over him, biting his shoulder as he fucked him even harder. “That’s it. Let me hear you. Moan for your stepbrother like the needy little slut you are.” Elias couldn’t stop. Every thrust dragged another loud, desperate sound from his throat. “Ahh…! Mmmh…! Fuck…! Damien…! Harder… please… unngh…!” His voice was wrecked, his moans getting louder and more incoherent the closer he got. He couldn’t even form proper words anymore, just desperate, blabbering sounds as Damien ruined him.

Thirty stories. Thirty forbidden desires. Thirty moments that can change everything. Not every desire is meant to be confessed. Not every secret is meant to be uncovered. But once temptation takes hold, some lines become dangerously easy to cross. Behind closed doors and innocent smiles are secrets waiting to be revealed. Every story in Sinful Whispers explores the dangerous space between temptation and self-control, desire and consequence, attraction and regret. From unexpected encounters and hidden passions to forbidden attractions, secret affairs, dangerous obsessions, and choices that can never be undone, these thirty tales take you into worlds where boundaries blur and temp

I didn’t care. I slid my lace panties, pussy juice soaked, to the side and let my four saliva dipped fingers rub over my wet clit vigorously in motions only I could decide. As I followed through with the instructions that were given by the female lead in my audio erotica.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

I delicately put one of the earbuds in, and then the other one followed. I took my phone and let it face the room so I could once again check if there was anyone besides me in it. When I convinced myself I was alone, I opened the incognito mode on my browser and searched for my favorite artist on the hub. While I was a visual person, sometimes I liked my p**n with audio. I played a random video, whose description I liked, and then I left my phone near my head. A male voice spoke, and I let it engulf me. “Are you ready, babygirl?” The voice was deep and hoarse and instantly made my panties wet. “Because I’m about to take you for a ride.” I sighed and lowered my hand to my lonely pussy. I st

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

Videos of her looking flirtatiously into the camera - playing with her breasts, turning around and bouncing her ass cheeks, pretending to masturbate. In the sidebar, she advertises her webcam services. "Come play with me!" says the title. Below, the fine print says, "I don't do full nudity but we can still have lots of fun." My mind is reeling. My baby is doing pornography. I slam my laptop shut. My blood is heated. I need to sleep on it and think about next steps in the morning. About an hour later, I open the laptop again. I can't sleep. I am a mess. And...

I just whimpered, sobbed and begged with broken sounds. He leaned down, chest to my back, weight pinning me into the bed, mouth at my ear. “You love this, don’t you?” He murmured softly. “Love being fucked like my dirty little girl.” “Yes… God… yes…” His free hand snaked around. Found my clit. Pinched it. Rolled it. Rubbed fast and rough. I shattered again. Harder than before. My pussy clamped down like a vice, pulsing and milking him. My whole body shook. Tears soaked the pillow. I screamed his name until my throat burned.

Sara could hear how soaked she was every time he pumped his fingers in and out. “Yes… right there,” she gasped. Her thighs started to shake. She reached down and threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him against her. Professor Kane did not seem to mind. He ate her out with more hunger, licking and sucking like he had been starving for her. Sara’s orgasm built fast. The pressure grew in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. Her walls clenched around his fingers again and again. She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping.