Pornographic Audiobooks Novels & Stories

The crazy man had held her tight as he had her impale herself on his cock in front of everybody with her back pressed to his front, keeping her puffy and leaking pussy spread for everyone to see the way his cock fills her. The sight was nothing short of illegal, the way he had his hand around her neck and the way he pumped into her leisurely was better than watching p**n. I shudder involuntarily as I remember the dirty view and my juice trickles out of my pressed together pussy lips. Oh I can remember the way the blonde had trembled like a doll as he came inside her again and again till his cum slips out of her pussy in white fat drops like thick cream. “Nora, kindly give a summary of everyt

And now the world might. The angle was perfect. His cock—thick and slick—disappeared into me with wet, obscene sounds. God, I looked so needy. So desperate. So fucking used. I watched myself fall apart. On camera. His student. His secret. My phone buzzed. Unknown Number: ‘Nice video. How much for the sequel?’ I froze. My lungs stopped working. Another message came in. Different number. Anonymous: ‘You fuck like a goddess come to life. What’s your OnlyFans?’

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

She moaned genuinely, and even the men inside the scene hissed for the horniness. I knew that besides the scenes, many reactions in a porn were fake, but, holy shit... The way she was being fucked could drive any woman crazy. It was the same crude and still worried form that Pablo had done to me. Fast, strong, dirty, and full of indecent whispers from men, but still something very satisfying to watch. I let myself be carried away by the sounds the woman made, and began to repeat them as I slid the vibrator through my entrance.

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.

That was when I noticed the low blue glow coming from the living room. The television was off. The light was coming from a laptop open on the coffee table. I should have turned around and gone back upstairs. Instead I walked closer. Daniel was on the couch in just a pair of dark shorts. The laptop screen faced him. I couldn’t see the video clearly from the doorway, but I could hear it—soft, wet sounds and a woman’s low moaning. His right hand was inside his shorts, moving in a slow, tight rhythm. His head was tipped back against the cushion, eyes half-closed, jaw tight.

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