Pornography Novels & Stories

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

"Like, I knew porn was out there, but my mom has all these blockers on our internet because Robby's a total weirdo. But then yesterday I came home and she goes 'Cassie don't tell your brother but I unblocked everything, and you need to learn a few things if you're gonna be any good to Mr. Canon.' It was SO uncomfortable, but after she pointed me to a few sites where I could kinda search and browse, she left me alone. But there waseverything there, Mr. Canon. Like,everything." "I think they call that rule 34." "You have the rulebook memorized? Man, you're so smart, Mr. Canon. Or do all the teachers know that?" "No, it's not a school rule. It's an internet thing." "Geez, there's rules for porn

"Holy God, Noah, you can't just talk about porn so casually without giving a girl warning." "Why not?" He looked mystified. "We've been talking about sex all evening." "Sexy drinks," I corrected. "Totally different thing." "Not really." He shook his head. "When the subject's sex, it doesn't really matter if it's cocktails or porn or a hypothetical discussion. A guy's mind is going to the same place, no matter what." I ventured another sip of my drink and slid Noah a sideways glance. "So . . . given your commentary on porn, I'm going to assume you watch it?"

“It sounds good to me.” “Careful my love, I may just take you up on that offer. Remember, I told you I was really into porno at one point in my life? I spent a lot of weekends shagging on camera and taking naked photos of women. It’s an old habit that has been threatening to raise its ugly head of late. I would love nothing more than to take a few illicit photos of you, especially tied to the bed, with those nipple clamps on.”

Just one lucky dark haired twenty eight year old that should've been off limits from the first day I stepped into this house. I plopped down to my bed, head now buzzing from the god-knows-how-many pictures I'd taken and deleted now. Too revealing. Not revealing enough. Doing too much. Doing too little. Jeez. For a pornstar, I was really bad at this. Minutes passed, and all I could do was keep staring at my reflection on my phone screen. Well, it wasn't really my reflection. Just this… very bad recreation of an ahegao pose I'd learned on t*****r.

I saw the tips trickle in, I told myself it was just for money but when the first tip hit—it was fifty dollars from someone named Regular47. Then he typed—“show us how wet you’re getting, beautiful.” My breath hitched. I slipped the strap down my shoulders, then the other, letting the lace slip away until my breasts spilled free. I rolled my nipples between my fingers until they ached. The first night I came quietly with two fingers buried deep inside me while the camera caught only my mouth parted and my thighs trembling. I whispered things I’d never said out loud to Mark. “I need to be filled… I need my pussy to be stretched until I couldn't think.” The shame hit right after orgasm but the

Neither of us had fucked a girl’s cunt for way too long and the sexual tension was nearly unbearable. By now even the p**n was wearing on me and my searches were getting a bit more adventurous. One day during one of my “private sessions” I went to *********** something from a p**n site’s category list and was too sloppy about where my curser was positioned. Suddenly my whole screen was filled with images of guys having sex with GUYS! Keith and I were both very straight so my kneejerk reaction was repulsion. I quickly pulled out of that category and tried to forget it. Then I realized it had made my dick as stiff as a flagpole! Still, I tried to ignore this and got to back to my old, familiar