Rachel Hanna Porn Novels & Stories

Nathan had only ever been rattled by two women in his life. One. Anna. Two. Rachel. He had found her Rachel’s actions quite entertaining. He always loved a good challenge. He looked at his hard pulsating arousal. Fuck! He wrapped his hand around him and began to stroke himself. He thought about his cock buried in her clit. He stroke harder. He thought about his hand wrapped round her neck. He thought about blindfolding her. No. Not blindfolds. He wanted her to see him. He increased his pace and finally released after a while. He had been taken quite a number of cold showers lately, he definitely needed one now. Rachel could not still believe she did that. She was so ready to beg, she had wan

Anna noticed something off on the videos. She had already let her guard down that night on the balcony, she was not about to do the same thing right now. Being deceived once by Dalton was one thing, but being deceived twice? She will never forgive her stupidity if that happens. “How was your show?” she asked Rachel. Rachel laughed at that, wide eyed. “So, now you’re interested in my shows? That’s a first.” “Hey! I was always interested in your shows.” Anna replied defensively. “You’re always so hot in those. The other girls don’t even hold a candle to your performance,” she added.

This time, she made sure Mrs Helda won't have the time to follow her. She started her fuck session and was moaning loud. At the sane time, Rachel entered into the restroom beside the one Jennifer entered to ease herself. She heard all the sounds coming from the other restroom but does not care. When Jennifer reached her pinnacle, she was moaning out loud without caring tget she would be heard. After she released her juiced, she cleaned herself went out if the restroom at the same time that Rachel came out of hers. Botg of them were surprised to see Raphael standing before the restroom.

His thumb hovers over the play button, a muscle ticking in his jaw. Then he presses play. The video starts. It's grainy, clearly old, but unmistakable. Hayden, who is much younger, maybe thirteen or fourteen, is shirtless, his wrists bound above his head. There are fresh cuts across his chest and stomach, blood trickling down his skin in thin red lines. Rachel is on her knees in front of him, licking the blood slowly, almost lovingly, while her hand strokes his cock. I feel sick. Hayden goes completely blank beside me. His face drains of color. For several long seconds he doesn't move or even blink. He's gone somewhere far away.

Fiefie gripped my shoulders, making me look up at her with wide eyes, she has a soft smile on her face, her dark eyes telling me they understood. “You are Rachel Greene, not the sitcom version, she is great, but she does not compare to the real life version. Asides the fact that all the girls would kill to be you, and the guys would kill to be seen with you, you are beautiful, sexy, underneath that innocent persona, you should exercise it tonight.” A soft smile slips out of my lips, “I don’t know how to tap into that, it might as well be nonexistent.” She lets go of my shoulders, but peers at me intently, I lean away from her, and she moves back in even closer.

Brandon Henderson's Narrative Rachel emerged from the bathroom after what felt like a two-hour soak and endless gossip with her friends. She slipped into a sultry set of lingerie, moving with a sexy sway. I lay on the bed, my hand propped under my head, watching her, but my mind was elsewhere. I was in a different world. I snapped back to reality when she straddled my body, her hands gliding teasingly over my chest as a seductive smile danced on her lips.

Rachel wasted no time climbing between his legs, kneeling as she leaned over and started sucking his cock. Darren pulled Rachel up, flipping her onto her back as he bent toward her wet pussy, blowing on her swollen clit before running his tongue over it. She moaned, her back arching. He gripped her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh as he continued to suck and lick at her nectar. His cock rubbed against the bed, driving him crazy. He couldn't believe he was doing this, fucking another woman.

Fast. "Do you like that, honey?" Rachel hissed, her finger hooking deep inside me. "Is this what those men in your video were doing to you?" "Yes... fuck, Rachel," I gasped, my head falling back against her shoulder. She didn't stop. She doubled her fingers inside me, stretching my tight walls until I felt like I was going to burst. I practically screamed out her name, my hips bucking wildly against her hand. "Finger fuck me! Please, just finger fuck me!" I begged, all my pride disappearing. "Harder! I want to feel you hitting the back! Stretch me out like a slut!"

“Suck. pretend it’s cock. you’re good at that now.” Zane was in the back filming again; close-ups of my stretched pussy swallowing Ryde, the way my ass jiggled every time the bus hit a pothole. “Look at that creamy mess,” he muttered. “Shee’s still leaking Kai’s cum while she fucks Ryde. Filthy fucking slut.” Jax sat across from us, stroking himself lazy through his jeans. “Tell us what you are, Raven. Loud enough for the next semi to hear if they roll their window down.”

He pressed the fabric against my swollen clit, rubbing slow, firm circles that made my hips jerk. “Oh god…” I whispered, trying to stay focused on the couple. “Now switch positions. I want her riding him reverse cowgirl. Slow at first… make her grind on that cock. Let the camera see every inch sliding in and out of her wet pussy.” The brunette climbed on top, facing away from the guy, and sank down onto his thick cock with a loud moan. The wet *squelch* as she took him deep made my own pussy throb jealously. Ken’s fingers rubbed faster over my panties, pressing the soaked material between my folds. I was dripping so much it felt like I had already cum.