Tara Strong Hot Novels & Stories

Tara called softly as she placed her hands on my broad shoulders, biting her lips seductively at me before turning around stylishly and giving me her back. I nearly let out a groan when she positioned her butt on my cock, she was rocking her hips on my cock with all her might just to get me hard and make me want to fuck her right now in my office. "Turn around!" I coldly ordered, and Tara instantly stopped and she swiftly turned to face me. "Pull off your shirt!" I ordered again. "Yes, sir!" Tara immediately replied and she started to pull off her clothes. Then, her small breast came pointing at me, her dark nipples are erect too.

“It’s not worth the risk.” “Hey.” Tara reaches out and pulls me to a gentle stop, deep brown eyes meeting mine. She shakes her head. “I don’t know this woman nor your relationship with her,” she admits. “But I do know that it’s toxic and probably abusive.” She must notice the tears in my eyes because she draws me in for a hug. For a second I resist, but then I let it happen. It’s been a long time since anyone has hugged me like that. “Fuck Sadie,” Tara continues, holding me out at arm’s length as she squeezes my arms. “You’re free of her now, I promise. It’s time to stand up and live your life, girl. Do you understand?” “But I—”

Sarah cried out loudly at the penetration but Todd just grabbed her hips and rammed in deeper, getting about halfway causing a loud moan to erupt from her throat. "That's right, give it to her hard," Master ordered. He wanted to hear Sarah scream. Todd rammed his cock in the rest of the way, plunging in deep. Master's wish was granted as he heard her scream over the phone. "Fuck her hard," he growled.

Her head slightly downturned as she tugged on her left earlobe praying the day ends without violence of any kind. The splash of hot coffee on Amy's chest caused her to impulsively take few steps back. He scowled. “Why do you always act like such an idiot? Why is this too hot?” his eyes bulged in anger. "I am sorry. I didn't mean..." "Shut up!" He sneered as his jaw clenched visibily. "You never do anything right. You get the most expensive things from me yet you are worse than use*less!" Amy's eyes instantly became moist. That moment, she wished the earth would open it's doors to bury her beneath it.

He outstripped his workmates by far with his symmetry and glory – theirs were the cocks of bulls, but his was a stallion's. "Oh my god...." Need shot through Tara's entire body. She felt hot – hot from the men grinding their hardening members against her, hot from Roy's wolfish gaze over her body, and hot from the burning desire that made her pussy drool down her inner thighs. Tara had stopped struggling. Her knees felt weak and ready to give out at any moment. She couldn't help herself. Her resistance was failing.

“About you. About what’s happening to you.” I swallowed. “I don’t understand. What’s happening?” He stepped closer, his golden eyes intense. “You’re not fully human, Aria. Something in your blood… it’s rare, powerful. And it’s waking.” I took a step back. “I’m not a wolf. I’m not… anything special.” Justin shook his head. “You are. And that makes you a target.” My heart raced. “A target? Who wants me?” His jaw tightened. “Rogue wolves. A rogue Alpha. They’ve sensed your power. They want to use it.”

Forbidden sex is simply too strong a desire. Sitting in my chair, drinking the last of my coffee, watching Tara do the dishes. My cock rigid again and ready. Tara cleaned up and flashed me, rubbing her pussy or pinching her nipples to taunt me. I love her so much. She slipped the towel back on the rack and walked out of the kitchen.

Frankie said, opening his eyes. Tara got in a hit, swimming her arm beneath his. She shoved him back and darted around us. I watched them, wondering if maybe Tara was some type of shifter, too. I’d never seen anyone move like that. Able to fight him off the way that she had, it was like she was using her body as a weapon. He pinned her against the door and she let out a groan. “If you spank me, it’ll be the last thing you’ll do, you bastard.”

From what I’d heard, an old demon has the strength of more than fifty alphas. “Which kind of pentagram can hold an old demon?” I asked curiously. “The kind reinforced with ingredients that are illegal even in the spiritual world. And we are going to need Tara for this.” When he said her name, I noticed something strange. I didn’t have that murderous urge to kill her. Well, that was odd. Tara paced back and forth as we all sat watching her. It looked like the idea physically disturbed her. She kept chewing at her nails like she couldn’t say no but saying yes was still not an option she wanted to try.

"Tara? What's up?" "OH Chris! I'm getting fucked by my Master!" "WHAT???" "I said I'm getting fucked by my Master he's fucking my pussy so good." "What the fuck, Tara??" "My new Master is fucking my tight pussy right now, and I'm going to cum all over his big fat cock. I've never cum on someone's cock before. With you and your little tiny dick, I always had to fake it. But my Gio's cock is so big and fat that I can't help but cum. Keep fucking me Gio, I'm so close."