The Girl Downstairs Hentai Novels & Stories

Lizzie The room was dark except for the glow of my laptop screen. My headphones was on my ears, drowning me in the filthiest moans I could find online. On the screen, a girl was on her knees, drool dripping down her chin while three cocks slammed into her throat. Behind her, another man was pounding her pussy raw. I bit my lip, my fingers sliding under my panties. God, the way they fucked her and used her like nothing more than a toy, it made my pussy gush.

The girl on screen is moaning like a whore, getting her pussy pounded mercilessly. I can’t help myself. I pull my tiny skirt up, spread my legs wide on their expensive leather couch, and start fingering my dripping cunt hard. Two fingers, then three. I’m soaking the couch. My moans mix with the girl on the TV. “Fuck me, Daddy… please ruin my tight pussy…” I’m so close. My fingers are pumping furiously, my clit swollen and throbbing. I’m right on the edge, about to cum all over their couch when I hear the front door open.

Fuck! I can't believe what I'm seeing in my parents' living room. Three giggling teenage girls, wearing sheer lingerie are sitting on the couch cheering on a fourth girl who is attempting to deep throat a dildo. What the fuck! The cheers and laughter is probably why they didn't hear me come in through the kitchen door. I step back into the shadows of the hallway while my cock responds to the luscious, pale ass cheeks of the fourth girl. Her purple sheer nightie has ridden up over her heart-shaped ass, revealing her matching thong as she starts to gag on the rubber dick suction-cupped to the glass topped coffee table.

Damon trails after me when I leave. We step into the next room. Jace is already there. He’s standing behind a petite Asian woman, both hands cupping her bréasts as she watches the bed. A thin blonde girl is sprawled across the mattress, two men working their way into her. One lies beneath her, cóck buried in her pússy. Another kneels at her ass, pressing in with a thick shaft. She jerks a third guy off while moaning. At the foot of the bed, two women are locked in a sixty-nine. The one on the bottom is gripping thighs, moaning against the top girl’s séx. Her body starts to tremble. She’s close.

*Opening the door, you freeze seeing Stefanie Meijer, Mark's 40-year-old married mom, on the bed with your laptop open, voluptuous figure in a form-fitting designer dress hugging her big breasts and thick thighs, long black hair draped over shoulders, ocean blue eyes scrolling your filthy collection, full pink lips parted in arousal, plump pink cunt soaking through her no-underwear dress as she bites her lip schemingly. "Oh my, Y/N, this nasty hentai filth on your laptop... busty sluts getting pussies pounded by throbbing cocks, cunts squirting cum, asses stuffed with tentacles," *Stefanie purrs sultrily, arrogant smirk widening as she strips naked, fair skin flushing, pink nipples hard on j

I took a deep breath and pulled up the stool, sitting carefully and leaning in to get the focus again. The girl's room, like Kyle and I watched. But it's not the brother and sister having sex, it's just the girl. She's over eighteen, but not by much and she's petite. I hadn't noticed that before. She's on her bed, naked, masturbating, looking at her TV. The curtain is pulled just enough to block my view of the screen. It must be p**n because the little blonde is fucking herself hard with a Rabbit. The blond was a small girl, but she had big breasts. Her tawny pussy hair was trimmed. On her back, a pillow under her butt, one leg down, the other up, giving me a perfect view of her swollen and

I open the door and it leads to a staircase going downstairs. “Weird place to put a bathroom,” I say out loud to myself. I hold the railing tightly, so that I don’t lose my balance. The door slams shut behind me. The music of the club dies down, and screams and moans fill the space. I can smell sweat and sex. I continue creeping down the stairs. I get to the bottom and see shadows of people all around me. One girl is pressed between two men. She throws her head back as both men assault her with their tongues and hands. Another guy has his hands tied over his head while a woman dressed in a leather corset spanks his ass with a riding crop.

“Are you a Hati Phantom?” “That I am,” said the girl. “Phantom XIII Hekate.” Ren froze when he heard that accursed name. The girl then glanced around at the fallen bodies lying around her before looking straight at Ren. “Get out of my way. My only target here is HiroYuuki Yamada. Unlike some, I don’t like to kill unnecessarily. Furthermore, Yamada is really taking things a little too far.” She shook her head. “Honestly. Hiring over eighty men to protect oneself. It is really a hassle to take them all out without killing them.”

We are only halfway through the night with two hours left until closing and Hikaru and I are at least 4 hours away from this stuff wearing off. Hikaru hikes her skirt up and pulls her blouse off, leaving her corset and the shibari harness with her exposed breasts visible to everyone who looks up this way as they lean her over the console and take her from behind. They multitask, controlling the music as they fuck her and fondle her breasts. My cock twitches and is painfully hard as their fluids coat the floor under the soundboard. I swear it glitters. Aiden grabs my shoulder pulling me into the hall and dropping to his knees. He sucks my cock and fingers my ass.

This was straight out of her filthiest fantasies and the videos she'd watched in secret, over and over. Nearby, on a plush rug that probably cost more than her tuition, a group of four had formed a perfect human chain of debauchery. A muscular guy with tattoos snaking up his arms was on his back, his face buried between a girl's smooth, shaved thighs. He ate her out like a starving man, his tongue lapping furiously at her swollen clit, delving into her folds as she ground down on him, her hips rolling in slow, sensual circles.