Val Steele Vr Porn Novels & Stories

I blinked, staring down at my phone screen— I froze. My eyes widened, my lips pressing tight as I stared at the number my fingers were swiping over. Mr. Steele. My throat tightened as I stared at his number and just like that, every fucking image I've been trying to push into the back of my head, came rushing back. The way I fucked my pussy like a woman starved. Spread out on my matrimonial bed, moaning his name like some slut not knowing I'd accidentally FaceTimed him. My thighs pressed together as those commands replayed in my ears.

'' Steffan smirked as he stood up from the couch and fished something out of the drawer of his table. A vibrator. Karlisle tightened his jawline. ''Holy shit...'' Steffan inserted the vibrator inside him as Karlisle watched. Karlisle bit his lips. ''Tell me how it feels~'' ''It feels so good... Stretching my tight hole...'' 'Better than my dick?''' ''Your dick is better... Ahh!'' Steffan screamed as he bucked his hips as he found his prostate. Karlisle moved down on the floor and pulled the vibrator out of Steffan's hole and started sucking it while staring straight at Steffan's eyes. ''Just tastes like you..''

He leaned down, sucking one nipple hard while pinching the other, his hips snapping faster. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled. “This pussy was made to be watched. To be used by the Society.” He sped up, pounding into me harder. The wet, obscene sound of his cock slamming into my dripping cunt filled the room. I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back as pleasure built like a storm. He reached between us and rubbed my clit in fast circles. “Come for me, Stella. Let the cameras see how you break.” I shattered.

He then took her hand and said. "Always know that I believe you no matter what, okay?" Mellisa nodded her heart heavy with dread. Maxwell then played the video and handed her the phone. When she saw the footage of herself engaging in a sexual act with five men at the same time, she was absolutely shocked, to the point that her hands started trembling. The title of the video reads: “The Deed That Mr. Zick Nadia's Ex-Wife Has Been Doing During Their Marriage in a Mission to Find a Richer Man."

I chose to be silent sometimes when a woman is angry; it's better to shut my mouth. “Alex!” Aurora suddenly yelled, her fury erupting like a volcano. “Kathleen sent me 10 videos of you having sex with your research workers.” Aurora sent me a video file, displaying me engaging in virtual sex with the other workers. “Aurora, for them, having sex in Virtual Reality is like playing a game on internet. My workers asked, ‘sir, let's have a game.’ And I said yes,” I tried to explain, attempting to defuse the tension. “It's just a virtual game!”

I said and Mr Levinson laughed cheerfully. "With such a man I am going to be rich beyond my wildest dreams. haha haha!" Mr Levinson yelled on top of his voice. The conversation between us was obviously over so there was no need to sit next to him. I am his pole dancer and also his prostitute and yet I am still a virgin. It is all thanks to that stranger but he can't possibly keep this up.

Tied her long hair as if in a bun and violently opened my two thighs and slowly entered into my hole. I screamed for a moment in shock. It looks like an ordinary male thing. Color black but since it hasn’t been stretched much yet I look vir.gin again. But the size it’s no joke. About seven inches and a bit bigger than usual. I was slightly hurt by her thrust, but my body has a mind on its own. I lay down on the couch and, in return, adjusted her position and then turned around while closing her eyes. “You look like a vir.gin, Karina. Ahh... I like it... Ahh... Ahh... Oh... Fvck you harder. Ahh... Ahhh... Sooo tight enough to fvck you...”

Just watching. That was worse. Every other night I knew his next move. Tonight I didn’t, and the not knowing sat under my skin like a splinter I couldn’t locate. I went to get dressed. “Big spender,” Mikela said, nodding toward the VIP corridor. “Asked for you specifically. He’s clean, has a good record, and tips well.” “Name?” “Marcus Cole. Property developer. Been coming here for six months.” She handed me the booking slip. “Don’t say no.”

The bedroom was huge and luxurious. Valeria opened a large drawer beside the bed and took out several items. She laid them on the silk sheets: a thick black dildo with realistic veins, a smaller pink vibrator, a bottle of lube, and a pair of shiny metal nipple clamps. “Lie on the bed,” Valeria ordered. “On your back. Legs wide open.” Aurora obeyed. She spread her thighs, showing her red, swollen pussy. It was still dripping from her previous orgasms.

Thick, veiny, impossibly hard, jutted between her smooth thighs, leaking lots of precum. A buff guy came behind her, his heavy swinging pipe pressing against her bleached pink hole. I almost came on the spot. Picturing myself as the guy behind Kira, my dick leaking like a teenager's. He gripped her hips, slamming her down his rod, her pink tiny pucker gaping open. Her eyes widened, legs shaky, lips parting in a whimper, staring directly at the camera. At me.