Victoria Hypno Porn Novels & Stories

If it wasn't for love, it would be for sex; but one would always lead to the other. Still holding my hair, Hazz lowered his other hand to my clitoris. He should already be pulsating like the rest of my body, but Hazz put his hand there, circling without really touching, and pressed. When he made that gesture, the whole world became a great nothing, and everything inside me contracted at once. I screamed when the orgasm came, and I screamed again when it took too long to reach the peak. Multiple. A fucked orgasm that made me really squirt, like porn movies that no one believes are real. All that moisture went down my legs, wetting both Hazz and myself.

I inhaled a deep breath and closed my eyes as I enjoyed feeling her hands cascade down my pectorals. "Oh," lynn rasped. My eyes whipped open as I looked down to find her staring down at my dick. It was at full attention and I didn't even feel it. My body reacted to her without my conscious mind joining the party. This woman was seriously ruining me but in the best way possible. "I'm sorry," I murmured. I remembered taking her in her childhood bedroom and feeling fucking horrible about it. This shouldn't be happening so soon after everything that's happened, but I couldn't help myself. She was like my own personal viagra.

Victor watched with predatory focus, one hand now resting possessively on her thigh, thumb stroking maddeningly close to her clit. “Faster.” His voice dropped lower. “And turn on that vibrator. Press it hard on your swollen little clit.” Sophia obeyed instantly. The strong buzz against her oversensitive nub made her cry out, hips jerking. She fucked herself harder, the dildo plunging deep while the vibrator drove her wild. Her full breasts bounced with every thrust, nipples begging for attention. Victor’s free hand finally moved. He cupped one heavy breast, squeezing possessively, then pinched and twisted her nipple until she gasped. “These tits are mine now. This dripping cunt is mine. Say

I returned to the livestream and watched the chat more closely. [Smile for me, sugar!] Victoria immediately turned to the camera and gave a seductive smile. A pop-up flashed across the screen at once. That was it. She had earned money from a single smile. [Anyone want to bet on her breast size? The losers have to send our swimsuit princess "The Premium Gift"!] I understood now. Victoria was not selling to female customers. She had attracted a crowd of rich perverts instead. Worse, the openly flirtatious way she interacted with them made my anxiety grow stronger. Bradley's words echoed in my mind.

The chat went wild, replaying that line: ‘Are you completely insane? Okay, I was out of tricks. I’m just a flimsy, pitiful, helpless erotica heroine. No sudden superhuman survival skills kicking in at the eleventh hour. I threw up my hands. No point fighting it anymore. “You don’t believe me? Fine. Ask him yourself later. Let’s see…” I pretended to think. “Why don’t you start with… ‘Did she kiss you yesterday?’ How about that?” Right then, the system chimed in again.

She asks herself mentally and then looks at the lady who had stopped and was looking at her. No! Looking can not be the word, because the looks she gave her were purely those of hatred. Kimora turned and left while Violet was still trying to assimilate what had just happened there. Could her day not get any worse? From the moment she was dressing up for her marriage, things started to happen to her. In one evening, she had series of unexplainable experiences and now, someone she knows not was looking at her as if she stole one of the person’s belongings.

I ran my thumb over her clit and fucked her with my fingers. “Daddy,” Victoria cried out. “I’m so close.” I scissored my fingers inside her soaked pussy while I ate her anus out. Fuck yeah.

I kept my back flat against the marble, my chin held high, staring straight at the pinhole camera across the room. "You're watching me," I said, forcing my voice into an icy, unbothered line. A low, dark chuckle echoed through the hidden speaker, vibrating softly through the wood paneling near my cheek. "I run a global syndicate, little bride," Julian purred, his voice dropping into that dark, intimate register that made my skin prickle with sudden, treacherous heat. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't map the sightlines of my own bedroom?" A soft click echoed from the nightstand beside the platform bed. A small, high-definition monitor mounted on a swiveling arm flickered to life, its blue g

Sarah could come down any second, my best friend and her daughter, and here I was, bent over her mom’s kitchen counter, getting eaten out like I couldn’t get enough. Victoria pulled back just enough to flick her tongue fast over my clit, quick, light little taps that made my hips jerk. I whimpered, low and desperate, pressing my forehead to the cool stone. “Shhh, baby,” she murmured against me. “Don’t want her hearing how much you love my tongue in your pussy.”

Victoria cried when I saw she was wearing no under garments, her flawless skin was visible to my hungry eyes, I even wasted no time in taking off my own clothes, I fiercely parted her legs apart and positioned my already hard member on her dry core and with one rough push I entered entirely inside her…. “AAAAAhhhhhhhhh………” Victoria cried loudly and arched her back up only to give me closer view of her full blossoms, I ruthless spanked her right blossom couple of time and squeezed it hard in my left palm until it turned red as ripe strawberries “YOU… have… no…. fucking idea…. what I would have done to you… if yo.. you would have fucked someone else then me….” I said in my dominating voice as