Zahra Elise Porn Novels & Stories

This was just for us. Or at least… that’s what I thought. Zara Lennox, 26, one of the biggest lifestyle influencers in Los Angeles, was getting absolutely destroyed in her own living room at 2:17 AM, moaning like a pornstar while her boyfriend’s thick cock stretched her dripping pussy. “Goddamn, Zara,” Felix groaned, gripping my hips tighter, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. “You’re so fucking wet tonight. Been thinking about this all day while you were filming that ‘morning routine’ bullshit?”

Azael was on it and soon they saw Elise's beautiful face on the screen. "Damn!" Azael felt his heart burn when he saw her dress. It barely reached her thighs, exposing her long legs to the world. The black sexy attire made her look like a minx who had come to destroy the world, their world to be precise. Reuel felt his throat run dry and he had to take a sip of his drink to calm his burning heart. Elise looked tempting, a fucking enchantress and he couldn't move his gaze away from her even for a moment.

The fallout from Elise’s sudden return was immediate and merciless. By sunrise, gossip blogs were buzzing with scandal. The top headline screamed across Sienna’s phone screen: “The Other Woman? Billionaire Damon Caldwell’s Secret Affair Exposed.” Her stomach twisted as she stared at the grainy picture of herself—taken outside Damon’s penthouse, clearly snapped by a hidden camera. The caption beneath it was cruel: “Meet the assistant who allegedly stole Damon Caldwell from his fiancée, Elise Laurent.”

Alejandro scrolled through the options, stopping at one with the naughtiest title. Elise wrinkled her nose. “Really? You want to see this?” “Yes,” he said with a light blush. “What’s wrong with it?” Her brows shot up. “Nothing at all. Totally educational.” His laugh rumbled low in his chest. When the film reached a particularly graphic scene, Elise groaned and buried her face in the throw pillow. “This is unsettling. It’s raw, nasty intimacy that’s… above me.” “Oh, stop acting innocent.” Alejandro turned, his eyes glinting. “If you’re that innocent, would you be pregnant?”

"Watching us, plotting this. You want to be handled like a whore in your own house?" "Yes! Fuck my ass hole! Fuck my pussy too. Just fill me, Kieran!" Elise shrieked. He positioned himself and drove into Elise's pussy. The entry was violent and total. He began to hammer into her, his pace becoming animalistic. Mila, not wanting to be left out, crawled under Elise, her tongue finding Elise's clit, while Kieran fucked her from behind.

Her body writhed in pleasure until she came undone under his mouth. “Aaah! Graham,” she cried, her brows meeting as she curled to her side. As she relished the feeling of having orgasmed, Graham kissed her thigh, her ass cheek, his hands all over her, until he urged her to lie on her back once more. He gently pinned her legs down and said, “Elise. Let me make you feel even better.” It confused her at first, but then Graham began rubbing his full length against her peach. Elise ended up staring at the erotic scene, witnessing how his shaft glistened from her wetness.

“Show the camera what a whore you are.” My face burned, but the arousal was overwhelming. I dropped the towel, untying the bikini top to let my full breasts spill out, nipples already rock hard. Then the bottoms, my shaved pussy exposed, glistening with my own excitement. The chat erupted: “New girl’s hot!” “Eat her out!” Tips hit €1000 in seconds. Zara pulled me onto the bed fully, pushing me down on my back. “Spread your legs, Maya. Let them see your cunt.”

“She’s such a dirty little slut for you.” My grip tightened on Elsie’s hips, my thrusts becoming frantic. “Cum for me,” I growled, my voice hoarse. Elsie’s body convulsed as she obeyed, her pussy milking me, her walls gripping me tight. Iroared, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself deep inside her, my cum mixing with her juices. Zaza watched, her fingers tracing the mess on her lips, before leaning in to kiss Elsie, sharing the taste of their combined filth. “You’re his,” Zaza whispered, her “His little whore. And I love watching him ruin you.”

The vibrator buzzed in Elise's pussy and moans escaped her lips. Her body shook and she quickly sat on the bed, but she couldn't stay still in that position either. She parted her legs and her pussy shuddered to the vibration of the toy in her. "Ah!" Elise moaned, throwing her head backward and lifting her hips. "This is where we are going to have our party, my princess," Damien chuckled, stepping close to her. He pressed the button again and increased the intensity of the vibrator. Elise released soft cries as her body shook uncontrollably, especially her pussy.

“You want me to let you go? I can’t do that.” I whimper, his finger grazes my clit causing an electric shock to run through me. “You want me to move on? I’ve tried.” He presses his finger into my clit. “I am obessed with you Elise. You are everything to me.” His finger continues to tease me, drawing slow circles around my clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I'm caught in a whirlwind of desire and confusion, unable to comprehend the intensity of my feelings. “But you want to know the most fucked up part about us? About you?”