Akbar V Sextape Novels & Stories

Arthur’s Pov Alicia muffled her screams in her pillow, kicking her legs in the air as she read another straight up naughty text from the stranger she’s been sexting for a month. She threw the pillow out of her face and stared at his message again, his name she saved as ‘Sext Buddy’ flashing on the screen and her face burned as she read the message again. Sext Buddy: [I’d do anything to fuck you right now.]

Author's p.o.v Abhinav frowned his brows and stood up from the sit. He tried to say something when Apeksha said with a crooked smile, " Trust me, this time your money and power will not help you". Abhinav asked with a calm yet dangerous voice," Is it any kind of joke, officer? Have you lost your mind? Apeksha came forward and said sarcastically," It's reality, Mr Abhinav Agnihotri. Your wife Devika Agnihotri has complained a case against you on domestic violence and Marital rape".

She waves her hand at me, “yea, okay and I changed your shitty diapers, so what of it, plus I’ve been told that you are just Abigail Westfield until tomorrow at 8am sharp, so sit you ass down.” I sit down in a huff, crossing my arms over my chest glaring at her. She snickers at me, “same expression since you were 2 and it's just as adorable now as it was then," she bops my nose with her finger and sits next to me. She shows me her phone and hits play, I stare at the video and listen to what’s being said, it’s Sasha talking to someone off the camera, “so I put this in the water and his dick will get rock hard for how long?” The unknown voice speaks, “at least 4 hours.” She laughs, and you

The police were a big problem, but he knew he had to find a way to show them he was in control. He turned to his laptop and opened an email with a video attachment labeled “Abibba.” Clicking on it, Zagaff leaned forward as the black-and-white footage showed his men moving through Abibba’s corridors. They worked quickly, emptying safes filled with cash. One of them lit a match and threw it into a pile of papers, setting everything on fire. Zagaff smiled. My men did well. They had sent a message; one that Victor Morano wouldn’t ignore.

"I've already mobilized my people to deal with it. Don't worry." "My dad is already working to suppress this issue. I believe in you." Arka let out a quiet sigh. Then his eyes stopped on an older message from Keira, three short words that still remained on the screen. His gaze gradually hardened. Some problems could not be solved by silence alone. He opened the short-video app, ignored the thousands of notifications, and switched on the camera. "My name is Arka Mahendra." His voice was calm yet cold. "I'm the man in the child abuse video that's currently gone viral."

“Open it. Check your history. Or better yet, let me show you what I found.” My blood ran cold. I stared at the device like it was a bomb. No. This couldn’t be happening. I had been so careful. “Jake… what are you talking about?” He flipped it open, fingers flying across the keys with furious precision. A browser window loaded, and there it was my secret laid bare. A paused video frame. Lara Velvet. Me. On my knees in black lingerie, lips glossy, eyes locked on the camera with that signature sultry look I’d perfected. The title above it left no room for doubt.

“Have a nice, long, relaxing bath. Victor and I will be there by the time you get out. Alright?” She drew in a shaky breath. “Yes, alright.” “Good girl. It is going to be alright.” “Mhm,” she couldn’t reply for the sob that wanted to be vocalised. “Mira, I mean it,” he said firmly. “It will be alright. Sex tapes have been leaked before.” She pressed her hand to her mouth, but the sob broke free. “Not like this.”

asked Abby, full of curiosity. That man who hated being controlled by his parents never answered. He instead opened both of the girl's thighs, then advanced his face to the base area. Massimo began to pamper the spot, which was dubbed the world's paradise for men. Abby groaned again. The woman with long hair squeezed the bed sheets because a wave of pleasure returned to appear inside her body.

On the other hand, Srilekha and Akash were shocked beyond level. " Sir, please," Akash requested going backwards. Srilekha pleaded," Indra, it's not needed. Please, let him go." Indrajit ignored them and growled on VR's face, " Didn't you hear me? Suck his cock." VR got down on his knees with an expressionless face where Akash flinched backwards seeing all this. This is disgusting and absurd. VR will just open Akash's Zipper when Srilekha literally caught Indrajit's leg and requested," Please, stop all this. Please."

Show my friends how you worship big daddy's dick. Vincent and Khalid watched, stroking themselves. 'Fuck, she's eager,' Khalid said. 'Let's bend her over the desk.' They hauled her up, slamming her chest down on Damian's massive desk. Papers scattered, her ass up, skirt flipped over her waist. Damian ripped her red lace panties off, the fabric tearing with a snap. 'Look at this cute pussy, boys. Dripping for us. Who wants first?'