Ashley Rey Sex Tape Novels & Stories

Ashley shut her eyes tightly, trying to process what just happened. She opened her eyes and staring at her in the face was Claire, Alex's girlfriend. Fury burned her face bright red. "Who the hell do you think you are to lay your filthy hand on me?"Ashley yelled, her chest moving upward and downward repeatedly as she breathed heavily. "And who the f**king hell do you think you are to talk back at him? Do you know who he is?" Claire snapped.

Jake spit on my clit, held my legs apart as far as they would go, then sank his face between my folds to eat me out. When he rolled us over so he lay back against the bed, I sat on his face. I thrust my shoulders back and forth, wanting so desperately to get out of this stupid tape. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of taking me so easily. Jake grabbed my hips and held them still, his claws digging into my ass and a deep rumble coming from him against my clit. Someone else crawled onto the bed, standing at my side with his raging hard cock in his hand. He ripped the tape off me with one scarred hand, and because I could tell it was Asher by the way he held himself, I spit at him.

She was quite edgy, I believe. I smiled again, “We meet again, Tasha. We once met at my office, you know. It was on that day when Duncan was there too.” “What is this about?” Tasha asked. “I will be direct from now on,” I told both of them. “Both of you are known sexual partners with Duncan and as you probably know, you are not the only ones. What you probably didn't know was that he has a sex tape with not only both of you but with everyone he has slept with.”

she muttered. She took the phone from Antonia's hand. "No!" she barked and stumbled back. "It can't be, it can't be," Athena muttered. "My lady, I hate to break it to you. The video was leaked by an anonymous person; I tracked it, and it was Mitari Tonlas—Tari's sister," Antonia said, watching Athena's face closely. "That bitch! First she sabotaged my plan and caused the accident, now she is leaking a fucking sex tape! A sex tape!" Chief Athena yelled and threw the phone toward the window.

Emily, now holding the lingerie like a trophy, displayed it for all to see, mocking my innocence and shattered hopes. At that moment, Asher pressed a button and a large screen descended, revealing an intimate video he had secretly recorded himself. The explicit images showed intimate moments in which I performed oral sex on him. I felt my legs weaken, and a lump formed in the back of my throat as the pack watched, hypnotized by the grotesque scene.

She was getting tired of even talking to him, not to talk about understanding his nonsense, so she just told him to fck off from her face, then turned to take her leave, but at the sound of a message beeping on her phone, she stopped. Her phone fell to the ground from the shock she went through as she opened the message. It was her sex tape, she was naked in the video, and she could remember that it was clearly with Eddy. The worst part was that his face was not being shown on the camera. She was the only one being shown in the video with every part of her body visible.

Pamela struggled to hide her groan. Before them stood a shirtless DJ. His left hand clung tightly onto the handle of a tool box. He looked as though he was pulled out from the covers of men's magazines. His strong muscled chest, oily with sweat and his well defined chisel Adonis V was a sight to behold. Ashley swallowed. She had never seen him shirtless. She had never seen him this indecently sexy. “Ashley?” DJ called, surprise filled his tone. “DJ, I think -” A feminine voice called from behind Ashley and Pamela.

"Listen to me." "Whatever you've gotten yourself into—" "This is your business." I cut across him, which I never did, and the silence that followed told me he had noticed. "Tyler showed me a sex tape." I pressed on before he could speak, "Aphrodite's face is in it. His face is in it. He's threatening to release it online and he's asking for ten million dollars to make it go away." Edmund laughed. Not a short laugh. A full laugh, slow and deliberate and dripping with contempt.

Check the news, NOW. I read the text, puzzled at what my sister was so eager for me to see. I clicked the link she sent, with shivers running down my spine. I was shocked when my eyes caught Susan in a gossip blog, committing sexual acts in an explicit video. The blog post title stated: ‘Socialite, Susan Ash, seen in sex tape leak.’ My eyes widened in shock as the video played. The guy’s face was blurred out but hers was very visible. The internet was on fire.

“It should've never happened, and it won't won't happen again—” “I know, I know but… that's not the main problem here.” She pulled out her phone, unlocked it, and turned the screen toward me. The video played without hesitation. A camera footage from a couple days ago, taken from the corner of Vanessa’s room. She was on top of me, straddling, our moans filling the space with obscene sounds. Our… sextape?! “What the fuck?!” “Kelly” she said quickly. “I'm… guessing that's why she laced us with an aphrodisiac and not a sedative. She's threatening to leak it.”