Ashley Rey Sex Tape Novels & Stories

I said and hung up. The pictures probably contained Serena shaking hands with other actors. I opened the documents and I started shaking, I thought I was ready for what I was about to see. It was a video, a sex tape and it looked fucking real. My hands vibrated as I pressed play. My eyes went wide open and my stomach growled with anger. Serena was having sex with another fucking man. " Argggggggghhhhhhh" I screamed, slamming my phone on the wall. I scattered whatever I could thinking I'd calm down but I didn't.

Hayden muttered as she stared at him in shock, she wanted to ignore it but she realized he was with her an hour ago having sex with her. Tears clouded Ashley’s eyes and Hayden sighed, she tried to get up from his lap but he held her tightly. “Hey, it's not what you think.” “Let go of me.” She said in tears and hit his chest. “Ashley, listen to me.” “Let go of me!” She cried and hit him continuously, Hayden let go of her and she stood up, she started to breathe heavily and cry. “Oh, my God.” She muttered and cried. “Ashley.” Hayden called and tried to hold her but she screamed at him.

“I can’t believe I trusted you…how could you even think to do that to me? Felix was able to get one hand free and shoved her shoulder hard enough to break her grip. “But it was okay for you to record our sex takes without my consent?” Felix fired back, yanking her off him. She stumbled back, gasping, and he rolled on his side, coughing and clutching his groin with his face contorted in pain. “But it’s not the same thing! I never made those tapes because I wanted to blackmail you with them?! Arghhh….goddd….” She grunted

I let out a bitter laugh and pushed myself up, swaying a little as I grabbed another unopened bourbon bottle from the table. She ignored my sarcasm. Without a word, she slapped a stack of printed photos against my chest. They scattered across the stained carpet. My gaze dropped, bored and unfocused—until the images registered. Ashley. The photos were screenshots from some viral fire‑scene video online. She stood in the middle of the scorched ruins, wearing a linen dress soaked through with water and sweat. The fabric clung to her body… and her stomach. Her belly curved outward in a way no one could possibly miss.

She sunk her nails into her flesh. “Let go of me!” Tally demanded, trying to pull away, but Ashley’s grip was like iron. “Not until you listen to me,” Ashley hissed, her eyes wild. “You don’t understand what you’re dealing with. Ryan is mine, not yours.” Tally’s blood ran cold at the intensity in Ashley’s voice. “He was never yours. You never had sex with him.” Tally was guessing, but she really believed she was right. Ashley laughed, a bitter, mocking sound. “Are you so sure?”

Her hands form into fists by her sides and she shakes her head, turning away from me. "What are you fucking doing? What does he have on—" "A video that’d fucking ruin me!" She bursts when she turns back, and she gasps loudly, panting for air as her breath shakes. A tear rolls down her face as she pushes forward until our chests are almost brushing. "You want to know why I’m back with Asher? Do you want to know what he has on me? Well, there it fucking is, Felix. He has my fucking sex tape!"

That might be the perfect idea. “I think I have something,” I say. “Something that he make Varek go crazy with rage.“ “What?“ Riven ask. “I received a sex tape of us from an anonymous number days ago. I have been so scared of it's leaking out but now… it's seems it's the heavens helping me.“ Their interest is pique. “A sex tape? Tell me more about it.“ I reach for my phone on the bedstand, click on the video and soon the room is filled with my moans.

She slowly got up, her long heels digging into his hand, making him wince in pain, crying. “It’s showtime,” she announced as if a show was going to start. The screen lit up behind. The groom and another girl’s video played. They were having sex and then another one, every piece of evidence showing how low he was. “How does it feel to taste your own medicine?” Asha whispered, a victorious smirk forming on her lips. “You have threatened countless girls over sex tapes now, how does it feel to watch your own?” she said, her eyes hardening. “Don’t worry, I made it viral too… while using your money… in just some hours you will lose everything.”

The explicit, graphic sounds of their bodies moving together filled our living room. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't, because that face staring back at me was mine. "I can't believe you'd do this to me, Vanessa," Sebastian growled, his voice shaking with rage. "This sex tape was from August fifteenth. Where were you that night, Vanessa?" August fifteenth. My mind raced, desperately trying to remember. August—that was before the miscarriage, before everything fell apart. What had I been doing that day? Then it hit me.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her steady as he began to fuck her, his hips pistoning against hers in a steady rhythm. Olivia could feel herself building towards her orgasm again, the pleasure coiling tight in her belly. She could hear the slap of their bodies against each other, the sound of their moans and gasps mingling with the gentle lapping of the water against the shore. She felt Asher’s fingers find her clitter again, and she cried out as he began to rub slow circles, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her orgasm rippling through her body like a wave, making her shudder and gasp.