Bianca Prince Sextape Novels & Stories

Bianca had slept with his secretary, believing it was Luca, and in a twisted act of 'loyalty' and self-sacrifice, she had finally delivered the key secrets of the conversations she had with seraphina and lorenzo. ​Luca reached out, his hand shaking, and picked up the drive. ​He plugged the drive into his secured laptop. The screen flashed, and a single folder appeared: "Loose Ends - Final Cut." ​He opened it, and the file inside wasn't a document. It was a video. ​Luca clicked 'play.' The low, crackling static of a hidden camera filled the Lorenzo dark creepy cave. The video recording showed seraphina and bianca having a discussion with Lorenzo.

After changing, I was scrolling through my phone. Bianca had posted a new story. The photo was blurry, taken from a strange angle. A man’s muscular back. A woman’s slender arm wrapped around him. Both naked. I tapped the screen to play the video. And then I heard it. A man’s voice, thick with lust. A voice I knew better than my own. “Bianca… God, you’re so fucking beautiful…” It was Nico. My hands started to shake. I stared at the background of the photo.

"Bianca, have you lost your mind? Get online right now! Your sex tapes are all over the internet! You seriously slept with other sponsors behind Mr. Tarrett's back? If you want to ruin yourself, fine, but don't drag the whole agency down with you!" My mind went completely blank. All I could hear was Claudia screaming through the phone. "You better explain those videos right now! And if Mr. Tarrett loses it over this, none of us are letting you off the hook!" Then the call cut off. My hands shook as I grabbed my phone. The trending page was flooded with my leaked intimate videos. And right at the top was the headline— [International Supermodel Bianca Belmont Slept Her Way to the Top] Dave's f

He pushed it open. And there we were. Bianca was on top of me, completely naked, riding my cock. Her fat ass bounced loudly as she fucked me, moaning my name like a prayer. “Yes— Theo— your cock feels so good inside me!” she cried out, her heavy tits bouncing wildly. I gripped her ass with both hands, thrusting up into her. “Ride me, baby. Take every inch.” Lucian stood there, frozen in the doorway, face pale with shock.

I saw my fiancé and my sister slip into a private room. I followed them. Only to find them undressed. But that was just the least scary thing I discovered that day. I am Bianca North, And this is my story. Bianca was ready to have her first intimate experience with her fiancé. Until she found him in bed with her sister in a compromising position. But just hours earlier, everything had felt perfect. A delightful shiver ran through her thinking about his touch. The thought of giving herself to her fiancé for the first time set Bianca’s heart racing.

The image flickered cruelly, exposing her private pain to the world, the audience silent as the grave. “Look at the ‘innocent’ wife!” Bianca shouted, her voice slicing through the room. “She didn’t leave because she was heartbroken. She sold her own baby! Took five million from Dante’s mother and vanished. She’s not a mother—she’s a businesswoman who waited for the price to go up!” Her accusation echoed, bouncing off the marble and gilded mirrors, each word a nail in June’s coffin.

"You're Josh, right? Heard you've got something to cover your debts?" Josh pointed at me, nodding eagerly. "Mr. Baker, Ms. Emerson is after a guy with a crescent-shaped birthmark, right? Meet my friend Chester; he's got one on his stomach! "See, I've delivered. Now, about my seven million five hundred thousand..." The head honcho did not even glance up as he took a seat. "Hold your horses, let's see the merchandise first." His goons lunged at me, shoving me onto the couch and stripping off my jacket in a flash.

I knew Jade wouldn't let it go, but I couldn't stand for him making me look like a fool in front of everyone. One embarrassment was enough. But right now, seeing Jade, chest naked, as he leaned against his bike, his boys clustered around, I knew that I was about to get loads of it. Because trust me, no way was I a match for Jade. "Get out of here, princess." He beckoned, his voice thundering, and finally snapped Sorrel out of her social media haze. Her gaze had been hooked on her I*******m since we left the lecture hall, not even minding where she was going.

Prince George’s Point of View Nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared me for this morning. I woke slowly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold and then I froze. Princess Grace who is the cunning, calculating twin sister of Victoria was in my bed naked . The shock hit me like a blade to the chest. I wanted to scream. I wanted to flee. I wanted to vanish into the shadows but I could not move because of the shock .My hands shook, and a cold, visceral panic gripped my heart.

I decided to use the bathroom in our room as I am a hygiene obsessed person. I emptied my bladder and washing my hands when two strong arms came to wrap themselves around my waist from behind. "You have no idea how fucking beautiful and sexy you're looking in this dress, Principessa. I wanted to push you on the table and fuck you right there."He whispered in my ear and bit on my soft spot,my neck involuntarily leaned to the other side to give him more access,his hands raised my dress and ran his sleek fingers on my bare thighs. "Ale..Aless..sandro..please..let..me go."I moaned feeling his hand slipping inside my panties.