Harley West Sextape Novels & Stories

“ Sorry I'm late, nanny, uncle Lito!!! Harley apologized the moment she got into the car. “ It's fine Harley, are you alright? the nanny asked looking her all over. “ I'm fine nanny, you don't have to worry ” she retorts hiding her wound behind her. After they got into the car, uncle Lito precipitates and they left the school building. On their way home, Harriet saw blood oozing out of Harley's elbow, then the glimmer of what she did, came into her mind and she became anxious. She peeked at Harley, who was staring at the beautiful view outside through the windows. she wanted to apologize to her, but she was too full of herself to do that, then she decided to blackmail her instead.

"Don't let her fool you! She could have faked these!" "We can get this stuff with a simple investigation!" William's voice booms. "Do we need her to provide it?" William throws a USB drive at Damien's feet. "Every video corresponds to one of those photos. See for yourself." Damien's hands tremble as he picks up the drive. His wolf instincts are screaming that something is terribly wrong. Margaret sets up her laptop on the desk, her face grim. The first video loads. Damien watches in growing horror as Celia appears on screen, clearly recognizable, clearly willing.

“After all this time and all the terrible accusations he had flung at me, I should hate him… Instead, I behave like this… So stupid!” Harley wanted to cry like a baby and tears blinded her as she poured milk into a saucepan and set it on the hob to heat. “I said no to him… I pushed him away, again, so… Of course, he has a new mistress... Every woman in town… in the world wants him…” she added swallowing hard. There had probably been a steady stream of sophisticated beauties in his bed during the past two years, but the stark reality that he was at this moment, having sex with another woman was more than Harley could bear.

I looked at her, wide-eyed and lost for words. Harley threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, child. You need to relax. Especially if you want to be part of this world. Sex is sex. And Mason Thomas… well, it’s no secret I’ve wanted to be beneath him for a long time. I’m happy for you—in the most envious way possible, of course.” “Of course,” I said thinly. “So?” “So what?” Harley winked. “Is he a good lay?” I swallowed and looked back at the car headlights. “I think ‘good’ is an understatement.”

BELLA “You could’ve told him to shove that empty file up his fat ass,” Harley said, gulping her fifth tequila shot. If I hadn’t known her better, I would've been surprised. Harley’s limit, which an average person called drunk, was only getting started, whereas I was on my fourth and my head was already hulking with the beats. “I seriously don’t want to talk about it on my night off. God forbid, we don’t get many of these.”

I dig my fingers into her hips and pound into her harder, ripping her tight, virgin ass as the start of my load spills into her and drips back out with each thrust. "Come on, Har, come for us." "I am... yes... I'm com-" I watch Trigger's eyes roll back and he thrusts into Harley's pussy, drilling into her as he fills the condom with his seed. She shudders and arches her back, clawing at the duvet as she bounces wildly on our cocks, her petite body trembling through her release. I slide my cock out of her ass and watch my come drip from the stretched hole to the carpet between my feet.

| Harley | After leaving Brixton, with him and Trigger passed out on his bed, I snuck out of his apartment and bolted back to mine. With slices, bite marks, and bruises all over my body, you’d think I’d gotten into a fight or something. But I didn’t. No, those two monsters destroyed my body in every way they could while still giving me the best pleasure I’ve ever felt. But will I ever admit that to Brixton and Scotty? Probably not. Why give them the satisfaction? Luckily, my apartment is only a few doors down from Brixton’s, so it doesn’t take me long to get home. The first thing I do is get in the fucking shower, wanting to wash all of their cum-and mine and all the blood off me that Brixto

I point accusing fingers at him and he raises his hands in surrender. "Not really. She was already playing along before I asked her to." I am supposed to be relieved at this piece of information since it is obvious Harley knows what she is doing and she didn't do this on her own. Stanley knew about this and because I trust in Stanley's professionalism and intelligence, I am sure they will make a great team. But I am troubled. Sandra is Xavier's slut and he likes her. Now that he has seen her in Harley, did he persuade her to have sex with him?

"What... What are you talking about?" A smirk played on Xavier's lips as he raised up his tablet, and Harper froze, her eyes wide with fear when she saw the video, and she gripped her gown tight. "Yeah.. baby...ahh," her loud moans sounded as Lucas fucked her on her bed. "I.. I can explain." Xavier took more steps closer, till her back hit the wall. "How long have you been his slut?" She gulped, shivering and he grabbed hold of her neck, "How long?"

Harley groaned at her, stamping her feet on the concrete floor, making me think it was a habit she had. “If I'm siding with Catherine's daughter, what are you going to do about it?" El asked, poking Harley in the face. Harley gave a short sarcastic laughter, and suddenly, we heard the trigger of a gun. “Are you going to kill me? Have you forgotten you can't kill… “ "An elder, I haven't forgotten, but have you forgotten you were stripped of her title because you went after the wolves,” Harley said, her voice sounding devious; she is the devil.