Ms Seductress Novels & Stories

Vnee Medea was indeed a beautiful woman, beyond beautiful, but only on the outside. She was highly trained at seduction. With her goddess looks and high cheekbones, it was all too natural. Nothing so glamorous could damage him, right? Mostly Vnee Medea just let those silly humans feel in charge, guiding the conversation with invisible promise. It was only seconds before her new target was lunging through hoops to pleasure her. Her face and some cleavage could get her anything and anyone. No-one realized how she'd take a rejection because it had never happened. Sean's emotions were beyond help, he was perfectly where Vnee Medea wants him to be, she walked towards him, a walk of a goddess wait

Lady Magda whispered, her eyes shining brightly, seducing Harry's innocent plea for help. She was highly trained at seduction. With her goddess looks and high cheekbones, it was all too natural. Nothing so glamorous could damage him, right? Mostly Lady Magda just let those silly humans feel in charge, guiding the conversation with invisible promise. It was only seconds before her new target was lunging through hoops to pleasure her. Her face and some cleavage could get her anything and anyone.

It's only a matter of time before the other people will be alerted that there's an intruder and she needs to act fast. She opened the door to the Master Bedroom and barged inside. Her nose crinkled up in disgust as she walked in on Mr and Mrs Harper having sex. "Eww" she said as she brought out her pistol and moved closer to them , they had already disengaged from their love making and were staring at her in fear.

The waiter served their food and Holly wasted no time into digging into hers, it was a lovely meal with sheets of pasta layered with buttery garlic sauce and tomatoes and crab meat while Charlie had the vegan Italian chopped salad. Holly didn't even know they had it on their menu but it was a side dish. "You won't fail. A little research and you'll be on the right path. The good thing about seduction is that I'm hundred percent sure its inborn for females. All you just need to do us unlock that part of yourself." "Besides, you're not totally hopeless, just be more confident in your own body. You have a gorgeous body. I mean you're basically a Kardashian if you think about it. You don't have

Adolf, a wealthy and powerful businessman, stepped into his lavish apartment after a long day at the office. The penthouse suite was his playground, where he indulged in his darkest desires with his three submissive slaves. Celine, Esther, and Krissy were his playthings, eager to fulfill his every whim. Celine, a raven-haired beauty with piercing green eyes, greeted Adolf at the door. She wore nothing but a sheer black teddy that left little to the imagination. "Welcome home, Master," she purred, her voice dripping with desire. "We've been waiting for you."

Celeste kissed her slowly, tongue teasing, hips rocking. The woman stripped out of her dress. No lingerie. Her body was toned, curved, and commanding. She walked to the bed, climbed on behind Celeste, and pressed her body flush against her back. Her breath tickled Celeste’s ear. “I’ve heard about you.” Celeste moaned as her fingers slid between her legs. “Damian’s little masterpiece.” Her hand was skilled. Slow. Teasing. Dominant. Celeste gasped as the woman’s fingers slipped inside her, curling expertly, already finding the spot that made her eyes roll back.

"What do you think, beauty?" Walking towards him, placing a hand on his chest, the male stared into it, then glanced lustily at her masked face. She smiled, then began swinging her hips in a seductive manner. Her skin flexed to the coloring lights, her hair following her moves. She bent to him as the club screamed, drawing her hand down to his jeans zipper. Her heels popped her waist dangerously. "Don't get me wrong, but she is a clear seducer," Pari muttered, drinking from her wine.

Hermosa reluctantly propped herself up on Brent's broad shoulders and stood up, her legs going limp as she walked over to the lab table, elbows propped up on the counter top, her soft, slender waist collapsing and her hips bucking. To give Brent a better view, she obediently separate her buttocks with her hands, exposing those two wet, luscious holes. There was a bold seduction in her eyes, a look Brent had never seen before, and for a moment Brent even thought the woman looked like the evil goddess Medusa. In the obscurity of the basement she was so in tune with him, a man with a dirty heart.

Her sexy Russian accent sounded so enticing for men. As far as he could remember, Sasha managed to get into the top ten, but she didn’t win the contest. And soon after the contest was over, one of the committee introduced Sasha to him enthusiastically. “She’s so fascinating, Mister Garcia…! She’s only twenty three, gorgeous, talented, and so desirable!” The member of the committee sounded like he was promoting something else not related to the contest. As a normal man, Alfonso had to admit that Sasha was indeed fascinating. And she also greeted him excitedly.

Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient secretary, the one who always hid behind corporate suits, was actually a sexy hottie who was craving me. I turned to her. Her chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths, her nipples still hard and proud, begging for my touch. It wasn’t my first time with a woman, but it was, without question, the best. And I already knew I wanted more. She caught me staring, and a soft smile curved her lips. “You fuck real good,” she whispered still panting I smirked, my gaze shamelessly glued to her chest. My hand slid over and closed around one perfect peak, teasing and rolling it between my fingers until she gave a sharp intake of breath.