Pantyhose Seduction Stories Novels & Stories

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV Barely holding back a sigh-------- for my own good-------- I nod, zoning out while she keeps talking and scolding myself some more for spreading my legs for that smug rival.

Together, they formed a circle of seduction, their scents—jasmine, musk, and lust—enveloping me. “Newcomer?” the brunette purred, stepping closer, her hand brushing my arm, sending shivers through me. I nodded, heart racing, my nipples hardening under the silk. “Let’s welcome her,” the blonde teased, guiding me to a plush chaise, the others closing in. The brunette kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring mine, while the redhead lifted my dress, her fingers tracing my thighs, slipping under my panties to rub my clit.

I heaved out an excessive sigh as I gulped before proceeding to the last part, and it read as follows: ‘In accordance with the specified terms and conditions above, do you, Miss Angelique Sloan (aged 23), agree to be Mr. Greyson Giovanni’s (aged 24) personal seductress at Giovan’s Night Club?’ “A seductress is someone who sticks by a client’s side for luscious acts, right?” I inquired. “Yes. There are also some instances wherein I would just be addressing you as my secretary or so, in case you wouldn’t prefer to be called a slut by the people who see us,” Greyson truthfully answered before he took a glance at his left wrist, where his watch was located.

He hoisted me up, my dress bunching around my hips, until I was sitting on the edge, with my legs dangling. "Open for me, Moh" he commanded. I hesitated, my breath coming in short, jagged gasps. He didn't ask again. He just stepped between my knees, forcing them apart with his broad shoulders. He looked down at me, his eyes dark with a hunger that made me feel stripped bare. "You were so brave when you thought you were alone," he taunted, his fingers brushing the hem of my charcoal dress. "Show me that bravery now." He slowly hiked the fabric up, inch by inch, until my pale thighs were exposed to the lamplight. My breath hitched as he reached the silk of my panties, which was now damp, a tes

We don't need to plan ahead and ruin all the surprises. I sometimes find it funny that the game he wanted to play with me was now our daily routine, even though according to rules we seduced each other only one time but after he tore those contracts like my panties on our first night it's pretty much all seduction now. Breakfast seduction, going to work seduction, elevator seduction, bedroom seduction, shower seduction, couch seduction, car seduction and I just lost count after that.

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

” I want to feel you in me. Motivated by her words, he removed her panty and tried to move his cock into her but he failed. He tried making several thrusting motions into her but each became weaker than the last, his breathing became heavier and his limbs seemed to become heavy like lead. He didn’t have the strength to properly insert his dick into her. “Don’t tell me you’re tired already,” She teased. She brought him closer towards her. “I heard you never get tired of hitting women, especially when it comes to raping them.”

He was hit with a powerful visual impact when she emerged from the bathroom in her swimwear. Sandra's fair, slender legs dazzled Micah, causing discomfort in his eyes. Micah quickly averted his gaze and refused to look at Sandra. He knew being drawn to his customer's figure violated his professional ethics. He silently warned himself not to look at Sandra's legs or chest and only focus on her face. Meanwhile, Sandra grinned as she noticed Micah's reddened ears. She thought he was innocently charming and was growing fonder of him. In actuality, she had deliberately picked out sexy swimwear in hopes of seducing Micah.

Nothing new. Cara Nieman was dared to pole dance. Patricia Coleman was dared to give Andrew Sanders a lap dance to Rihanna’s Work. Kate Olives was dared to tongue kiss a girl of her choice and she picked Zara Beige, the cow. Brie Davidson was dared to strip off five things from her body, for someone who wore nothing but a black flimsy see-through mini dress, you can probably guess how that went down. My sister, Summer was dared to imitate having sex with a boy of her choice and she chose Collins. Zachary rejected all of his dares with the label that “he had a fiancé” hence, he drank a shot of whiskey instead. A sweet gentleman he was, and he remained so until his end.

Her facial expression could tell she was not really pleased listening to him. She had a sculpted figure which was twine-thin matching her shapely figure and then her curvilinear waist adored her like a perfect model. She had an impeccable complexion which was adored by a pair of arched eyebrows which looked down on a velvety eyelashes, delicate ears and a dainty nose.Her set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she smiled.It was a pleasure to see her ebony flowing black hair. Her enticing, seductive brown eyes gazed over her puffy, heart shaped lips.She had a bouncy personality and a sugary voice which sounded like music to the ears.The red body cling gown she wore exposed her cu