Secret Seduction Novels & Stories

my hands moved up behind her back tracing my fingers in a circle. I brought my hands to the front and palmed her right breast. “Someone might come in and see us like this.” she panted in a ragged breath. “It's a secret room pumpkin. Not even my secretary knows of it.” “Yeah, right. It's a secret room.” she mumbled with her eyes closed as I continued stroking her breast. I removed my hand from her breast and leaned forward taking her lips into mine. “Ohh my God... Zayn.” she hissed but I didn't stop. I continued sucking and nibbling on her clit.

“But I think you may change your mind once I tell you my secret.” Secret. What kind of secret could this seductive woman be talking about? “And what might that be?” I ask, grabbing my own drink and taking a sip. “I’ll humor you for a bit.” “Come closer,” she purrs, leaning forward so that her breasts threaten to escape from her dress. Nodding, I lean forward, getting as close as I could possibly get. “Go on.” “I’m not wearing any underwear beneath this dress.”

“Good girl… such a good fucking girl… Daddy’s filling you up… so much cum… gonna drip down your legs all day… His body finally shuddered to a stop, cock still twitching inside me, buried to the balls. My pussy kept fluttering around him, milking every last drop while I panted and whimpered against the desk, completely wrecked. He leaned down, chest heaving against my back, and pressed a rough kiss to my neck. “Fuck… you’re perfect,” he rasped. “My perfect little secret who is now my new secretary. “Wait what!”

Cynthia De'Lacruz is the name I recall. I'll never forget her. My Secretary entered seductively, revealing her boobs as usual, and I found it difficult to resist her because I still hadn't gotten over the girl with the grey eyes. She walked up to me, unfastening the upper button on my shirt and adjusting the tie, slid her hand into my trouser and damn it, I couldn't control myself any longer, I was already on the verge, and she just pushed me over.

As if to indicate that this is not the first thing they have done in this place, as the two have done it very often in the CEO room. This is one of the factors for Robin is not willing to let Sella be Renee's secretary, it is because Sella the beautiful and sexy secretary can make Robin passionate like a young man. That's because at home Robin is no longer appetizing with his wife who also looks older because of this age factor. So that the only person who can fulfill Robin's lust is Sella.

“My wife is right down the hall. You don’t want her to hear what a slut her new maid is, do you?” I shook my head desperately, biting his palm to stay quiet. Each savage thrust pushed me harder against the counter. His balls slapped against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. He was so deep, so thick, stretching my already abused pussy perfectly. Derick fisted my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to watch us in the mirror. “Look at you. Getting fucked like a dirty secret while my wife works twenty feet away.” The risk made everything hotter. I came hard and fast, my walls clamping down around him as I sobbed against his hand. My legs shook violently. Derick didn’t slow dow

“Not sure where Jace went off to.” Sed’s deep groan carried through the door. “Suck it harder,” he demanded. “Yeah, harder. Harder. That’s better.” Jessica rushed down the hall and threw open the bedroom door. It banged against the wall. Sed stood just inside the doorway entirely naked, save the cherry-red condom on his cock. His three girls were in various states of undress. One was on her knees in front of him, sucking his shaft down her throat. A second knelt behind him flicking her tongue over God-only-knew-what. The third girl ran her hands up and down the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen as if she was inspecting The Statue of David for flaws.

The first message was: [Jason, I don't think you're suited to seduce Nina. [You're more suited to seduce me. Nina is so boring. She's just a blockhead.] After reading through the whole chat history, I realized Gemma had quite the appetite. Not only was she hanging onto Samuel, she also wanted to have a little something with Jason. Unfortunately for her, Jason almost never replied. I could feel a sudden desire to win pulsing inside of me. "Seen enough?" My head was lowered, so I did not notice Jason standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around his waist, looking down at me.

She pushed him gently onto the soft covers, climbing over him, her body a sinuous, beautiful weight that anchored him to the present, to her. Her seduction was not merely for pleasure—it was a calculated strategy. She knew, with the certainty of a woman who had studied her man thoroughly, that the deepest secrets were unlocked not by interrogation, but by surrender. In the post-coital haze, with his defences lowered and his body satiated, his guard would drop entirely.