Seduced Novels & Stories

Move Scarlet, my head rang out but my body outrightly disobeyed. I remained rooted to the spot, watching the erotic swerve of his hips as he pounded into her mouth, in and out while she tried to take all of him. “Fuck, wider baby… you can take it… you can take all of me” I heard him groan. The moisture pooled between my legs and my breath hitched in my throat as I took a step back, knocking over something. He raised his head then, his harsh gaze of passion pining me to the spot.

He moves like someone calculating leverage. His fingers slide beneath my shirt, his nails grazing my chest. “You’re stressed,” he whispers. “Let me fix it.” It is the same strategy he uses the first night we are together. He acts as if he is about to withdraw, as if he does not care whether I respond. Then, the moment my guard drops, even slightly, he pounces with that intoxicating, controlled seduction that always leaves me wanting more than I should. Before I can reply, his mouth meets mine, hungry, controlling, the kind of kiss that says he is setting the pace, not me.

Lust, want, and desire coating into one heavy, addictive scent. I started pumping my hips in tune with her strokes. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room while she stroked my dick and sucked my balls. Her boobs kept bouncing in her shirt, glistening even more when spit ran down her mouth and coated across her E-cups. “Are you gonna cum or what?” she said with a smirk. “Miss Alia’s gonna be here any minute.” She shouldn’t have said that. The thought of that perfect slut burst into my mind once more.

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

Seduce him? "I want you to make him so consumed by you that he cannot think past you. You know, men like Michael Van Leer have one real weakness, and it has always been you over time. His obsession is not a feeling. It is an incurable sickness." I stood. "And sicknesses can be used." "And then." "And then you use the same proximity to end him." I expressed it the way I said everything, clearly and without performance. "You make him want you completely. Make him hungry to sleep with you. Then you get close enough. And you finish it."

But regardless, it was beautiful to watch. "Who said women can't be seduced Akarui," he began. "Am serious, you'll have to seduce Cadeau if you want her, show her your physic, your muscles, get naked if you want, but the more repulsive she gets away from you the more she'll want you," "women can be seduced and I'll prove it to you, actually, she'll ask you to sleep with her." Akarui groaned in the back of he's throat shuddering in too much laughter, then went dead serious.

LAURA I was going to go crazy. I was very positive that I was going to go crazy. Alex had made it his life’s mission to push me over the edge and right into the ever welcome hands of insanity by seducing me mercilessly. Because that was what this was. Seduction. There was no other word for it. I wasn’t even sure if I was just making it up in my head or if it was real, but everything he did recently was with an extra level of sensuality. The way he walked, talked and even ate.

She was an embodiment of captivating sensuality, a magnet for desire that stirred a primal longing within him. Caught in the grips of an intoxicating mixture of curiosity and arousal, Aiden found himself unable to look away. His own desires ignited, his body responding to the alluring spectacle before him. This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more.

I pulled him off from his seat to the dance floor. I danced through the rhythm, moving my body in a seductive manner as I twerk on him, making him touch every part of my body without hesitation. Things between us started getting heated and I know he too felt it too, the budge evident on his pants tells me so. I took his hand to grope my ass as I pressed my boobs to his chest, taking my feet inches high and whispering into his ear, “I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget that this world exist” I kissed his neck, drawing him into my temptation, he smacked my ass in agreement as he pulled me into the best kiss I have ever had.

She didn't know what to do, next, she stopped, took a step back, and asked confusedly, "why does it feel different from the one before?" She just said the most seducing words and did the most seducing things with her clean and pure eyes. The unconscious temptation is the deadliest. "You are so beautiful." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were sincere. He could not longer hold back the broiling desire in him. It was driving him crazy. He leaned his body forward to kiss her.