Seduced Sex Stories Novels & Stories

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

She smiled teasingly at him, the whole while not knowing that this was her last night to live! He returned her smile as he allowed her body to grind on his. He hadn't realized that the floor started to become cramped with the amount of bodies grinding on one another. It almost reminded him of an orgy but without all the sex involved. Anticipation stained the air on the dance floor and it just kept feeding his own sadistic fantasies of what he was going to do to Sierra and maybe even Isabella!

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

“Why should I be ashamed? Is sex something to be ashamed about? Why don't you come and help me? You interrupted me before I could cum," I teased as I licked the fingers that were teasing my clit leaving my V there for him to stare at and admire. I knew that I was beautiful down there because a few had said it. Yes, I loved sex and it wasn't anything I was ashamed about. "Are you seducing me?" He asked and I could see the desire in his eyes. “Will you allow me to seduce you?" I teased as I used a finger to fuck myself and that had him beside me in a jiffy.

He asked waving a black bottle to my face, immediately I saw it, I looked beside me and saw that my bag was gone, “I know you're using this on your clients, you use this to deceive them by putting it in their drinks and when they fall asleep and wake up they would think you people had sex but in fact nothing happened, you work as a sex worker but you don't have sex with your clients, what do you think would happen when your boss hears that?” He asked with an annoying face, I growl in anger and tried to snatch it away but he didn't even move cause the craziest part is my hand can't reach it,

Oanez let out a guttural sound from the back of her throat as Aleric stepped trailed and slipped a finger inside Oanez's wide open p*ssy. Then the old woman laid on the floor, and she watched as her husband mounted her, his manhood disappearing and up into the woman, and appearing seconds later. Horror, fear, anger, and disgust held her in place as they continued their tryst. Dimly, she became aware that the other witches in the hall were now engaged in different sexual acts of their own. "Wanna Join, cunt?" laughed a witch in her face as another stopped dove n and began to s*ck the woman's

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.

Ava The room smelled like sex — sweat, cum, and my own juices soaked into the sheets. My body was still twitching from the last orgasm, legs weak and trembling, but the four men surrounding me looked far from finished. Their eyes were dark, chests heaving, cocks still hard and glistening with a mix of my wetness and their previous loads. “Round two, our sweet whore,” Kai growled, grabbing my ankles and yanking my legs wide open again. “We’re not stopping until you can’t even speak.”

I acted like it did not matter to me at all and was about to wear the shirt he gave me, but I got halted when he took my hands and pushed me on the stool bar. “You’re seducing me, aren’t you? ”He asked dangerously. Instead of acting like I don’t, I smirked and nodded my head at him. “I want to have sex with you, sir. My pussy is craving your touch and cock. It calls you.” I then sat on the stool bar, and I felt its coldness touch my butt. Slowly, I opened my legs for him to see how wet my pussy is right now.

Between sex stories, voyeurism, between cases of betrayal, each one begins, with a swing, with stories of pleasure, tales of passion, involving this company, the multinational Wagner Weber. In which still, the three among their supervisions, among the branches, the cases involving several employees of the companies, the buildings where the passion cases show their countless employees, the sexy secretary, their managers and partners, the passion tales, sex and seduction that surround the centrals. Embark on passion stories in which each tale has its own love affairs, in which each of them has the power of control, amidst the power of pleasure they exert over their lovers, in different moments