Seduction Games Novels & Stories

One quiet evening, after a long and tiring week of work, the atmosphere in the penthouse seemed a bit quiet and dull. To change the mood and add some spice to a love life that seemed to be settling into a routine, Seren, the embodiment of passion and challenge, proposed an exciting and dangerous game. “Tonight… let’s play a game,” she announced in the middle of the living room where everyone was relaxing, a sly and scheming smile on her face. “What kind of game this time?” Kieran asked, not paying much attention, but her eyes held a small spark of interest.

Andrew's POV I had tried so many times to resist her. On business trips, I kept my distance, reminding myself she was my secretary and not the kind of woman I usually entertained. But right now, none of that mattered. She was all I wanted. Her allure was intoxicating and her body was too tempting. I craved her and I wanted to bury myself deep inside her sweet hole until she would tremble and beg me for mercy. Without hesitation, I slid a pillow beneath her back, tilting her hips perfectly for me. My hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between us. A soft gasp escaped her lips as our bodies aligned.

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.

Off course I wasn’t invited to play the game, and I couldn’t even be slightly bothered into wanting to join in the game. Zachary was a participant, as well as his best friend Collins, my sister and her lot of blonde minions. As usual, 90% of the participants were drunk and there wasn’t going to be anything new; All the dares were definitely going to be tasks attempted to satisfy the sexual urges of players for the visual excitement of other participating players. Nothing new.

He was still pissed from what happened earlier. “I’m not here to talk about the match, I just want to talk to you.” I sighed and hold his face and make him look at me, “take to me, please?” Seduce him is the only option I have, I need him so I can do whatever it takes.

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.

“We need another shower.” “I don’t want to move right now.” Troy sighed. “If you don’t want us to, we won’t.” “Great,” Troy mumbled as he closed the distance between their mouths and lightly traced the seam of Philip’s lips with the tip of his tongue. He smiled when Philip shuddered violently in reaction. “He wants me.” He breathed triumphantly and then proceeded to capture his confused mate’s mouth in a plundering kiss. And as the two men kissed each other senseless, Troy had just one thought… The seduction had begun!

she leaned forward towards him and tilt her head, her breath fanning his neck. "Hey...I'm selene....and I wanna make you cum''

His hands glide down my body, caressing my skin gently as our tongues intertwine in a voracious, seductive kiss. Without peeling off our lips, he grabs me by the waist and places me sitting on his lap, making me feel the stiffness of his erection under my buttocks. His kisses move down my neck and I feel more and more surrendered to the pleasure he gives me. With one swift motion, he lays me down on the couch and positions himself over me, kissing me even harder. His hand runs down my body and finds my most sensitive spot, making me moan in ecstasy. I no longer resist and surrender myself completely to him, wishing to feel every inch of his body in contact with mine.

Watching his eyes bore into the redhead sent a surge of wet heat to Charlotte's pussy. “I’m sorry,” the redhead repeated, her head still bowed. How would you like to punish me?” Charlotte's mouth dropped open as her clit began to throb deep between her legs. The sexual intention behind Miss Alice's words wasn’t lost on her. This wasn’t real. It was a game. A sex game. “Pull up your skirt,” were his sharp words. Charlotte watched, hypnotized by the sight of the strong, seductive woman pulling her skirt over her thighs. She held her skirt around her waist, her creamy buttocks bared to the camera.