Seduction Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Dominic kissed down my body, his lips devouring the curves of my breasts, his tongue flicking across my nipple until I arched into him, moaning. Julian kissed me hard, tongue sliding into my mouth as his fingers trailed between my thighs. “So wet,” he murmured, slipping a finger inside me. “She’s dripping for us.” Dominic growled, pulling Julian’s hand away. “Let me taste her first.” He slid down, parting my thighs, and when his tongue met my core, I cried out—shaking, hips bucking, shameless. He licked me like a man dying of thirst, fingers gripping my thighs as if he never wanted to let go. I writhed beneath him, Julian kissing my neck, whispering how beautiful I looked falling apart.

He must be feeling the same because his hands knead harder, his kisses get more feverish, and I can feel his hardness start to poke against my ass. First Guy captures my lips in his again, threading his fingers in my hair. His kiss is heated and urgent, turning me on faster than anyone has ever done. I’m the only one naked while both are still dressed. I can feel my wetness increasing, and my body starts aching for some relief. The air gets hotter, and I can feel his cock poking my lower belly. I’m sandwiched between cocks, and the thought alone makes me almost come.

But no one knows about the other side of me. At night, when the house is quiet, I hide under my covers with my phone and read the kind of stories that would make my mother faint. Dark. Filthy. Full of dominant men who take what they want. Girls who beg for it. Degradation that makes my thighs press together and my heart race. I touch myself to those stories, whispering things I would never say out loud, and then feel crushing guilt the next morning. I’m supposed to be pure. Innocent. The perfect daughter.

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.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

The title would be Goodbye, Virginity. Also, kindly choose whose story you’ll love to read next. Derek; The CEO’s Curse Lucas: The CEO’s Redemption Thank you. 45 title words, which is your favorite.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

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.

"Ahh! Okay, babe, okay! Oh sh*t! Do your best to devour me, ahhhh!" Declan couldn't figure out why he was irritated by the soft voice of the woman he was now in his cabin with. He's at the Exclusive resort, where you can have as much sex as you want, and damn! Declan admitted that he liked what he was doing to the woman whose name he couldn't recall. "Yes, baby. Yes! Yes! All right. Hard! Hard — ahhh," the woman says. He drew away from the girl and quickly unwrapped the condom that had been wrapped around him.