Romans & histoires Seduction Sex Stories

Or will this third chance at love slip through her fingers? Get ready for a whirlwind of missed connections, undeniable chemistry, and the hilarious messiness of falling for someone when you least expect it. A side story of Executive Seduction. So here's the main surprise, you, my wonderful cookies get to get your feet kicking in the air for two main characters in the stories - Eros and the new guy, Jacob! I promise it's fast, kicking, lighthearted, funny, lovely and interesting. I look forward to your support, comments and love on this journey.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

His yellow eyes shone like bright lights as his panting grew heavier. I felt him grow impossibly bigger, further tearing my insides. He locked his right hand on my neck and pressed tight, almost cutting off my windpipe. But the funny thing was how aroused it made me. The werewolf's thrusts became hurried, slapping into my arse like it was an unbreakable hole. "Take my seed." His growl came before I felt his seed deep within me. --- We went at it all night. He took me in his bathroom, on the table, and even on the floor.

The house finally went quiet. I let out a long breath and stretched, my tight little tank top riding up over my flat stomach. Nineteen years old and still stuck under his roof like a prisoner. No friends, no dates, no freedom. If he ever found my secret account… yeah, I’d be dead. But that risk made it hotter. The secrecy. The thrill of thousands of men paying to see what he had never let me show. I scrolled through my DMs for a minute, biting my lip at the usual flood of horny messages. Then I set my phone aside and slipped a hand under my shorts, tracing lazy circles over my clit. I was already wet. That comment had done its job.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

he whispered against my lips. Dinner was pure seduction. We sat close, their hands constantly on me under the table. Marcus’s fingers traced circles on my bare thigh, slowly sliding higher. Noah fed me bites of dessert, his thumb brushing my lower lip. The conversation was light but laced with filthy promises. “You’re not wearing a bra,” Marcus observed, his voice low. “Good girl.” By the time we finished dinner, I was dripping again. They didn’t take me home. Instead, they drove me straight to a luxurious penthouse suite at a five-star hotel overlooking the city. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the civilized mask vanished.

And he was bare-chested, she could see his strong and muscular upper body in front of her eyes! “Don’t you remember what happened last night, Cherry?” His voice was more like a whisper, husky and passionate. “You pulled me to bed. You seduced me, saying you’re cold, asking me to warm your body. And you moaned in pleasure as we kissed….” Siena felt her heart beat faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. No! That was impossible! Had she lost her mind? Ah, she remembered taking too much sake! Then her head felt heavy and….

I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk straight. The sexting escalated late into the night—filthy, detailed, and desperate. Seb described exactly how he wanted to bend her over his new kitchen counter, eat her ass until she begged, choke her lightly while pounding her from behind. Isabella, growing bolder and wetter with every message, sent short videos of her fingering herself on the bathroom floor, moaning his name as quietly as she could so Alex wouldn’t wake. Her fingers moved frantically, chasing the pleasure his words promised. By morning, she was soaked, aching, and utterly consumed by need.

When he would push his way into me, my body would fold in half, bursting around his thick shaft. We used to do it everywhere. He’d hold me up in front of the mirror, whispering darkly against my ear, “Look at how pretty you look when I force you to take all of me.” I would be a crying, beautiful mess, begging for more. Then there was that vacation where a stranger tried to flirt with me at a restaurant. Damon had invited the man to join us for dinner, then spent the entire evening fingering me roughly under the table. It was a dimly lit room, and by dessert, I couldn't even hold back my whimpers.

He poured it directly onto my entrance before rubbing the tip of his dick against it. The pressure I felt was immediate as he pushed his hips forward. The pain was sharp as he stretched my tight little hole inch by inch. I gasped, digging my fingers into the sheets, but Cedric slid beneath me, his lean body positioned perfectly. His dick lubed up from my saliva earlier nudged my wet folds. "As you wish," he said, thrusting up in one fluid motion, filling my pussy to the brim. Lucien's girthy cock split my ass while Cedric's long dick hit past my cervix.