Seduction Short Novels & Stories

“Oh, definitely.” The thing about seduction, or attempted seduction, is that most of it lives in the pause before anything explicit happens. In the awareness. In the body knowing where it is headed before the hand gets there. I let mine stay where it was a beat too long, watching him watch me. Then, because I wanted him off-balance and because I am, occasionally, terrible, I shifted closer in the booth until my knee pressed fully against his, my dress riding a little higher over my thighs as I did so. “What if I said please?” I murmured.

Thea pressed on, bent on convincing him either with manipulation or seduction. Her gaze on him softened, clouding her eyes with sudden affection leering to the man opposite her with his figure towering above her. “You have to help me.” She whispered out softly, her palm moving up to touch him by his cheek, rubbing gently on it as she kept their gaze locked and further drawing him in into her beauty. The guy’s eyes weakened, leering over the female touching his cheek and wanting the warm palm to touch more places. He could not help the desire brewing at the depth of his heart, he was slowly falling into the seduction.

I am ready to do anything to become his mistress even if it implies licking the grounds he walks on I danced a bit on the pole making sure to jiggle and twerk my curvy and ample ass, then I came down and moved to the studio cabinet and took out the s*x toy, and proceeded to the fur rug to give him the best entertainment for the show, I carefully positioned the dildo and climbed onto it in a reverse cowgirl manner and bounce and twerking my a*s with the dildo inside while moaning loudly, caressing and squeezing my boobs and my juice dripping out, I maintained eye contact with him and made sure I had a full effect on him. In the seduction game number, the number one rule is to always maintain

“Not sure where Jace went off to.” Sed’s deep groan carried through the door. “Suck it harder,” he demanded. “Yeah, harder. Harder. That’s better.” Jessica rushed down the hall and threw open the bedroom door. It banged against the wall. Sed stood just inside the doorway entirely naked, save the cherry-red condom on his cock. His three girls were in various states of undress. One was on her knees in front of him, sucking his shaft down her throat. A second knelt behind him flicking her tongue over God-only-knew-what. The third girl ran her hands up and down the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen as if she was inspecting The Statue of David for flaws.

Usually I'd sit and watch. I might even hoot and holler in encouragement when they stand up bound for a bedroom. The ones with a bit of shame usually give up then, but there are others, people who would rather die than not commit that bit of betrayal. I always view seduction as an art most employed by those who need a tug to convince. Whoever is being seduced is either too much of a wuss to actually go after what they want or cheating on someone who is already committed to them. A voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

he sigh heavily. Cedric then got up and sat down while continuing to move faster and faster beneath her. Selena's body shook violently; she couldn't control her feelings. Her mind was drifting and muddled; there was only the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. Cedric watches Selena's face with her eyes closed; it is so beautiful and seductive. He kisses her neck down to her breasts and sucks hard again. Selena's sighs set Cedric's desire on fire even more; he swiftly lifted her petite body and changed positions without releasing them apart.

My hand was shaking as I tried to decide. “Do it,” my angel said. “Make me a dirty girl. Make me a slut.” Slut. Yes. I wrote an S, ragged on her stomach, my hand clenched around the pen so tight I could have broken it. I attempted to write an L to follow, but the rise and fall of her breaths sent me insane. It was as though time sped up and slowed in unison, and I was there, in the thrill, with a crazed sense of possession beyond the remit of control. A zen moment. Falling into the abyss. A glorious abyss of possession. Love. Yes. This was my love. My true love for my sweet Rosie.

Nobody in this club is hotter than she is. “What I wanted to notice is…the absence of shame and abundance of confidence. They believe they are the hottest, prettiest women in the world and they make you believe it too. Watch closely…notice their techniques? The eye contact? The body language? The fantasy they create for their clients?” I say, pointing out the booth opposite us where a hot brunette is dancing for a bald-headed middle-aged man. He stares at her with adoration in his eyes. “When he leaves this place, he’s probably returning back to his mediocre life but for just a second, she makes him feel like the only man in the world. That’s the power of seduction! It's all about illusions”

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He felt a hand running up his thigh and grip his shaft between the fabric of his shorts, and it began to stiffen in response. For one absurd moment, he thought it was Myra, but he knew there was no way she could get up here. He jumped off the bed and turned on the lights to see Cora in just a bra and panties. “What the hell?” He yelled in outrage, and he saw her body tremble. But determination got in her eyes again as she got on her knees and hands on the bed, crawling towards him, arched back and swinging hips like some mesmerizing tiger. “If I had known seduction was your thing I would have got to you before that bitch.” She reached for his shorts again, but he stepped back.