Sex Prank Novels & Stories

She smiled brightly, then her head tilted, noticing my expression. “Why do you look so sad? You just won the lottery!” She nagged. “It’s fake,” I replied. I couldn’t hold it in. Apart from the fact that I needed them to understand the situation, I couldn’t lie to my close friends. “He’s forcing me. He has something on me, and he’s using it to make me his fake girlfriend. He needs to fix his reputation.” I explained and the room went silent. Jenna and Annette exchanged glances, then they both started laughing.

The energy was electric, but it only made my heart race faster. ​"I really, really need to pee, Katherine," Janice gasped the moment we stepped out of the car. "Stay right here by the lot and don't go anywhere. I'll be right back!" ​"Yes, ma'am," I sighed, leaning against the side of the car as she wandered off toward the stadium restrooms. ​I pulled out my phone, scrolling mindlessly to distract myself, when a deep, smooth male voice sliced through the cool evening air. ​"Are you stalking me now?"

Then, she declared self-righteously, "Adrian, I admit that I failed to think this through, but I'm only doing this for your sake! If I hadn't discovered this truth, this bitch would've deceived you today! "Who knows how many male actors she's worked with on these porn videos? With such decrepit morals, who's to say she doesn't have some sort of STD or something?" Adrian's expression turned stony as he looked at me. "Sarah is my younger sister, and she's never lied about anything since she was young. Besides that, she has no grudge against you, so why would she create these false claims for no reason? "If it really is you in those videos, just admit to it. I won't pursue the matter further si

It was almost like a seriously fucked up game of I-spy. ‎ ‎ "I spy with my little eye..." Imaginary me says with a hopeful voice. "A foot fetish? No? Fuck." I was rocking back and forth now, losing all hope. "I spy with my little- oh, I know! Voyeurism?" I practically begged, thinking about how if this one doesn't work, I'm going to pull my brains out with a spoon through my eye sockets. "...Golden showers?" ‎ ‎ Okay, I was being a bit over dramatic but you got the point. It was frustrating, more so when the client was shy and didn't even know what they liked themselves.

My eyes caught a disturbing sight of a female trapped inside a small, metal cage barely big enough for her to stand up in while two males peed on her for sexual gratification. Sara gasped in horror. "Not her eyes! How do they not even worry about STDs? This is too extreme. " I shrugged, staring at the men with intense dislike. It made my heart pound and my blood run cold. I wouldn't have batted an eyelid if this was a kink between real couples. These males were sick psychos. Somewhere in my heart, I wondered what Axton's kink was. Realizing what I was doing, my cheeks burned with shame and I steered Sara away. "Come on, let's go serve drinks."

Creighton laughed, pulling her into his embrace. “Unlike Luke Skywalker, I’m not your father, and the dark side I’m talking about is very easy to come back from. No evil overlord involved.” “But it all sounds too…weird…and very immoral.” “There is nothing wrong with sexual role play, when it’s two consensual adults. If more married couples learned to experiment with different aspects of their relationship, this world wouldn’t have so many divorces, and prostitutes would be out of a job.” Sandra laughed at this, but realized he was probably right.

Lucy nervously adjusted her skimpy lingerie as she waited backstage, her heart pounding with anticipation and anxiety. At just 19 years old, she had never even considered doing p**n, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Her college tuition was due, and her part-time job barely covered rent. When the opportunity to be in an adult film presented itself, she jumped at the chance, despite having no experience in the industry or with anal sex.

Here's what they said: "Lovely, lonely secretary, our eighteen cocks ache to make your fantasy come true. We are a group of handsome single guys who play soccer together. We work hard and play hard. We will strip you down and cover you in cum. Then we will rape you, repeatedly, until you beg us to stop, but we won't (unless you use the safe word "red light", at which point we will stop immediately.) Unless you safe word out, prepared to be fucked so thoroughly you won't be able to walk straight for days. It will take at least three showers to wash all the cum out of your hair. You will be whipped and degraded for the whore that you long to be, and you will love every minute of the attention.

“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.