Trapped Sex Novels & Stories

Trish's POV Washing the dishes next to Joseph felt like a bizarre, forced imitation of a newly posed couple. My heart hammered, not from affection, but from the unrestrainable, grating groan he let out every few seconds. Even my attempt at peace was met with a trash-talking accusation – he called me a wild s*x addict, just like him. Honestly, what is it with guys and s*x? Is it some primal activity they simply can’t live without? I mean, not to generalize, but can’t a girl just have her peace, be seen, and be respected for her living life without being relentlessly pursued?

Think! “You think by giving me a few orgasms that it will change a single thing? Honey, it’s sex… Means fuck all…” Try that… She was hoping he called her bluff. Tristan squinted his eyes at her before he nodded his head. What the fuck was he up to? She didn’t like how determined he appeared. “You’re right… It’s only sex. It doesn’t matter…” “Go touch your sluts.”

And why did no one intervene to stop these disgraceful acts? "Son of a bitch." Lexa cursed. "Fuck you little slut!" Alpha Nathan shouted at Tracy as he pulled down his pants, approaching her with his arousal. I couldn't discern if it was a hallucination or reality, but I felt a twisted sense of disgust stirring within me as I watched Alpha Nathan engage in intercourse with his mate. Was this a horrific nightmare? "Oh, moon goddess!" Tracy moaned as Alpha Nathan penetrated her tightness. "This feels so good." Alpha Nathan increased the intensity and pace of his thrusts, and I could feel myself becoming aroused as I observed him having sex with Tracy.

When he moved to New York, he realized that sex was dangerous as he often saw the governmental advertisement of sexually transmitted diseases on his way to work. That's why Noah Cheong was waiting to have sex with the right person at the right time. Sadly for him, sometimes in life, we didn’t always get what we’re wishing for. *** [WARNING: The following material contains age-restricted content that’s only suitable for a mature audience] Soon after they entered the bedroom, Drake Silvermoon quickly pushed his soulmate on his bed forcefully. “Why do you always worry about other men?” he asked Noah, who was lying helplessly on the bed, “First Terry, Matt, and now Ken…” Drake snarled while ment

They continued walking and Greg dragged her into who-the-heck knows where! But wait... what did that man just say? Besides her, Greg also used to bring other women into this place? For what purposes? Kidnapping them just like he's doing now to her? Human trafficking? Maybe he is planning to trade her for the sake of billions of money? Does he rape them? Is he a rapist? Those thoughts scared her to the bones! "Women came here willingly for pleasure, always throwing themselves to me. I don't have to force them. They were the ones dying to be with me and in my bed," he immediately spoke as if he had read what was exactly on her mind.

Our fingers tangled in each other’s hair as we kissed with a passion that rewrote everything I thought I knew about sex. Because sex had always felt like nothing to me—just an act. But with Travian? Sex was everything. And it was different.

A low growl rumbled from my throat as he grew dangerously close to my mark spot. "Don't you fucking dare." I warned. "I haven't accepted you, got it? This is concentual sex between two adults, that is it!" "Whatever you say." Travis said obediently moving his mouth away from the spot he had been messing around. Feeling some type of way, probably offended that I wouldn't let him mark me Travis roughly shoved into me and began pounding not bothering to even attempt being gentle. "Amazing...." I moaned. "Just like that Travis!" This was what I was talking about.

Tristan was becoming more verbal and more aggressive with every new sexual experience, and I enjoyed it immensely. A part of me wanted him to stop so that I could think for just a few moments, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him no because he was turning me on in ways I’d never been turned on before. Tristan exposed me to taboo sex I’d never experienced and brought out the inner freak I didn’t know existed. He made me do things and think thoughts I’d never felt before. I didn’t want to share him with anyone. He was mine and mine only, and I was willing to do just about anything to ensure he never left, even if that meant leaving Natasha, the woman I thought I would spend the rest of my l

I said, looking up at the ceiling and wondering how I am going to handle two babies let alone the one I thought that I was having. "Avalin, since you are having twins we will need to have more frequent checkups. Also, you will need to slow down on school and work." "Doctor Grey, I transition to online classes in a month and stopped working a few months ago. " "Good, that should make life a little easier." "Trey, are you going to be present for Avalin's pregnancy?" "Yes, I will," Trey said putting his hand on my belly. "Since your there anyway." I said grabbing the towel my maid brought over to wipe the jelly off of my belly. "My pleasure." Trey says wiping my belly off and moving his hand sl

he said. No, Don, you need to tell me who the fuck this lady is." I show him a picture of the lady that confronted me in school the day before. "Oh errrrm...Kim.....she is just a friend," he stutters. "Friend,” I repeat, “are you sure?” "Yeah.....but...we had sex a couple of times, but trust me, it meant nothing.” "Trust you? Are you kidding me, Don?” "I swear, Nala, it was- it-”