Trapped Sex Novels & Stories

for the night escaped just like that? I chuckled. I'd seen men pull this trick too many times—they were just playing hard to get. Still, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed that such a cute guy had escaped my clutches.

Feverish with his touch and intoxicated by his kisses. And she could guess where they were headed after this. Shower sex. A very steamy shower sex, with a lot of variation and acrobatic moves that sometimes made her half mortified and half giggled. Of course, Alex was not satisfied with only one session. They did it again in their super king-size bed, where Alex made love to her thoroughly until she was fully sated and could not move an inch afterward. “I don’t think I can move my body,” Iris protested. She lay on the bed and covered her body with the sheet after their lovemaking.

“Please… I’m begging you, I’ll be your good little whore, just let me cum—” Zayden’s low chuckle vibrates against my inner thigh as he slaps my swollen pussy again, the wet smack echoing in the red-lit room. “Listen to this desperate married cunt whine.” He breathes, the cool air hitting my cunt hole almost pushes me over the edge. I’m losing my mind, I feel like I’m going to go mad or something if they don’t let me release all the pent up pleasure that is raging inside me. Tristan laughs, the sound darker than I’ve ever heard him before. “What about ‘you don’t get to cum until we’ve broken you’ bunny, do you not understand?” He asks, and I shiver.

"Have you been keeping count of the number of women you and Hector deceived through online dating? I don't think perverts like you would remember that. But it's okay. Someone else will remember what you did and take revenge against you two on behalf of those women." The twins had been meeting women through online dating. With their good looks, they'd assaulted countless women. In the beginning, they would spike the women's drinks so they blacked out. Then, they would both do the deed together. Even if the victim realized something was wrong, there was no way to pinpoint their doings. After numerous successful attempts, they became bolder, until they met Wendy, who accidentally bumped into th

she teased lightly. Langit turned and gave a small smile before saying, “I enjoy sex, but that doesn’t mean I’ll do it over and over again in one night.” His words struck his coworker sharply. He wasn’t a sex addict who needed multiple rounds. He only did it to ease the exhaustion that weighed down his mind—to quiet the longing for a woman he could never have. Langit drove toward his apartment. He had numerous missed calls from Joya, but he didn’t call her back. He chose to go straight home so his mother wouldn’t worry.

But hearing it in her own ears didn’t make it bearable. Isabella wanted to talk things out, but it looked like she wasn’t needed there. They have already assumed she is the culprit and nothing is going to change it. She entered Leo’s room and sat on the bed. The room was so familiar, but it can never feel secure. It was a golden cage that was making her feel suffocating and there was a feeling she was getting after marrying Leo; she get trapped by this billionaire. The entire day, she couldn’t keep her mind sane.

Reasons weren't clear to her, however she assumed he stopped to convince her that he was Clinton. Still buried inside her, he spread out her legs and leaned in. Taking her face, which she turned to the side, he said, “Next time you call me Clinton, I’ll make sure you don’t speak ever again. And this would be the first and last time I’d break my sex rules.” He pushed her face to the side and moved out of the bed to release himself in the bathroom. She curled up and pressed her hands on her abdomen, wailing in the traumatic pain. She could manage the pain in her depth, but would totally cripple at the pain razing her emotions.

"Are you ready to be enslaved? Yes!" "Leave now! Get away from them! Jump out of that car!" "Calista! Listen to me! Calista!" "No!" Calista screamed as she covered her ears, the scream managed to startle them again, and Eros hit the brakes hard. "Crazy! You want us all dead, Eros!" cursed Damon irritably. "I'm surprised! What's with that girl!" Aresh was not in the mood for this, hoping to reach their base camp soon so he could rest. However, the girl was causing trouble again.

It was like I could hear Luna Trina's voice in my head. I began to worry. I was now a part of his dirty trap, being used until I was no longer of interest to him. Marcel was only interested in having sex with me and did it so well by fooling me to think he cared about me. I felt so stupid for allowing him to touch me again and leaving the room when I shouldn't have. I had made a big mistake, I told myself.

Ces don't know what to do. She's in a great panic because of an uncomfortable situation she's with now. She's inside a cubicle with a strange man who's now covering her mouth with his hands. It was so tight that she can't even let a breath out. She tried to escape from its hold, but the man just motion him to be quiet and be still. She rolled her eyes. Both of them were stunned when the doors started to open and close drastically.