Trapped Sex Stories Novels & Stories

My strength is only half. The bottle continued to spin, and this time, it was aimed at Alisa. It seemed like everyone wanted to exploit their co-workers' love stories. Alisa received a question similar to the first one I received. “Not yet.” She answered. Lie. Doesn't this woman know that this is a truth-telling game? She kept whispering in my ear that she loved me every time we made love. People say you shouldn't trust what men say when they're in bed, but they're wrong. I shouldn't trust women's words when having sex with them. Alisa is a trap girl.

She let out a breath before laughing. "Okay, so, I’ve had some doozies, and this was way more recent than I’d like to admit. But this guy, who shall remain nameless, was all hands and tongue and no finesse. He was also quick to finish. When we even started having sex, I was far from ready and it was so uncomfortable, I vowed it would be a bit before I had sex again. It was the worst time I ever had." Jake stopped shuffling to listen to that and couldn't help just raise his brows. In all of his times, he always made sure a woman was ready to go because he couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable it would be not to be.

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-”

Alex asked, "Don't you feel sorry for Evan these past five years? All of you kept Carol's information hidden from him. You work at MK. Don't you know how he's been all this time?" Paige said bluntly, "Yes, Mr. Jordan has indeed been in a difficult situation. But what about Caroline? Men are often driven by their sexual desires. You have your freedom once it's done, but a woman faces the challenging months of pregnancy! "Caroline was carrying triplets, yet she was sent to prison. Were you all blind to that? If you're trying to get Caroline's information from me, forget it!

Between the limits of her patience and the huge waves Nisa tried to control herself, her inner Nisa screamed, but the more she tried, the more her body spontaneously reacted to the ex-girlfriend for more. "I'm coming baby spread your legs and lift her ass let me spill it all inside," Leon's words could only be followed, his body like a worm in heat too because as Leon said, Nisa felt the same way. She too wanted to release all her juices. "Ahh hmm ahhh!" Nisa cried out as well as Leon as their fingers clasped together. Leon continued to tighten his shot repeatedly there and Nisa felt something warm flowing from the part of her lower lip. Leon's smooth body pressed back against Nisa's. It loo

"Are you sure you can get out of this trap, Arka? The trap you created for yourself long ago." The sentence haunted Arka's mind every time he looked at the woman who was now sitting gracefully on his lap. Amidst the glimmer of crystal lamps and the sheen of a gold dress, his ex-wife, Kania, looked like a queen who had just reclaimed her throne. Arka knew they were no longer bound by a sacred vow. Their divorce was final, signed on stamped paper years ago. Yet, in this private room, with the aroma of whiskey and Kania's challenging gaze, Arka once again became the helpless, foolish man.

looks like disgust. "A secretary that sits on his laps? Wow, what a new discovery." I choke out a bitter laughter. Surprisingly this lady does not hold back. She pours out what she has been holding back all these while, revealing her true colors. "I do not appreciate the manner you use to address me. I have told you I am nothing more than a mere secretary. If you and your husband have issues then fix it! Do not involve me in your paranoid marriage!" I gasp at her sudden outburst. Without wasting anymore time, I raise my hand to slap her in the face but surprisingly, Lucas grabs me by the wrist causing my hands to hang in the air. "WE ARE GOING HOME THIS MOMENT!" Lucas pulls me by the wrist,

Harper was bent over the same bench beside her, ass high, face down, three players taking turns in her holes, cum already leaking from her pussy and running down her thighs. Devin came first, pulling out of Harper’s ass and shooting across her back in thick stripes. Trey followed, flooding her pussy, then pulling out to let it drip. The others followed in quick succession, some in mouths, some on tits, some deep inside, until both girls were covered, dripping, marked. When the last player finished, the room stank of sex and victory. Mia and Harper lay side by side on the bench, breathing ragged, bodies trembling. Cum streaked their skin, matted their hair, pooled between their thighs.

Melissa’s heart pounded as she stepped into the dimly lit warehouse in Victoria Island. The underground kink party was invitation-only, and she had spent weeks working up the courage to come. At twenty-six, she was tired of boring boyfriends who fucked like they were scared to break her. She wanted more. She wanted to be used. Owned.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. “Let me go.” “Wellsy, for fuck’s sake, can you just be a little bit patient?” I stopped. “There's nothing you can say to make me feel better about this.” “Fine. See it as a threesome, that's something everyone has undeniably wanted to try out.” “Not as a normal thing, Adrian. You're telling me that every time you like a girl, you…” “No!” He cut me off like he knew what I was about to say. “It's just the sex.”