Trapped Sex Stories の小説・ストーリー

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.

You don't even know that you are going to survive because they are enraged wolves following you sent by that very alpha who is about to turn you into an orphan. The wolves who had been wishing to do dirty things to your lovely body since you met your puberty. The wolves who had been longing for moans from your kissable lips_ cherry like and always wet. The wolves whose eyes always looked your way with a disease that could only be cured by allowing them to fondle the medium pointy papayas above your abdomen. That is the situation that Lavina was in. She was now deep into the forest, far away from her pack, far away from the city and humans, running for her dear life. But it was near the lyca

he said in a hoarse whisper. "Do I want to what?" I asked. Completely oblivious to what he could be insinuating. "Do you want to have sex? I borrowed a condom from my brother before I came here," Blake said. Oh, so he knew he was going to get laid? What a slut! "Um...no thanks? I haven't done it with anyone yet, and I'd like to be sober when I do," I said and inched away from him. "Oh, come on! You aren't the type who likes to save themselves for the right person or something, are you? That's just romance novel bullshit!" Blake exclaimed.

A photo. Me. And Leo. Close. Too close. My breath caught as I stared at it. I didn’t even remember when it was taken—but it was real. And it didn’t stop there. There were more. Different angles. Different shots. All telling the same story. A story I didn’t agree with. A headline caught my eye: “Billionaire Heir’s Wife Spotted Getting Intimate with Another Man” My stomach dropped. This wasn’t just gossip. This was public.

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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.

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.

EIGHT Domitus Capaldi Present When I had Lauren, I felt like I had the answer to all of my problems. A sweet, little, submissive that did everything I wanted without question. After the accident when she left, at first, I didn’t want anyone. Then, I could no longer deny my urges. So, to keep them in check, I opened Labyrinth. My sex club.

I was sure he was going to tear me into two. James has always been the rough one and his sex drive is also very high. I don't mind, even though I normally have sex to keep him happy. Not that I don't enjoy having sex with him. But there are times he just goes nuts. I have bleed multiple times because of his madness. The room is filled with the sound of our moans and the slapping of the skin. My back involuntarily arches as the inner walls begin to shrink around him and I know I am going to cum again.