Vanessa Reinhardt Sex Novels & Stories

“I was looking for someone interesting. Someone who isn’t boring. Most men in places like this just talk about work. But you… you look like you know how to enjoy yourself.” Richard laughed. “You’re not wrong. I deal with numbers all day, but at night I like to unwind. What about you? What do you do?” Vanessa gave him a playful smile. “I like to make powerful men feel good. And I’m very good at it.” Richard raised an eyebrow, clearly interested. “Is that so? And how exactly do you do that?” Vanessa reached across the table and lightly traced her finger along his hand. “Why don’t you take me somewhere more private and find out?”

Vanessa locked eyes with Noah through the glass. She smiled — slow, seductive, and utterly victorious — then arched her back deeper, pushed her tits forward, and rode Gideon even more obscenely, putting on the most twisted, erotic, public revenge fuck imaginable.

Vanessa taunted, starting to ride me hard, her full tits bouncing as she yanked the top of her dress down to free them completely. “You left it at the table like an idiot. Now sit there and watch how a real fuck looks. Vance showed me that video of you—you moaning James’s name while he wrecked your ass, begging him to go harder. Now feel what you threw away, you backstabbing bitch.” Ruth’s eyes were glued to us, her breaths coming quick and shallow. I gripped Vanessa’s hips tight, thrusting up into her as she ground down, her juices dripping down my balls, the crate creaking under the force of our movements.

I wasn’t going to tell her everything, but I was going to try my best to be a little more honest with her. “Obsidian, why won’t you knot me?” That was not what I expected her to ask me. “I told you—” “No,” she interrupted me. “Devrim and Ezra knot me when we have sex, but you always pull away. Why?” “I’ve never knotted anyone before, Vanya,” I told her. Her mouth dropped open and then slammed shut. “N-not even Lindsey?” “Not her, or any women I’ve ever fucked.” I reached for her and pulled her onto my lap.

She had made a fool of him. "Nooooo!!!", Andre yelled as he became furious. He tried hard to release himself from the way she had tied him up but it took him some really rare techniques and around fifteen to twenty three minutes and some growls. ********************** Vanessa had gone to hide in the deceased lady's room. She was really scared because she knew he would have gotten really mad and would want her dead. She moved into the bathroom, she saw some dildos which she felt would help her gain the pleasure she wants and give her some peace of mind. She washed it up in the bathroom and rubbed her self with it. She fisted the huge artificial cock into her p*ssy making her feel she was out

“And he helped you when you were having car problems? Tell me, have you gotten the details on Alaric. Is it true? The stuff they say? That he goes to Leather and Lace and is into dominance and some really crazy sex?” Vanessa's mouth opened, but she snapped it shut. From all she had seen with her own two eyes, everything pointed toward an affirmative. Part of her was seconds away from divulging what she knew, but something inside wouldn’t let her. His sex life was definitely not her or Anita's business. “I think all of that is just rumors,” she said finally, smiling. “There was nothing I found that suggested it’s true.” Anita's face fell. “Well, that sucks. I was hoping you were going to hook

She ordered. “What?!” Winston asked in disbelief. “I said continue or have you suddenly gone deaf!”. She said out loud Vanessa rolled his eyes “Babe! She said we should continue, maybe I should show her how it is done”. She said standing up “Vanessa!” Winston called out, immediately, she knelt down and sucked his dick moaning. Then immediately, a tiny bright light flashed through them. Vanessa turned to her in surprise “Di… did she just take a picture of us?” Vanessa asked stuttering in disbelief.

she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

Vanessa’s offer of a full day alone with Michael had left everyone on edge , especially Mirabel and Mitchelle, whose touches had grown more possessive overnight. A sharp knock at the door shattered the quiet. Mirabel’s eyebrows rose. “That must be the ‘company’ you mentioned.” Vanessa smiled like a cat who had already eaten the canary. She sauntered to the door and opened it, revealing a tall, strikingly beautiful woman in her early thirties with sharp features, platinum blonde hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and an aura of effortless dominance. This was Elena , Vanessa’s longtime play partner and occasional mentor, known in their private circles as someone who specialized in breaking str

she whispered. Win raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?” Vanessa leaned in closer, her voice turning low and seductive. “You always liked Victoria, right? I’ll let you sleep with her. In return, you delete every single video and image you have of me.” Win stared at her for a moment, then laughed. “That’s a good deal. But how do I know you’re not bluffing?” Vanessa reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. She held it up in front of his face.