The Private ShowIntro- Maddie is a stripper and she does about anything to make money!Maddie's P.O.V.The VIP customer clapped his hands and the music volume went up. “Dance.”He commands and i do just that after all this was a paid private show. Maddie smiled nervously and stepped up onto the table. The music took over her senses and she began to feel the rhythm flow through her body. She moved with the beat and the rhythm and let the melody ensnare her mind. Her tight young body stirred with languid grace, undulating to the seductive sounds, swaying and jerking. She ran her hands though her long hair and swayed her hips, pressing her thighs together and savoring the pleasant warmth spreading between them. She had to entertain two clients today and she didn't mind because she was in the VIP section and she would be paid well, the men had their eyes glued to her like honey to a bee. She could feel the heat of their lust on her as she moved. As she began her alluring thirst trap da

Intro- Priscilla always had fantasies about sex, reading dirty erotic stories just to get a feel or a close taste to what ecstasy tasted like and soon she meets just the guy.Priscilla's P.O.V."I can see what you are doing"He says as his gaze traveled to my legs.I see the way you press your legs together to try to ease the throbbing between them, His hand brushed across my knee, making me shiver. “I could do so much to you, make you feel which you so desperately want and need"He says as he whispered huskily to her.I shut my eyes, cursing myself for what I was about to do next. Heat pooled between my legs, making my core pulse wildly. I hadn’t been with a guy in a very long while and I needed it so fucking bad. I was tired of being celibate. "Hmm, you sound so confident"She whispers smirking deciding to give in to whatever guilty pleasures she had instead of waiting.The damn smirk stretched across his face. He had probably done this with so many women before, but I didn’t care. T

PossessionIntro- She was his and his alone!Jeanette's P.O.V."Please stop,” I whimpered, looking down at my wrist. “You’re hurting me.”I say as i finally jerked my hands off of his him.He scoffed and pushed me on the bed. His grip tightened at my words as his jaw clenched. He gripped my chin roughly in his other hand, forcing me to look at him. “Don’t tell me what I need to do. I’ll fucking show you what I need to do.”He released my wrist and roughly grabbed the top of my shirt, pulling it down along with my bra. I gasped out. He pulled at my chin, and his mouth met mine. His kiss was wet and sloppy.“Take off your fucking pants,” he demanded against my lips.I unbuttoned my pants and stepped out of them as he roughly groped my breasts in his hands. His hands unclasped my bra and pulled both my bra and shirt off my body, He roughly turned me over and pushed me down on the bed, holding me there with his strong arms.He gripped my hair with his hand and pulled me up slightly.“Do a

Making The Fast MoveIntro- Celine knows Harold has a crush on her but he refused to make a move on her and so she decided to take a dive and make a move.I stood, walked behind him, and leaned down next to his ear. "You think i don't see the way you look at me” I started. Those little glances had been going on for weeks now, and I had only gained the courage to really make a move. "Celine"He says with a stutter his sharp jaw clenching as he gulped.“My thoughts and imagination are filled with moments about you, I think about how you would feel inside me. I think about how you would punish me by spanking my ass"I say in a sultry tone.“Celine"He says through shaky breaths, he murmured my name, I walked back around him and slid onto his desk, each one of my legs around him. After parting my legs slightly and catching him glancing between them, I undid the first few buttons of my shirt. "Look at me like you always do and tell me you don’t want this.”I ask and murmur as i stare at him

The Housekeeper!Intro:She was his live in housemaid turned mistress and fuck slave !"Where the fuck have you been?”He asks sternly and she yelped and jumped, pressing her palm flat over her wildly thrashing heart. “Gosh You scared me half to death,” she gasped, standing frozen in the doorway. "What are you doing in my room?”Shs squeaked.He was sitting in the big leather armchair in her bedchamber, Her lips quirked at the thought. His hands lay flat on the arms and he was regarding her with a tight, mocking smile. His eyes were moving over her body with an intensity that was unnerving, his gaze lingering on the front of her leather breeches before rising to her face. "Answer my question.”He asks..Her heart pounded at his tone, which was frightening in its utter lack of emotion. “I’ve been out.”She says trying to sound emotionless.“Dressed like that?”She shrugged. “As you see.”His jaw flexed as he stared at her, his gaze causing heat to spread through her body. He took out hi