Anime Clit Novels & Stories

Luca suggested, unaware of the fact that Lucian was already releasing tension. At his words Athena seemed to come down from the clouds, she was about to protest again when Lucian licked her in between her folds. She moaned aloud, not caring if the future Beta heard her or not. Lucian licked Athena from her Asshole to her clit, he focused his attention on her clit. Licking and sucking on it, increasing his speed at each lick. “It seems he wants to see you.” She said between breaths. “All I want to see is your naked form.”

“This pussy was made for taking cock. Taking *my* cock.” I moaned louder with every deep stroke. He angled his hips and hit that spot inside me over and over until I was seeing stars. The desk creaked under us. My juices and his earlier cum coated his balls, making everything wet and filthy. He reached around and rubbed my clit fast. “Cum on me, Anita. Let the whole building hear how much you love paying your debt.”

He didn't touch it directly, just around it, and I thought I might actually die from the anticipation. "Please—please touch it!!!” I half pleaded , half screamed. "Touch what? Be specific my lady.” Lucian replied in that teasing tone. "My clit—please—the ice—I need…" "Need what?" He pressed, prolonging my beautiful misery. "I need you to touch my clit with the ice—please—I'm begging…" "Okay Doll, since you begged so prettily, I'll gladly oblige." He pressed the ice directly against my clit. The sensation was so intense I screamed, my back arching completely off the bed. It was cold and shocking and so overwhelming I couldn't process it.

she ordered. He dropped instantly—rug soft under his knees. She hiked her skirt to her waist, revealing black lace panties already soaked through. Caleb hooked his fingers in the waistband, dragged them down her thighs. Her cunt was bare—lips swollen, glistening, clit peeking out dark and flushed. He didn’t wait for permission. Leaned in, dragged his tongue flat from entrance to clit. Elena moaned—low, throaty—hand fisting his hair. He licked again—slow circles around her clit, then pointed flicks, then sucking the swollen bud into his mouth.

“Not letting you cum is cruel, right? But not as cruel as you denying me what belongs to me!” Holding her body with one arm, he buzzed the egg vibrator to life and pressed it to her clit. “I am going to cum! Please!” she screamed. “Fine! Cum.” Her orgasm rocked her body, squirting over his thighs and the floor. As it declined, Aurelia crashed to the floor, sobbing from intensity. “Thank you for making me know all this,” she whimpered. Lucian returned with lube. It was time. “Get back on your feet, little slut.”

Getting to her clit, I circled it before closing my tongue around it and sucking it into my mouth. Her moans bounced off the walls like music to my ears. My favorite sound. I continued sucking on her clit, applying more pressure to it as I slipped a finger into her. She let out a loud gasp. I pumped my finger in and out of her while tonguing her clit till I felt her warm walls tightening around it. I slipped in a second digit, increasing my pace as her moans became louder. I knew she was close so I curled my fingers to hit her sweet spot as I swiped my tongue across her clit mercilessly.

"A hell of a lot more." Clint sank to his knees in front of her, running his hands down her legs, his fingers closing around her ankles. With his face right in front of her groin, she fought the impulse to wriggle away—or thrust her aching sex into his face. Instead, she held still, entranced by him.His clever fingertips trailed around to the front of her ankles, down across the tops of her feet and back up again. He grasped one ankle and lifted, his fingertips sliding over the sole with feather-light motions. Hot currents of electricity arced up her legs, straight into her clitoris. When he performed the same teasing on her other foot, she clutched his shoulders to

ARIA I’m still trembling from the second orgasm when he pulls out abruptly, leaving me empty and gasping against the cold glass. My palms squeak as I try to push upright, thighs shaking, pussy clenching around nothing. Dante’s hands grip my hips and flip me like I weigh nothing. Suddenly, I’m sitting on the edge of the desk, trench coat and shirt shoved open, breasts spilling out, legs spread wide by his rough palms, exposing every inch of my pussy, and suddenly he spits (hot, deliberate) right onto my swollen clit. The filthy sound alone makes me clench around nothing more.

But right now, maybe I could just lose myself for a moment and pretend to fit into his world. "That's it, baby," Ace coaxed when he caught the sight of my swollen clit, "I want you to touch yourself in slow," he emphasized the word with a glare, "circles." I did as he said, feeling a rush of pleasure jolt my system. My body ached for more — more pressure and faster strokes — but I kept them small and languid with his gaze peeled on me. I had to admit, it felt better knowing he was watching me. He heard each time I had gotten off but he didn't know that this had to have topped all those times even if it were just the beginning of something.

Said Anita as she started walking towards Crystabel who lay tired on the bed. "I love soft pussy just as yours." She said, stretching out her hand towards Crystabel and placing them on her thigh and after a while, she slid in her hand under Crystabel's short dress, moving her hand slowly towards her clitoris and once her hand got there, she spoke.