Body Desire Novels & Stories

They say, 'there is unequivocally no shame in being hungry for another person. Because, desire is simply the very nature of the universe itself. And, in desire to happen, it should start with a sparkling tension. The kind of tension anyone would burn instantly if they come closer and closer'.

I don’t know how it happened but his pants and boxers are off freeing his hardness against my wet hot core. “Jack make the pain go away” i whined into his ear. “ i need you” i said again “I know baby” jack says huskily in my ear. P.O.V. Jack My need to touch my mate was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt in my whole life her skin under my touch was like fire but soothing at the same time i could only imagine what she was feeling at this moment. “Jack i need you to touch me…..i need you inside of me” ren whines.

David came back to his senses, quickly closed his eyes, and replied. He felt that this was a pity. “David, what we are going to do next is just suppress the desire in my body that is stimulated by my alluring body. This desire is so huge that I am already quite powerless. Once it erupts, it will slowly control my reasoning, and eventually, I will become a person completely controlled by desire. Therefore, I need your help. As long as I find a balance and harmony between our bodies, I can temporarily suppress it. I hope you don't overthink too much and don't tell anyone,” Celeste said slowly.

Hell! I know where this will head, in the darkness, escalating the way it is. Our bodies moving against each other in the first throes of foreplay. I know I won’t have the strength to say no or stop it. He’s causing cravings I have never experienced; a low, deep, throbbing heat and the desire to have him satisfy my hunger. His kiss too addictive to want to stop. I instinctively know that these urges are a longing to have sex, something I’ve never felt before. Something so new and so overpowering. The apex of my thighs hard against him is almost on fire and waves of desire pulse up to my stomach.

"Website? What website?" "It's a website where we post things about gossip and stuff it's kinda like that show I watch called Gossip Girl." She sat at the edge of my desk, typing on her phone. "Anyway, Seth has commitment issues, but he was in an interview yesterday, and he said he might try to find a woman at the ice ball that catches his eyes. And hopefully, that's me," she stated confidently. "Well good luck with that. There thousands of other girls out there just saying," I told her as she leaved.

This was something far beyond the desire for a woman's body--if only Alethia knew what he wanted to do to her right at the moment. But she wouldn't know, at least not yet. Now he has to douse his desire lest they make headlines the next morning--"21ST CENTURY DESIRES: A stepfather and daughter's shenanigans on a hospital bed." He sighed with reason. Then he tactfully pushed his manhood in between his inner thighs and pressed his legs together in hopes of beating down the desire. But it kept jerking incessantly as if it was breathin; as if it had a mind of its own. God help him.

He leaned forward, genuine curiosity lighting up his eyes as he asked while driving, "So, tell me about your latest venture." She leaned back, taking a moment to gather her thoughts before delving into the details of her ambitious project. With every word, her excitement grew palpable, her gestures animated as she described the innovative tech startup she was spearheading. The vision, the goals, and the cutting-edge software they were developing spilled from her lips, painting a picture of boundless potential.

Her wet thighs slid apart with little conscious effort, and she sighed when the cloth went between them. She knew now that a crisis of some kind was approaching, an unknown pinnacle of physical sensation. Every part of her was filled with a deep, sweet yearning, laden with a hunger that she couldn’t quite define. Maybe this was the ‘desire’ the books spoke of: the rapture, the very transports of passion? It seemed almost incomprehensible that she should feel it with these women when the idea of a man made her shudder, and yet somehow she was helpless to resist.

But the real answer was yes. She went hot and then cold. She started to tremble and to shiver. Her whole body ached and pulsed with unfamiliar sensations and needs. She felt as though her mind was on fire with her own feverish imaginings, and her body too. It was like being in the grip of some kind of fever. Perhaps she was. Perhaps that was why she had reacted as she had. Was there a fever that could cause a person to desire someone like this? Of course, she knew that there wasn’t So what exactly had happened to her? Why was her body still aching with the aftershock of what it had wanted and been denied? Where had it come from, that deep physical need so diametrically opposed to everything

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready