Carnal Pleasures Novels & Stories

Fingers pinching my clit, slapping my tits, gripping my throat. They fuck me on the steps, then lift me back into the water, bending me over the edge so Easton can take me from behind while I suck Cade and Jett strokes himself against my cheek. I lose count of how many times I cum. My orgasms blur together into one long, overwhelming wave of pleasure and shame. I’m a shaking, drooling, cum-covered mess when they finally line up for the finale.

I nodded eagerly, ready to do anything to please him and get the chance to orgasm. His cock slammed into my asshole in one sharp thrust. My back arched, lips parting as I choked on my moan. The plug vibrated against my tongue, and a second later, the clamps around my nipples were vibrating too. "Fucking slut." His hips snapped back, drawing his cock out. "Did you like walking around with your tits and ass exposed?" Before I could answer, he slammed his cock back into my ass. My toes curled inward, the pleasure overwhelming. Still, I nodded, clenching my ass around his cock hard enough to make him hiss.

"A man who fucking dumped me out in the cold. Zerina, you should be ashamed of yourself. How could you do such a thing." My mouth kept scolding myself and my brain that should help me stop these sinful activities still encouraged me to keep going. Here I am, without shaming, chasing pleasure as I rubbed faster. I couldn't help but make muffled sounds of moans , my back arched sharply. My hands moved to my left breast, squeezing it hard. "Oh, please" I pleaded to the person that has been in my head for the past two days. "Fuck me, harder. I beg you."

She can't fool me. My phone vibrated— it was Paul from finance texting numbers. Good numbers. I smiled, pocketed the phone, as I pushed myself back against the leather to allow Annabel please me. Rain drummed on the roof like applause. I loosened my tie; she took it as permission. Her fingers unbuttoned my shirt, mouth tracing my chest. She slid down between my knees as she found way to my dick thrusting. Slowly. The engine hummed, low and soft. Street empty. My head tipped back as I groaned in pleasure. For what seemed like five minutes or more it was all heat her mouth going in rhythm to how I wanted to feel it

Dedication For the insecure ones who can’t take a leap of faith To the friend-zoned souls, wishing, praying, hoping To best of friends harboring unsatisfied carnal desires For romantic readers who fancy the thrill of intimacy, expressed, displayed, and told of in ecstatic rawness A life to you, a story to them, and a memory to keep. This one is for you. Enjoy, feel and live this moment in fullness. *** Millie groaned and rubbed the vibrator softly over her wet core under the sheets, sending ecstatic electric shivers all over her body. She pushed back the sadness and guilt at the back of her head and just focused on the sensation the toy was giving to her pussy.

My gaze turned hazy as I throw caution into the window with my cheeks dyed with red. Yet, my hands could not stay still. My fingers started trailing down his hard chest toward his well-defined bulging abs. It looks really delectable and the little light illuminating it, made me raise my thumbs up mentally. My throat gone dry while my restless fingers caress the line leading deeper into his pants; the infamous path to carnal pleasure. Just imagining to where it leads to, made my mouth water. Damn hot- The legendary happy trail!

She tried to muffle her cries of pleasure. "Oh, my sweet Layla," he breathed between thrusts. "Don't hold back, let me hear you scream." The wicked request sent electricity straight to her core and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pleasure, before moaning his name repeatedly. Triumph filled his face as he pumped into her with precise motions that sent shocks of carnal sensations through her body. He released her hands that were pinned above her head and she immediately dug her fingers into his shoulders, the pleasure becoming too much to bear.

I whimpered, grabbing onto his hand that held my thighs high and wide open. Then he pushed right into my pussy in one smooth, precise stroke, yanking a moan out of my throat. My face was burning because this felt all kinds of wrong. But it was still happening. And it was still pleasurable. He held me in place and moved his hips back and forth against my skin, stroking his wet cock in and out if me in a carnal rhythm, throwing his head back as a deep, pleasured groan escaped him. “Shit... Leila...”

I moaned louder as he found all the right angles to bring me even closer to that edge of blissful chaos. “That’s right. Moan, darling.” An immense wave of pleasure washed over me as he kept rubbing against my body. I could feel my muscles tensing and as I arched my back, I moved with each of his thrusts uncontrollably. In that moment, a sense of fear replaced the pleasure and all rational thought was gone. My mind was in an intense trance, giving into a carnal instinct that overtook me completely. All inhibitions evaporated as pure bliss consumed my being; the sensation intensified until it became almost unbearable.

How hard can I get? Goosebumps formed on the top of his thighs and groin area as an enjoyable springy feeling warmed his stomach as he worked his penis. His grunts and the sounds of his hand moving up and down, the only noise in the room. Carnal pleasure built, tightening his muscles. His back arched and his head fell back. Palmer’s hand increased its movement as he chased the freefall that he knew was coming. Chills went down his back as he involuntarily thrusted his pelvis forward. Dark brown eyes stared back at him as contractions started on his tight stomach muscles before cum spurted out splashing on his belly. His chest lifted with his deep breaths as he came down from the bittersweet