Chastity Erotica Novels & Stories

Chad teased my breasts, my body was shamelessly on edge again. God, this was embarrassing. But I couldn’t help enjoying it. Being hung like a criminal should be annoying, but how could I be annoyed when my pussy was beginning to throb for their dicks. “You’re so sweet, little cunt. We want to fuck you at once,” Ezra informed, now finger fucking me. “You’re so good, I want to keep you here forever.” Chad kneaded and played with my nipples. “Oh…mmm,” was all my brain could come up with at that point.

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

Taking control, Chesed brought my hand to cover hers, guiding her hand between her legs. “Touch yourself, kitten.” Chesed growled low, licking her mark. “Oh fuck…” Crista moaned as her fingers started to move at the command. “Just imagine all the fun we could have in my darkroom. Strapping you to any number of furniture pieces while I tease orgasm after orgasm from your body before fucking you till you can’t stand.” Chesed whispered dark promises as we started toying with her breasts while she touched herself.

Her eyes were dark and commanding. “Inside,” she said softly. The moment the door closed, she pushed him against it and kissed him with bruising intensity. “Tonight I’m not just going to fuck you,” she whispered. “Tonight I’m going to offer you something real. Something permanent.” She led him to the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. From a drawer, she pulled out a heavy, permanent metal chastity cage , thicker and more secure than anything he had worn before. “This is what I’m offering you,” she said, holding it up. “Permanent chastity. No more orgasms unless I allow it. Stricter protocols. Daily denial. Complete mental ownership. You would belong to me in ways Mirabel and Mitchelle coul

He shouted. “I'll have to mindlink him. Shit, I messed this up," he continues to blather on his own. I ignored him and began sniffing the air, hoping that Chaste's scent would help me find his room. The sweet smell of vines and pine trees! I quickly followed that smell to the farthest room. The door is a heavily painted black iron door with wolf decorative patterns. I dared to open it, and the door was, thankfully, open. I'm curious why Chaste left his room without locking the door.

I knew that female intimacies became extremely sensitive after an orgasm, and that the pleasure was almost nil without a moment of waiting, but she pushed me against her open legs again and rubbed herself provocatively Having to pause the kiss, I slid my pants down, and pulled my shirt over my head. Maria's lips found mine again, and her hands moved forward to hold my cock. At the same time, I grabbed her leg enough for her to turn around, so I held her ass. Maria slid her nails against the pulsating flesh of my cock, going down and up gently.

I moaned. "Mmm, just so long as I can still go to the gloryhole while you're at school," she purred. "You can do whatever you want to me." My mom was such a slut, and I loved it. * * * Max Green can wait for Chastity to be ready to have sex. When he takes her out on their chaste dates, he doesn't care about the blue balls he'll be getting because he's banging his mom whenever he wants. Mommy will be more than ready to satiate the lusts his girlfriend creates.

The cool night air hit my skin like a shock, but it did nothing to dampen the heat radiating from between my legs. I hadn't bothered with a bra or underwear; I had simply slipped into a sheer, silk slip that clung to my curves and left nothing to the imagination. Every step I took felt the slick slide of Richard’s cum leaking from my pussy, a warm, sticky reminder of the audit I’d just endured. The thought of Ethan finding out—or better yet, tasting the evidence of my father's claim—made my clit throb with a renewed, desperate hunger.

You didn’t think I’d leave you without a little reward for giving Forbidden Lust a chance, did you? That would be cruel of me. Now be a good girl… and keep reading. A little piece of heaven after Chapter 160. Because in a perfect world, the morning always comes. 165 Emilia By the third orgasm, I stopped pretending I still had dignity left. "Fuck, Raf," I moaned when he hooked his hands under my thighs and lifted my hips, shoving a pillow underneath me. His other hand was already between my legs, ruthlessly spreading my own wetness over my clit until I was shaking.