Clit Overstimulation Novels & Stories

He presses the vibrator into my hand. “Use it on your clit. Do not cum until I say. Disobey and the crop comes back out.” I nod, and place the vibrator on my clit. The triple stimulation is overwhelming — his thick cock filling me from below, the vibrator buzzing relentlessly on my swollen clit, and the clamps still biting my nipples. I’m shaking, grinding desperately on his cock, fighting the orgasm with everything I have. His strong hand wraps around my throat from behind and squeezes. “Who owns this cunt now?”

I sobbed, the tears starting to blur my vision as the fast, unyielding pace drove me completely wild, my hips moving in a frantic, desperate circle to rub my throbbing clit against his thick pubic bone. "You want to come for me, don't you?" he muttered, his hot breath grazing my shoulder blades as he reached one hand underneath my body, his thick fingers finding my dripping, swollen clitoris and rubbing it with a merciless pressure that made my entire body violently shudder. "Right there! Right there!" I screamed, my head thrashing against the smooth granite as the dual stimulation of his thick dick stretching my pussy and his thumb destroying my clit pushed me completely over the precipice.

My clit swelled impossibly thicker with every filthy word spilling from his mouth, hood peeled completely back, raw glistening tip exposed and throbbing so violently I could feel the heartbeat pounding through my entire pelvis. He moved in a blurry, furious frenzy—relentless, animalistic. "Is that your plan? To have another baby with me right fucking now?" My eyes rolled back hard. "You’re fucking owning this cock, milking every last drop with that possessive little cunt of yours." Wet, obscene slaps of our flesh echoed through the room—my clit smearing thick slick across his skin with every punishing downstroke, the swollen bud twitching and jerking like a living thing, desperately chasing

He kept her there, thrusting deep and rubbing her clit with exacting pressure, holding her right on the brink until her whole body was trembling and broken sounds were spilling from her mouth with every stroke. “Please — I need to come — Sir, please—” Sebastian leaned over her, his chest against her back, mouth near her ear. “Come.” The orgasm crashed through her hard. Clara cried out as her cunt clenched around him, pulsing in strong waves while he continued thrusting through it. He didn’t stop. He fucked her through the climax and straight into oversensitivity, still rubbing her clit until a second orgasm tore through her even sharper, leaving her shaking and nearly sobbing against the ben

Despite knowing it was wrong, the pleasure she derived felt intoxicating. As she lathered herself, she lingered on her labia, gently stimulating before focusing on her clit, stimulating it with increasing intensity. Inserting a finger into herself and massaging her clit in slow, then rapid circles, she soon reached climax, leaning against the shower wall. Masturbating twice in one evening felt excessive, prompting her to hasten through the remainder of her shower.

He continued to gently lick my clit and the juices from my wet, red-hot pussy. The stubble on his chin pricked at my sensitive skin as he shoved his face into my pussy, causing me to cum harder. Every muscle in my body tensed with my contracting pussy muscles as I seemed to climax over and over. I struggled to breathe, and the air escaped from my lungs in sporadic, animalistic moans. I tried to push his face away, but I was so weak and tired that he ignored me and kept gently running the tip of his tongue lightly across my overstimulated clit. I tried to tell him that I had had enough, but the only sound I could make was a "nuh, nuh, nuh" sort of grunting in rhythm with my tense orgasmic thr

“Don’t do that unless you want this to end faster than either of us wants.” I clenched again on purpose. “Valerie.” “Move,” I breathed. “Please.” He moved. Long, deep strokes that dragged against every sensitive part of me, the breath leaving my lungs on a helpless sound each time he bottomed out. His pelvis pressed against my clit with every thrust and the stimulation was almost too much on top of everything else. I was already oversensitive, already trembling, and Grey kept that pace, the one he knew I couldn’t outlast.

And he began to move, one hand steadying me and the other rubbing my clit. It was like I'd never been sensitive before, my clit was swollen in seconds and my pussy kept gushing out wetness. Caden's groans mirrored mine and I knew he wouldn't be able to last long. Not like I could myself, it was overwhelming, and he was going at a steady pace. “You're so pretty while carrying my pup and taking my cock,” he told me, his face filled with admiration that increased the sensitivity. “Caden please..” My words egged him on, and the pace increased, and he didn't stop massaging my clit. It was driving me fucking insane.

“Fuck me right there, cock slut. Eat my wetness.” Tom feeds off my praise. He increases the tempo of his tongue thrusts. I grind my pussy harder. The moist friction is insane. Incredible. Because he can’t add a finger to his administrations, I do it myself. I run maddening circles around my clit, stimulating it. Tom moans against my pussy and I feel my walls clench around him. The orgasm hits swiftly. It ripples, coursing through my entire body. But I’m not done. I take my strap on off.

Her movements were slow but very stimulating that it was driving him nuts. He suddenly sat up and made her stop. "It's your turn" he said to her and she laid on the bed with her bum short still on. He substended her legs on his shoulder and swiftly took off her undies. "Don't just stare at it alone, you're making me shy" she covered her face. "Hahaha" he laughed and began rolling his tongue on her clit with an upward and downward movement. Even she was very sensitive, it didn't take long before she got wet under and began to moan in pleasure.