Clit Torture Hentai Novels & Stories

From the nightstand, nipple clamps proper adjustable jaws with rubber teeth. Lucy whimpered anticipation as he positioned them, the bite sinking slow, pressure building till stars burst, peaks flattening under vise. Chains linked them, dangling heavy between her cleavage. Trent tugged experimentally pain lancing sweet, her clit twitching response. "Ride me now, torture your own tits." She straddled eagerly, pussy hovering his reviving cock still semi-hard, slick with their mess. Sinking down inch by girth, the stretch renewed burning, clamps swinging with descent, yanking peaks taut.

When he brushes the tip over my clit, pleasure hits my core. “You’re such a slut, Luna,” he says, his words coming to me through a gushing noise in my ears. As if to validate the statement, I curl my fingers around the lapels of his jacket, instinctively holding on. He taps my clit two, three times with the head of his cock, a light reprimand. A sweet punishment. “But you’re my slut.” Proving the point, he tears into me. I think I may pass out, and not from a lack of air. The way it hurts is excruciating. My lips part, but no sound escapes. It’s the worst torture, being torn in two.

He drew delicate circles with his finger on my clitoris sending waves upon waves of madness running through me. "You like it." His voice was low and full of so much lust. I just nodded in response. I was unable to talk as my mouth trembled in unison with my whole body. My pussy was soaking wet and begging, pleading, demanding to be fucked senseless. As Hansel played with my clitoris, his second hand moved around me grabbing my big round ass. He squeezed and the ass melted like cake under his brutal touch. My whole body was burning for his.

"You'll cum when my cock is buried deep in this tight pussy. Not before." He curled his fingers again, rubbing that spot inside me, and his thumb found my clit. He circled it slowly, building the pressure again. I was writhing beneath him, my body trembling, right on the edge. And then he stopped again. I let out a frustrated scream, my hands fisting in the sheets. But he was relentless, keeping me right on the edge without letting me fall. His tongue would circle my clit, then he'd suck it into his mouth just as I was about to come, only to pull back and start the torture all over again. His fingers pumped inside me, slow and deep, stretching me, preparing me.

This time her screaming and begging become louder. "Please, don't touch me there," she said crying. He ignores her and started rubbing his fingers on her most delicate part. He is moving his fingers up and down on her clitoris. He tries to push his two-finger inside her. But her core is too much tight that he can't insert his one finger properly. "You are too much tight. It would be fun to fuck your tight core" Saying that he spreads her legs, completely exposing her. He places his head between her legs and started biting her inner thigh. He is such a monster that he even bites her labia. He sucked her pussy viciously. She can't tolerate this anymore. She is praying to God to stop this tortu

Being tortured by pain was one thing - being tortured by pleasure was another entirely. “Stop, stop, stop,” I whispered, unable to help myself. Almost certain that I couldn’t suffer through yet another second of this miserable torment, he came at me again. Spluttering and groaning, my clitoris so sensitive it could barely be touched without pain, he took no mercy on me, diving in for yet another round.

His gaze took on a wicked look as he lowered his head down and licked from the bottom of my slit up slowly to my clit as if he were savoring the way I tasted. I threw my head back and cried out as the fires inside me blazed out of control. He pressed on one side of my clit, forcing the engorged nub further out of its hiding spot, leaving it vulnerable to his tongue as it lapped and flicked at it. My hips jerked restlessly against his mouth until he laid one powerful arm across it. God, he tortured me over and over again, bringing me to the edge before stopping then starting again. "Oh god! Please! Tohr! Please, I need- please!" I begged him, unable to take it anymore.

He holds my thighs firmly in place keeping me prisoner underneath his powerful mouth as he continues his onslaught. My torso begins to buck and thrash off the bed, my overstimulated clit begging for reprieve, but he keeps me trapped, forcing my body to endure the most brutal and exquisite torture it has ever known. My body throws itself back like a rag doll, arching as I yank at his hair with what would be enough force to rip the strands from the roots if he were human, but they hold as strong as his mouth on my clit and quickly I feel another earth shattering orgasm explode from my body as my animalistic cries fill my tiny loft.

He licked my clit at a quick pace while his fingers were thrusting inside me, and my velvet walls sucked his fingers helplessly, oh how that can make Toshiro finish right here and then. Toshiro's fingers were scissored inside while his tongue and thumb rubbed my clit. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach like butterflies, but it was different, and I felt like peeing instead. I moaned as I came, squirting at him. "Fuck that's hot." His eyes widened as he only continued fucking me with his fingers and tongue. I tried to push him off from being sensitive but he only held my thighs tighter, and I know for sure it'll leave bruises.

He fisted her, stretching her beyond limits. Hinata's eyes rolled back as if she would give up the ghost soonest, her mouth open but no sound was heard only salivating and drooling like she was having seizures. “See how you took it all…that's why I love fucking men…you bitches ain't worth any shit…but I do enjoy torturing your pretty fragile souls”. Hinata was on an edge to give up. She couldn't even shout out, but her weak red eyes were yelling out for help.