Edge Play Novels & Stories

After a quick cleanup, Marcus positioned them on the couch. Ethan on his back, Marcus beside him, propped on one elbow. "Edging," Marcus explained, his hand already wrapping around Ethan's recovering cock, "is the practice of bringing someone right to the edge of orgasm, then stopping. Building them up again. Over and over. It makes the eventual orgasm incredibly intense. But more importantly, it teaches control. Discipline. The ability to hold back when your body is screaming for release."

These kids were Annie’s brothers, and if I was gonna win over the Davies family, I needed them on my side too. “Hey, guys,” I said, stepping in, keeping my tone casual. “What’s the game?” They glanced at me, their expressions guarded, almost suspicious. Stephen, the one with the slightly messier hair, didn’t even pause the game. “It’s Racer’s Edge,” he said, his voice flat. “And we’re kinda busy.” “Yeah,” Daniel chimed in, his eyes flicking to me before going back to the screen. “Caleb’s way better at this. He used to play with us all the time.”

So maybe, you could give me a heads-up next time you think about going on random play dates with unknown people! ‘I just wanted to help out for god sakes.’ ‘You do that by staying the fuck alive!’ ‘You blaming me now? Are you fucking blaming me? forgive me for not wanting to fold my hands and wait but you are not the one who gets to live in fear every goddamn day. You’re not the one who just realized that you may be missing some piece of your memory. You’re not the one wearing this fucking shoe Flynn, so don’t you dare act like you know where it hurts!’

"You should teach me how to be Human," Cyfrin said and continued to munch on the rotting apple that was sitting on my counter for the past few weeks now. "I like that you're not fighting against me anymore, Earthling. Smart choice," It's not like I am given much of a choice here. Its either I agree and I live or I disagree and I get killed. I looked at him with a disgusted look on my face and snatched the rotten apple off his hands. "You do realize this is already rotten and not safe for human consumption, right?"

“Do you think I am DYING to stand in your territory?!” I growled furiously, “I am tired of you bullying me. Just sign those papers and I will be out of your hair within the next second!” The very next moment, Edge stomped forward, leaving no space between our bodies. I didn’t even have the time to step back as he grabbed my waist, bent his head, and hissed in a low pitch, “HOW. DARE. YOU?”

"I'm glad you asked. Edging is a control technique in which your sexual partner decides when you can reach orgasm. For men, this method can be used to train your body to last longer before ejaculation. For women, it can help you reach orgasm more easily. It's also a method of increasing the intensity of your orgasm." He turned to his desk and dropped his hand to the textbook that had lived there since the first day of class. "You will all read about this tonight. Chapter twenty-seven. Tomorrow, we will discuss every aspect of erotic control. No, your experiments with each other will not be graded, but you will be expected to work with the same person for the next few sessions." The man pause

Everyone is gloomy and sad, a melancholic atmosphere prevailing in the arena just like it should but I still can't feel the agony, I still can't shed a tear, I don't feel sad. It comes to me as a surprise to see that Gabriel is also crying. I've always seen him as an angry young man who is tough and buff, who is ready to throw hands every now and then. Well, shame on them who say only the weakest cries while I find no tears at the corner of my eyes or maybe I'm not that weak as I think. "How long will it take? It's getting boring!" Scarlet exclaims, wetting her fingers on her tongue and then putting them under her eye to make it look like she is crying actual tears.

The man is already in action down there. "Ssh ... Ahh ..." Caramel sighed, spontaneously. Kenzo's tongue began to lick Caramel's lower body, repeatedly. Then Kenzo crushed and invaded the whole in Caramel's crotch. He pressed hard with his tongue, causing Caramel to scream out loud. "Stop ... Stop ... Stop ..." Caramel chanted. There is no tenderness or love in their play. Kenzo provides pain and pleasure mingled into one. "I said stop !!" screamed Caramel with all his might.

Either way, Isaac was shocked that Edgar can fight him well. Isaac looked at his enemy. ‘Is he an Alpha too?’ he guessed. Carrying his blade in hammer grip. Isaac moved it like a swashbuckler's sword. He drifted swiftly like a hungry beast and then attacked in front angle using his double-edged sword. To defend his quick attack, Edgar swung his double-edged blade in an ice pick grip.

“Your baggage is my baggage. And mine is yours.” Archer runs his hand over my hair. “You don’t have any baggage.” “I do,” I insist. “And I’d feel better if I confessed.” Archer purses his lips, trying not to laugh. “Should I prepare myself for the skeletons in your closet?” “Just don’t judge me.” “I’ll do my best.” “I used to be really into competitive robot fighting. Like really into it.” Archer looks at me, blinks, and raises an eyebrow. “That’s a real thing?”