Erotic Pleasures Novels & Stories

His hands explored my body as he slid into me slowly. "Oh god..." He smirked. "And you say my moan is sexy." He moved his hips back and forth, making my eyes roll back in pleasure. "I just love to explore your body. I can never get enough." I shivered and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him against my body. "Then get some more." "With pleasure," Erys moved his hips faster as he kissed me and licked my lips. "I love how you feel." He moved slow and deep, making me dig my claws into his back. He growled, turning me on more.

The intensity of our kiss reflected our unquenchable thirst for the pleasure we craved, setting the stage for the decadent desires that were about to unfold. Each touch, each stroke pushed him closer to the edge of ecstasy. His body trembled with desperate longing. The sensations surged through him like waves of pleasure and frustration, intensifying the erotic tension that enveloped the room. His breath hitched as he teetered on the edge, his desire mounting with every tantalizing tease, his submission deepening. He was acutely aware that his pleasure was entirely in my hands, and he was nothing but a helpless vessel caught in the throes of agonizing pleasure.

The look of lust, yet power and dominance oozing out of him right now made me quiver, Eros suddenly goes in to kneel between my legs, Planting kisses along my sensitive skin, he begins just above my knee and works his way up gradually. Every region his lips graze over lights me on fire. He licks and nips at my flesh, sending electric shocks without delay between my legs. Liquid heat pools in my core, and I moan uncontrollably. This is his revenge. He’s taking his time, torturing me with pleasure.

She said and I shoved my shafts inside her. Her eyes rolled when I jab it again inside her. This time the rhythm is intense. I clamp my hands on her neck while moving in. Ara sat above Eden's face and shove her wetness against it. Eden released her tongue out and lick her clit. Ara grind her hips on Eden's face while her tongue was coming inside her hole. She moans when Eden trusted her long tongue inside her in the fastest way. "Shit, yeah like that, ahhh!" Ara screams in pleasure when Eden went deeper inside her.

She had been right, another woman was better placed to know exactly what was needed and when, as well as being aware of the tenderness with which each stimulation needed to be executed with, together with an awareness of every nook and cranny where an erogenous zone could be located. The feel of two sets of fingers both busily fucking my two holes, while her mouth and tongue played havoc with my clit was enough to bring me over the edge and I bit hard on my hand to stifle the scream that followed, my whole body shook uncontrollably, as I writhed like a worm on the end of a hook, almost passing out with the absolute pleasure as my cunt let out a gush of hot thick clear fuck juice, which cover

Eric couldn’t help but feel excited as he observed her. He briefly closed his eyes, trying to regain his composure. He always prioritised a woman’s pleasure, but he was so aroused that he risked reaching climax before Cat did. Closing his eyes wasn’t helping, so he needed to intensify her pleasure. He opened his eyes and moved his hand to where they joined, using two fingers to spread her lips, running them around his erection and getting them wet with her arousal. He then spread it up to where he needed it.

The look of lust, yet power and dominance oozing out of him right now made me quiver, Eros suddenly goes in to kneel between my legs, Planting kisses along my sensitive skin, he begins just above my knee and works his way up gradually. Every region his lips graze over lights me on fire. He licks and nips at my flesh, sending electric shocks without delay between my legs. Liquid heat pools in my core, and I moan uncontrollably. This is his revenge. He’s taking his time, torturing me with pleasure.

Embarrassment making my palms sweat. After chatting our heads off, and just having a good time, the party kicked off. There were four gorgeous strippers - A gigantic black dude who looked like he lived at the gym, a bearded lumberjack looking guy, a ripped white man who looked like Clark Kent, and lastly the Latin guy covered in tats eye fucking me. The way they moved their bodies made my pussy clench. Their hips thrusted like their fucking into a woman's buttery snatch. My body zinged with pleasure.

Fred's eyes gleamed with triumph as he watched my reaction, his breath coming in harsh pants against my neck, his free hand pinning my hip down to angle himself deeper. The friction and heat between us escalated with every movement, his low chuckle vibrating through me as he growled, “That's it, Rafa—feel every fucking inch,” pushing me closer to the brink. My fingers tightened on my cock, pumping in time with his thrusts, the dual rhythms syncing into a chaotic symphony of pleasure that made my toes curl and my head thrash from side to side. The room spun with the sheer force of it all, every nerve ending on fire as he kept hitting that spot relentlessly.