Female Pov Novels & Stories

"DurgShakti, I'll come back, but this is not the right time." I need to execute some plans to help Arjun, and I can't leave Pashika in the middle of her training. She's a soft-hearted but broken girl. I don't understand this world. How can anyone use women for pleasure? First, Pari (Porishma) faced horrors in her teen years. Then Kiddo (Aashmaan) in her adolescence, when her so-called family sold her to an old bastard. And now Pashika, a teenager molested by her neighbor, ten years her senior. But here, I met this palm tree with a tongue like scissors and lava inside.

Third Person POV ‎She wondered how long she could carry on. "Yes, he's actually into a lot of them, but his favorites are dildos and vibrators." She responded, her eyes closed, wincing. ‎"Oohh, he sure is adventurous," one bridesmaid said. The group cheered and took more shots. She excused myself from the room; She needed some air. ‎Lila looked on, thinking, "Clara wasn't one to talk about her sexual experiences in public."

Joseph POV. She passed before I can fuck her again. I was still hard and wanted to fuck her again, but she passed out due to my hard fucking. I was angry. No, I was burning in aggrieve when I saw how she had been trying to rip her skin. I got to know what going on in her mind. I never wanted to force her ever, but jealousy just worked on me. The whiskey she made for me was strong. It's not like I haven't tasted the strongest whiskey, but it was like burning my whole body and her touch made me feel happy. I know she doesn't want me to fuck her that's why I asked her to let me suck her boobs, and eventually, she permitted me but looking at her clean pussy made me think what if she was with som