Hedonistic Novels & Stories

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

Hell no,Rinna only cussed silently in response and with her face scrunched up in disgust she followed Cassie. The club was filled with the stench of alcohol and sex which probably made her want to puke everything she had just eaten and to make matters worse the further they walked the darker the room became....the only light source seemed to be the glittering disco balls hanging from the ceiling and the different colored spotlights shining everywhere.

POV. Isabella Di’Giotanno. After our incredible night, I learned that one reason I chose them as my mates is because they make me feel safe and that safety has to do with how strong they are. Dominance leads to preservation of the species, and I loved every second of them dominating me.

DeadGirlWalking: You’re homicide-for-hire and you’re calling me dark? SleepingBeast: Touche. SleepingBeast: Though, for the record, I’m not for hire. You won’t pay me a cent. And I’m not homicidal. I classify my services as assisted suicide adjacent. DeadGirlWalking: Did you hear that? It was my snort of skeptical derision. You get off on killing people. Pretty sure that makes you homicidal. Or is there another name for it if it’s a kink? DeadGirlWalking: Found it. Apparently you’re a Erotophonophiliac (Erotophonophilian?) God, what a mouthful.

Sloane screamed, the feeling of being filled so completely by him triggering a wave of pleasure that made her entire body shudder. He began to hammer into her, his pace fast and relentless, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the quiet room. He wasn't being gentle; he was fucking her with a raw, animalistic hunger, each thrust designed to break her further. Sloane clung to him, her nails scratching his shoulders, her voice reduced to broken whimpers and pleas for more. She loved the way he dominated her, the way he took everything she had and still demanded more, turning her into a shaking, needy creature that only existed for his pleasure.

Every time she did this, he wanted to thrust himself upwards and impale her hard. “This one is good for class papers.” He said as he moved to her neck, and he sucked gently at her skin. “For the bigger tasks, I think I will have you completely naked on the desk spread wide for my hand. Then I will finger fuck you after each one until you are so close to cumming. Then I will eat you completely out. Then I will have you on the desk and your legs wide as I finish the work. I will fuck the hell out of you. A reward to both of us for getting the job done. The possibilities with you as my assistant are really endless with the little incentives you could give me to get all the work done quickly. Yo

Even though the room consisted of three main colors; black, white, and grey, it still found a way to look lively yet sophisticated. On the walls were beautiful posters and art pieces and the furniture was just exquisite. “I've already placed the clothes I bought at the store in your bedroom,” Allison said. Arya smiled in approval and nodded her head. “Ok. Thank you.” Arya thanked Allison once again. Even if the woman was rude and arrogant, she still had to be polite. After all, Allison would be her future sister-in-law; if everything goes according to plan. “Yeah...whatever. I’ll be leaving now.” Allison said then made her way towards the door.

I say with an eyeroll and we dive into our regular sweet conversation about nothing and everything, With nadia around me i am happy she always have a way of lighten up my mood its like a talent she has, i really do love her, i wishe fate isn't as cruel as it is to me. Hananu sorry but today acting is over😓hafiz take time fah i like you but my hanan deserve happiness she really care about you😏. Don't forget to vote, comment and tag a friend to read "Afflictive desires".

I greedily sucked his cock down my throat, eager to taste the man I’d been fantasizing about for so long. I wanted to be their one and only girl, to satisfy their every carnal need. I wanted to know, no matter where we were or what we were doing, that I could make them hard with a look because they loved fucking me above anyone else. It was crazy and beautiful and ultimately fucked up and I didn’t care. We were wild, hedonistic beasts and we wanted nothing more than to writhe against one another, drenched in each other’s fluids. God, it was sick and twisted — and I couldn’t get enough.

They are relentless. Everything about this moment is filthy and wrong and clandestine. This man is over a decade older than me. He's making me pay for his generosity with my body. The rough usage of it. And that should anger and disgust me. But those threads of hedonism inside of me are beginning to glow golden, instead, and I find my ankles hooking at the small of his back, a low, purring whimper coming from my throat. Oh. He's so deep.