Hedonistic Novels & Stories

When he was gazing into my eyes and his gaze flickered to my lips and his adam's apple moved, it made me think somehow I made him a bit nervous, as funny as it sound Come to think of it, even though I felt so cheated of my own snack, I'm glad it didn't happen because things would have been so awkward afterwards. I was so angry when he cheated me on the pancakes though. I fried ten and he gave me only three. I got so mad too when he took one of my most favourite fruit juice to top it all. But my anger diminished when he started drinking directly from the box. The way his adam's apple bobbed up and down in his throat made home look kinds sexy. Ugh what was my issue, I'm supposed to be watching

But as soon as I saw it, it disappeared. "You must enjoy fucking women, getting them pregnant and declining the children over some dumb reason that doesn't make any sense since you won't tell anyone what it is," I pressed. I wanted more of that hurt he was feeling, I wanted to see that he was suffering just as much as I was.

C H A P T E R 8 : T H E H O T , S W E A T Y S E X Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. Demonax. ~

He wants to make this last and I never want it to end. “Shit, you feel good,” he breathes into the base of my neck. His teeth graze my throat and I shudder from his touch. Soft moans leave my lips, joining Damien’s low sighs in a harmonious song of hedonism. The tempo increases with each stroke, and soon it is a tune of sharp cries and deep, throaty groans. I feel it growing inside of me, and my whimpers evolve into agonized yelps with his increasing length. It’s painful yet oh so pleasurable and the combination brings me to my brink. My flame is now a wildfire and only he can extinguish it. I feel it; feel it building inside me, climbing higher and higher. Damien’s expression is a mixture o

Pain, blood, and pleasure all merged into one. Ace is an adult man with a sexual disorder. He is a sadist. Sadism is a tendency or sexual desire to feel joy or satisfaction by hurting others physically or emotionally. Seeing his partner suffer and in pain is what gives Ace satisfaction. The kiss was released. Ace was about to direct his manhood, he was about to insert his own. But suddenly a voice stopped him. Julius immediately hid. Because he was not careful, he made the door slide and made a quite loud noise.

Sabrina muttered alone. “That’s good if you know.” “You’re lying.” But Cole didn’t even consider the option. He didn’t buy that third-rate excuse at all. “I am not. Rescuing poor whores from serfdom and granting them new lives? No, Dionysus was a God of Entertainment. He was perfect. Too perfect. I found myself enjoying someone having sex with another. That’s where Dionysus slips in. I am a voyeur. I enjoy watching, not engaging.”

My senses heightened, and my mind focused solely on the pleasure that he was giving me. I felt alive, more alive than I had ever been. Hades’ touch was a fire that ignited the passion within me, a force that drove me to the brink of ecstasy. He kept sucking me, and his tongue became more aggressive until I could no longer take it. “Ahhh! H-Hades!” I tried pushing his head, but he stubbornly refused, giving me more pleasure that I couldn't take anymore. “S-Stop! C-Can’t take it—ohhh!” My plea fell on deaf ears as he continued devouring me, draining all my energy left. “So gooood! Ohhh! S-Something’s coming!”

"It's all an act. They took them in to get back at both of you, then they realised the girls could come in handy for their next big drug deal. They knew all about what happened with Dreads. He blames Kacey for Dreads' death." "What are they planning to do?" "Use their new drug in them" I clenched my fists. "And what is this..new drug?" I asked, through gritted teeth. "It's an aphrodisiac. It helps stimulate your libido by 1000. It is supposed to make you more horny and want sex every hour of every day." My eyes flickered angrily, my fists were a pale ghostly white colour and I felt my veins popping. I could only imagine how Daniel was feeling right now.

A pleased smile swept across his face. He squeezed his fingers between her legs and stroked her pussy through her soaking panties. Was it too early to say he was growing addicted to her taste, her warmth and her sweet moans ? He liked sex but more than that, he liked killing. He was a fanatic who derived great pleasure in shedding blood. Having people at his feet, begging for life fills him with immense joy. Nothing could top the thrill of seeing his bullets drilling into his enemies' flesh. He was addicted to the pleasure it gave him. The pleasure of flesh always came second. But with her, it felt different. She was so soft, so accomodating and so responsive, he couldn't help but feel addic

Some of it was just nasty and degraded all involved, others had looked exciting, sensual, and some of it had seemed hedonistic. Some of it, well some of it was obviously the result of people losing all control and had seemed wildly erotic. Id gone through lists: lesbian sex, straight sex, orgies, doms and subs; classic porn and new porn, some even labeled ladies porn, meant for the discerning woman. Id watched it all, and Id found a lot of it intriguing, but maybe not for me. I always went back to one category, no matter what, though.