Hedonistic Novels & Stories

She countered and he laughed. "How about I drive you to a hotel and hand you over to someone else, you'll be lucky to get released without paying any ransom" "But..but..but" "I’m poor, I need money to get rich and also get more strippers" He taunted. "Why do you like strippers? are they better than other girls?. Strippers are the cheapest you could afford I guess” "You see, yes. Strippers are sexier, great lovers and also they drive you insane" He whispered into her ear and opened the room.

Another synonym for chocoholics, because it should concentrate chocolate and sugar to leave them like a colorful popsicle, with confetti, and it jumped from illegal factories to the kitchen of the family home, with deaths from sodomy and cannibalism, sex for more than 36 hours, cooking the man with pheromones and sex waves, which made them combust and kill the woman.

Then, he pulled me up and hugged me tight while I wrapped my arms around his neck. “It was so good, babe, thank you.” Instead of getting mad, I pitied him. If it were not for his disorder, he would have enjoyed it better than this. And I would have been happier and satiated. Yet, he was already enjoying those quick and hurried methods of satisfaction. “Zed, I’m not done yet. Can you help me?”

I cried out in pain. He pulled me by my hairs and brought me closer to him. He grabbed me from behind and cupped my face. "Humans or wolves, angels or devils, no one could ever resist my charms, my power, my beauty. You think you can get away so easily? After all these years, I finally found the one who can make me surpass my own charms, I could never think that anyone could ever make me feel like this, anyone would ever be able to make me interested in them, because I was so full of myself. I never thought anyone could ever fulfill my standards. How can you even think of rejecting me? I am an alpha. I didn't ask for your opinion. If an alpha wants something, he gets it. A mere wolf like you

"Please fuck me harder! I love the feeling of your massive cock, sliding in and out of me!" "Good girl." His hand fisted into my hair, while the other tossed the remote onto the bed. Then he picked the slicked-up dildo and brought it to my ass, shoving it in with one brutal thrust. "You really are just a cum dump waiting for cock, look at how your asshole swallowed that thick dildo!" His palms crashed against my ass, hard. The second spank was hard enough to make me wince too. "Aren't you? Aren't you a cock-hungry bitch just waiting to be filled."

Uses pleasure as a tool of control. SEBASTIAN: The most brutally physical. Fucks hard and fast without preamble. Wants to hear her cry. Enjoys degradation and pain play within negotiated limits. Least psychological, most primal. Doesn't apologize for his desires. Direct and crude. Uses her body like equipment, but equipment he treasures.

My hips slammed back against him, taking his cock deeper into my clit. "Is that don't and stop? Or don't stop?" Dominic chuckled, that deep sadistic laugh that had caught my attention since the first day he hired me. "Don't answer that, I know what you want." Dominic pulled me off the table, gripping my breasts hard while thrusting forward, taking me deeper with each one. The cold press of his fingers against my skin, his breath on my neck and his cock in my pussy all became too much. My orgasm slammed into me like a brick wall, and a small scream escaped me, barely muffled by the overwhelming pleasure and the exhaustion that followed right after.

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

He touched my leg and my eyes moved up to his, instantly. “You want him?” He asked me. “What do…. What do I do with him?” I asked him, practically stumbling over my words. He got on the bed, between my legs. He bit his bottom lip again, driving me crazy. “Suck him.” He said, leaning down. “Kiss him, lick him…..Ride him, cum on him.” His mouth was near my ear now and my breathing hitched. I was so nervous. “His job? He’s supposed to pleasure you and make feel nothing, but pleasure until your body covers him with that warm bodily fluid your body releases once it’s spot has been stabbed, repeatedly.”

—JASMINE. - I know that Hades often takes pleasure in the misfortunes of others, reveling in their suffering with a wicked sense of delight. But when it comes to Denzel, his fascination goes far beyond mere enjoyment. It's an all-consuming obsession that captivates him, sending his satisfaction into a frenzy of ecstasy and euphoria.