Is Masterbation Sinful Novels & Stories

"Doesn't sound like a connection to me. She could have been about to cheat on her husband for all you know. Sorry, but I think you've wasted your time." Gabriel exhaled a deep sigh. "Perhaps. But God sent me to you this day, so it isn't a total loss. I know a great burden must weigh heavy on your heart, Mr. Harvey. Such burdens tend to lead men to do things they wouldn't normally do. The path to Hell is paved with good intentions, and desperation leads to the first step." It was as if Gabriel could see right through Cole's facade. Maybe Cole wasn't the only one with a bullshit detector.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

“Moaning our names while you played with that needy little pussy right next to your husband.” Cane smirked, palming the huge bulge in his sweatpants. “Your body is fucking sinful, sweetheart. Those heavy tits, that soft belly, that fat ass… made for real men to worship. Not whatever the hell Seth is doing to you.” Heat flooded my core again. My nipples stiffened visibly against the thin fabric. I pulled the covers up to my chest, shame burning my face. “This is wrong,” I whispered, voice trembling. “I’m a married woman. Your brother’s wife. My family… our faith… this is a sin. I can’t.”

“Most men bathe once or twice a month if that, and even then, they do so in their shirts. The priests of the One God believe that bathing encourages sinfulness, and nudity… Well… They may not be wrong. I am feeling very sinful.” Thaelen stepped out of the water, letting it run from him onto the cloths laid upon the floor, reaching up to wring it from his hair. “Would my Lady care to sin?” He cupped his c-ck, encouraging it to hardness, stroking base to tip and down again. “I am very well versed in many forms of sinning.” “So, I can see,” she replied watching him tease his own flesh. “Bring yourself to orgasm vampire. Let me watch it.”

Fuck that was hot. My attention was drawn back to Master, who gave me an evil sort of grin and told me how filthy I was. Hmm, yes. Yes I was and he loved to dirty me up. He pulled out a tube of lube and I would shiver if I had any give in the ropes that held me. Daniel spun me around, so I was no longer facing the crowd. Instead, they could see what Daniel was doing. He was going to fuck my ass. I felt him notch there and slowly slide in. I know I flushed red. They would see him filling my dark hole and I thought about being embarrassed, but then he was pounding me. I heard his grunts as he grabbed the ropes and pulled me onto his cock over and over. I'm glad he let me orgasm earlier. I coul

“Now ride him. His face. While he’s still soaked.” Liane dropped, mounted Gabriel’s face, and cried out as his tongue found her again. Mistress sat back on the throne and spread her legs. “All of you. Watch me cum.” They did. Her fingers circled her clit, slow, precise. She watched Liane tremble, watched Eren sag, watched Gabriel give every last bit of himself. Then Mistress threw her head back and moaned — low, guttural, victorious. Her orgasm rolled through the room like thunder.

Every sound, every shadow, every heartbeat that had screamed my name in terror, came back to me with painful clarity. It had been a week of stolen calm. A week where I had let myself believe, for even a fleeting moment, that desire could coexist with safety. But the world we lived in didn’t forgive weakness. It didn’t tolerate mistakes. And it certainly didn’t forgive betrayal. Flashback – A Week Ago

" Fuck, the need to call each man into this room and let them see what I can do to this body of yours and claim you in front of them is so tempting baby girl. You fucking tempt me to do sinful things to this delicate body of yours." "Arghh!!! Master." I moaned. "Fucking slut, you would like that, won't you. You fucking will." With those last words, we came hard. "You are unholy."

The Mothers called such things corruptions of the flesh, I immediately turned my head away. “I’m sorry,” I whispered shakily. “I didn’t mean to—” “Watch,” the Master interrupted softly. Fear tightened inside my chest. “I cannot, Master.” “You must.” His voice sharpened slightly. “A wife should understand how to please her husband.” The room suddenly felt suffocating and too small, i stared desperately at the floor while shame and confusion twisted violently inside me, the Mothers spent our entire lives condemning desire as sinful, yet now the Master called this sacred, holy and necessary, nothing made sense anymore, the Master moved closer until I could smell the heavy scent of incense and a

"I think I understand," Father Daniels cut me off. "That is all, erm, very different." Then there was an awkward silence. "Having intercourse with a married woman is something that God would not approve of. However, with the husband being aware, that does make it better." "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I've done a lot of sinning. Am I a lost cause?" "Not at all," Father Daniels told me. "Everyone has their own secrets like this. Lust is one of the hardest sins to not commit. You should not chastise yourself for committing acts many others have committed."