Is Masterbation Sinful Novels & Stories

Worse, she was masturbating, not laying with her husband, which deepened the sin. Perhaps it was his rage or heartbreak at work, (or the vow of celibacy that had ruined his family) but Mark's eyes were glued to the scene. Stella's legs were spread so wide open that her pussy lips parted naturally, glistening with arousal. Her fingers disappeared inside her tight cunt over and over with brute force, like she meant to hurt herself. "God, forgive us. Baby girl, no. Don't play with daddy's pussy. It's wrong, Stella," Mark hissed under his breath, as his cock twitched in his pants.

“Miss Susan, where do you keep the condoms?” Caleb asked. I scoffed, glancing over my shoulder as I stared at him. “I want you all to go raw,” I purred with a husky, needy voice. “It has been a long time since anyone fucked me raw, so I need you to fill this old holes with your cums.” I added, my words dripping with lust. To the three boys, the thought of fucking a mature, experienced pussy raw excited them to the core. Their cocks twitched visibly while Caleb’s dick continued to drip with precum.

“Fuck look how wet you are, schiava. It is like your body yearns for my touch and flourishes when that happens. You were meant to be for me and only me, Misha. Your body I weeping your pussy is begging for me to fuck or just touch. You want me to touch you and save you from all that pain and come. God, sometimes I think of filling your womb with my seed and watching it grows with my babies.” My master said, and for the first time, I knew that he lost control over his thoughts or the words that came out of his mouth. He has never said those words to me, and I have never thought he might say them.

Lucian’s tongue slowed, his lips dragging one last time over her swollen clit before he pulled back, his chin wet with her. He was breathing hard, chest rising and falling, eyes blazing down at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered. His fingers slid back between her legs, slick and relentless. He shoved two inside her, then three, stretching her open as her walls clenched greedily around him. Serena cried out, her back arching off the bed. Every thrust of his hand sent shocks through her body, her cunt dripping down his knuckles. She clutched the sheets, her head tossing side to side, unable to contain the raw moans spilling from her throat.

My head swam. Then it hit me—like lightning exploding through my body. My first orgasm crashed over me so violently I thought I might faint. I fucked myself harder with the candle, legs shaking, waves of pleasure ripping through my core until I couldn’t take any more. I yanked the candle out and lost control completely. Hot piss gushed from me, soaking the sheets as my body convulsed in ecstasy. When it finally stopped, shame flooded in. I had sinned. I had defiled myself. I cleaned the blood and my creamy juices off the candle, changed the sheets, and swore I would never do it again.

“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.”

"He never touched me in that way..." Babi clicked his tongue. "Lies, lies, you mortals are full of it. Never changes." He pressed his midriff close, enjoying the cringe as Isaac felt his bulbous member weighing against him. "No God can be in complete control of their urges, except myself. I have to be. My mast is revered, important." He rubbed the covered muscle against Isaac's quivering cheek. "I can't have it going soft on me." "You're worse than your minion!" Marie called; her face wrinkled in disgust. "I swear even Pol Pot had more decorum than you!"

With the internet in existence his job became very easy. All he did was buy half of the porn industries and then with adverts everywhere,peer sex talks,lots and lots of sex movies,most humans lost their virginity before they realized it .Masterbation was the world's greatest child killer addiction but no one actually talked about it.Billions maybe trillions of children were lost just for the enjoyment of their would be parents.

I slid my fingers down, slicking them in my own wetness, and began to slowly caress my cl*t right in front of his eyes. "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling. He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t.

My chest tightened. “You’re just scared of what people would say.” I opened my mouth to deny it. But no words came out. Because yes. I was scared. Scared of how fast this was happening. Scared of wanting him this much. Scared that I was already losing control. Scared of what the world would say. I was scared of everything that has to do with this sinful desire burning in my veins. Sebastian stared at me for one long second before speaking again. “The next time you kiss me…”