Libra Asmr Nude Novels & Stories

“The Luna sent me.” My brow furrowed. “Sent you… for what?” She approached the bed and laid the folded fabric across it with careful hands - a fresh shift, clean and white, and beneath it, something else. A long, soft garment the colour of cream, with sleeves and a tie at the waist. “A robe,” Mira explained. “She said you should have something to wear in your room that doesn’t…” Her voice trailed off, but she didn’t need to finish. Doesn’t declare what you are. I swallowed. “That was… generous of her.”

she whimpered, her voice carrying clearly across the theatre. The audience was captivated. Several men in the front rows shifted in their seats, their eyes locked on Lila. Her innocent face was flushed with arousal, cheeks pink and eyes half-closed in bliss. Her fingers moved faster, plunging deeper into her wet cúnt. The wet, squelching sounds of her masturbátion mixed with her rising moans, creating a symphony of pure lust.

Bottles of scented oils and a tray of soft feathers waited on a side stand. “Tonight we chart the Surface Routes,” he said, voice calm and precise. “Full body topography. Warm oils to heighten sensitivity, feathers for light stimulation. You will narrate the intensity and location of every sensation as I map the pleasure highways. Lie on your back, arms above your head.” I removed the coat and lay down naked on the leather surface. Lucian secured my wrists in soft padded cuffs attached to the top of the table, then gently spread my legs and secured my ankles, leaving me open and exposed under the warm lights.

{ FLASHBACK START} {WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAH} After helping her climb inside the bathtub he climbing behind her. Leonidas entered inside the tub and pulled Aurora towards him with her back resting in front of his chest as he helped her relaxed and feel better as he slowly massaged her shoulders. While Aurora was feeling so shy that she couldn't even open her eyes and look at him but his massage worked like magic making an involuntary moan to leave her lips. Leonidas's hands stopped a bit for a second after hearing that moan before he started massaging as he felt his half erection turning into a hard one.

Lira looked up at me and blinked her eyes, certainly not getting me. “Pardon?” She asked genuinely ignorant. “My thighs,” I said as I tapped on it. She nodded before going back down and taking my legs into her arms. She slowly began rubbing her soft palm all over my thighs and I could feel my body responding to it in ways it shouldn't. I held unto her palm and slowly pushed it up further in between my legs feeling my whole hormones spark up in excitement. Sorry hormones, this ain't Alpha Knox, you about to get fucked by a softer hands.

Lena kissed us both through it, murmuring praises. We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, breaths ragged, bodies glistening with sweat. But even then, the night wasn’t over. After a few minutes of lazy cuddling—kisses and soft touches—Lena reached for my nightstand again. This time, she pulled out my favorite vibrator, the one I’d confessed to them about during one of our late-night truths. “Time to really take you apart,” she said with a wicked grin. Sage pinned my hands above my head gently but firmly, her body weight holding me down as Lena teased the buzzing toy along my inner thighs, over my sensitive clit, then slowly inside me.

she moaned. “I guess you have been quite patient,” Liv replied and while still licking Isabella’s nipples, she lowered one hand to her knickers which were already damp. She rubbed her fingers against the soft lacy lingerie and induced more wetness. Then dropping to her knees she picked up a vibrator, a silver coloured, bullet shaped example, and held it against Isabella’s lips through the material. Isabella twitched with pleasure, a pleasure that was heightened when Liv pulled the crotch of her knickers to one side and teased the outer lips with the toy. Finally she lightly pushed it up into Isabella’s hood and engaged her clit, while plunging her tongue deep inside her lover’s cunt.

But my pulse doesn’t believe it. I reach for the drawer, pull out the thick, curved glass vibrator I save for the highest payers. The chat erupts in frantic $2 and $5 spam. I don’t look. LeatherLurker tipped $800. LeatherLurker: when you come, scream my name LeatherLurker: beg like I’m right behind you I freeze, glass cool against my thigh. He’s not here. He can’t be. But the words crawl under my skin anyway.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.