Loud Moaning Novels & Stories

The sound of a bed frame hitting the wall. No one else was in the house. Dylan was home and Moana was home and Richard was still at his board meeting with his very important client. And that voice. That voice was Moana's. I knew my daughter's voice. I had heard her laugh and cry and shout and whisper and sing in the shower. I knew every register, every pitch, every tone. That was her. My daughter. Moaning. In someone's bedroom. The moans were coming from Dylan's room.

Zach said quietly, voice low enough that only two of them could hear. “When’s the last time you actually relaxed? Or…” His thumb lingered at Noah’s temple. “When’s the last time someone touched you properly like you needed it, Noah? You look like you haven’t been touched in ages and that… my friend… is not right at all.” Noah’s breath caught, a sharp gasp slipping out before he could stop it, he tried to laugh it off but the sound came out strained. “Not all of us have a revolving door of admirers like you, champ.”

sounds following impact sounds from the lower body, making the moaning more pleasurable. I moved faster and faster, and under the impact that was both fast and heavy, I was almost at my limit. I didn't care how loud his moans were, or if they were mixed with some crying sounds, or if he was already trembling, I didn't stop until the moment of release. I pushed all the remaining ones deeper before I was willing to let go.

"Everyone cover your ears and move back!" Those closest to him obeyed and Alaron began to chant and move his hands, drawing as much power as he could. At last he clapped hands, and a mighty booming sound nearly crumbled the sides of the canyon. The people felt the mighty sound rumble painfully through their bodies, but the mole felt it the strongest of all. She shrieked again, this time in anguish. Sinking into the hole, The Monster retreated full speed away before another excruciating noise could attack her.

“You want everyone to hear what a filthy little girl you are? Taking your dad’s best friend raw in the hallway?” She moaned. He didn’t give her time to adjust this time. He just gripped her hips and fucked her hard, his balls slapping against her ass every time they met. The music in the hallway was low, almost a humming sound, the only audible sounds were their heavy breathing and the sound of skin meeting skin every other second. His hand reached around to press down on her clit, rubbing circles. She moaned into his hand, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Come around my cock, Camilla.” He ordered. “Show me how much you’ve wanted this.”

She could hear the lady moaning loudly. “Mmmm,ahhh,gosh!!!!” The bed moving continuously under the assault on top of it echoed in the entire room as they went on. Their sounds reverberated in the entire room. Each thrust given and met brought a creaking sound to the poor bed and their moans echoed louder. Their labored breathing and panting could be matched with their erroneous exercise. Their bodies glistened as they bathed in their own sweat. They’ve obviously been having sex for hours.

my loud moan could give people an idea of what was happening. He pulled out, almost all the way out before slamming back in and I bit my lips hard to muffle the moans. It was so loud that I could taste blood. Each thrust jolted me against the wall, each one hitting a spot deep inside that made my vision blur. The dress’s thin straps dug into my shoulders. The sound of our bodies meeting, skin slapping against skin, the sound of his low ragged breaths and my muffled whimpers, filled the whole room.

But I had a strong feeling that it was a moan. And my suspicion grew stronger as I approached the entrance, and the sound grew louder. But what puzzled me was why my heart pounded with every step I took. Was it pounding out of nervousness? As I took my last step before reaching the entrance of the bathroom, I confirmed that my suspicion was right. It was a moan! A moan not because of pain, but because of pleasure! The pleasure in their voice while moaning is really visible!

What on earth are you saying? Unexpectedly, a rumbled sounded deep in his throat. She watched as Ma’oz’s dragon form snorted a puff of smoke from its nostrils. Slowly, he started to change, his form shrunk as his shiny black scales shimmered down in size, hugging his form. She had expected sounds of cracking bones, tearing skin and muscles. Instead, all she heard was the gentle and brief sound of rustling leaves. “That is the lamest joke I have ever heard in my life!” He laughed. It was deep and throaty.

I soft moan escaped my lips. That moan turned into a loud and lewd sound that echoed all around us in the shower room. I felt heat rise to my cheeks as I blushed. If my soft moan just now could sound that loud, I couldn’t imagine how loud it would be when I cried out. Ace laughed softly as his fingertips moved to attack my erect nipples. “Ahh…Ahhh…” I began moaning a little louder as the pleasure of his teasing intensified. Ace captured my nipples in between his fingertips and then started pinching them and twirling them around while I moaned. I bit down on my lower lip to keep my lewd moans to myself. The enclosed space made my moan sound embarrassingly loud.