Midnight Pleasure Novels & Stories

A girl replied, "Yeah, I've seen it too. It seemed that they wanted to kick her out of the entertainment industry. Her fans are starting to turn against her and the comments about her on the Internet are all extremely malicious!" Adeline and Chloe glanced at each other in silence and gave a knowing smile. "I also heard that Lydia Fisher did wrong by someone. She was mysteriously shipped off to the Midnight Club in Afrisco yesterday," the thin middle-aged man said softly. Midnight Club in Afrisco was a renowned brothel. It was named Midnight because all the deals made at the club were done in the dark. Girls who were sent there not only had to entertain mainly in s*xual ways but would also be

Shit! The climax hit me brutally unannounced, an explosion of ecstasy that made me cry out even more loudly than the burgeoning storm outside as it rippled through my shaking body. Each strand of fiber and muscle over me trembled viciously, shook in spasms, and my entire thoughts shut down. All was lost. My ability to think, to form words, and to experience the white-hot haze of pleasure until his mouth released my pearl in a delicious squelching sound, dragging my engorge clit between his teeth before he let it go. Damn it!

Chapter 4: Midnight Tease The clock on my nightstand glowed 2:17 a.m., red digits mocking my insomnia. The manor creaked like an old lover settling into bed—winds rattling the ivy against windows, distant rain pattering the slate roof. I'd tossed for hours, sheets tangled around my legs, pussy still tender from the bath-time wank, clit hypersensitive from Daddy's stare. Dreams fragmented: Jake's thigh grind morphing into Richard's box-lifting gropes, their cocks duelling inside me. Woke drenched, nightie rucked up to my waist, fingers sticky from a half-conscious clit rub. Thirst clawed my throat—proper thirst, not just for water—and the kitchen fridge called with its chilled bottles.

The night air wraps around me instantly, cool and crisp. I sink down onto the cushioned lounge chair, pulling the blanket over myself. The breeze kisses my skin, gently, while the moonlight bathes everything in a soft, calming radiance. My eyelids grow heavy almost immediately. Within minutes, consciousness slips away like sand through my fingers, and I drift into a deep, dreamless sleep. A warm touch grazes my chin. The feeling is feather-light at first, then it grows bolder, drifting slowly downward, tracing the line of my throat before settling just above the swell of my breasts.

Every inch buried deep within me, his hips flush against my own. I cried out in pleasure as his hard thrusts worked away from the burning need inside me and his grip on my hips tightened into a sweet pain. Our moans filled the room, as we moved together picking up the pace, climbing towards our release, crashing over the edge and spiralling back down together. Breathless and exhausted we collapsed in a heap on the bed. The storm still raging outside, and within moments we were asleep. *****

A slow stir of pleasure was drumming around me despite the pain that gripped at me. His mouth nibbled on my neck. "How does it feel, Sia?" His tone was unfathomably low and thick. "Hmm," my eyes turned to him dreamily. "I like the way your pussy clench my dick," he said to my ears, "like it feels right to be inside you." He continued. "I never knew a pleasure like this existed," I gasped when he forced in a slam. Though painful, it was spiced with pleasure. He looked into my eyes, "want me to come harder?"

I turned slowly and Madam Pika was standing right there looking irritated, she frowned and walked away slowly. "What is wrong with everyone today?", Bubby said and Beatrice laughed from afar, "the party is 1 hour away, everything has been set, let's go have a cool bath, dress up and resume our serving duty, today is going to be real hectic!", Bubby said walking out with the bottle of wine, if Bubby was fine with her chores, why can't I be?. ////////////////////////////////////////////// POV(FIONA), I walked down straight to the beach in my uniform heading to the serving point, darkness had took over the day and the moon came to light it up, it was a full moon tonight, and it was somewhat spe

And I walk to the door but before I open it I dim the light to set the mood more sensually. "Password?" I ask, sticking out only one side of my face. Midnight has wet hair and looks excited as she answers, "Vendetta," "Come in, Miss. Welcome to your love nest." Midnight enters looking almost as uncomfortable as Baxter, but almost as excited as I am. A strange mix. I close the door and clear my throat as she walks over to the board and admires my work. "This is..." she tries to hide it but I can see she doesn't quite understand what's in front of her eyes, "Nice."

"Who. And I think Dallas may be right. By the time we're finished tomorrow, you'll be primed for the next level of the pleasure principle." She yawned. "Just what is the pleasure principle?" "Striving to constantly attain the highest level of pleasure possible. And that's what we've got in store for you, princess. Meanwhile, close your eyes and get some sleep." As she drifted off Tracie's last thought was how lucky she was the day Pete Montgomery had turned out to be her new boss.

Arc 28: Deep End The pool is private. Heated. Lit from below, that specific blue-green glow that turns everything underwater into something else entirely. It's midnight and the resort is quiet and I've been in this water for twenty minutes doing things that have nothing to do with swimming. My bikini bottom is pushed to the side. My fingers are working slow circles on my clit and my head is tipped back against the pool edge and my lips are parted and I am completely, selfishly absorbed in my own pleasure in a pool I thought was empty.