Moaning Emoji Novels & Stories

A moan. It’s low, guttural, a sound of profound pleasure that rips through the forced silence. It's not a sound of distress, not a sound of pain. It’s a betraying sound, a soft, involuntary utterance that seems to rise from the deepest, most hidden part of her. It’s a sound that betrays herself, betraying her hatred, betraying her forced submission, betraying everything she has fought so desperately to hold onto. His eyes widen for a fraction of a second, a jolt of shock and something else—a dark, triumphant satisfaction—rippling through him. The sound hangs in the air, a devastating admission, a terrifying promise.

breathe and moan. Don’t give a fuck about who might hear you... you are giving your own body what it needs and it is nobody else’s damn business. Yes, yes... make those fingers work, rub up and down all over your wet pussy, swirl over those soft moist lips, torture your rampant clit, slide that slender finger in deeper. Yeah, moan... and gasp... and reach for sexual heights you’ve never before dreamed of. Oh, yeah... go, girl. Let me hear you moan and gasp. Oh, fuck yeah. You’re doing so well, baby.

He didn't know what to say but the way Zach was looking at his lips made him think Zach already knew the answer. Suddenly, the phone lit up again with another call from Marcus. This time, Zach grabbed it angrily, stood up, and walked away to answer it. Noah was left alone in the quiet gym, his heart pounding, dealing with the frustrating ache between his legs.

Her gasp of approval and moan of pleasure had me shivering with a greater need to make her moan louder. “Oh fuck! Oh… that feels” moan. “So good.” Another moan. “Yes! eat it good.” If I got any harder than I already was, it would be a medical problem. I was grunting and moaning in discomfort and a need to satisfy my heightening need for release.

I moan again, my lip flying beneath my teeth as a sharp heat and pain break over my clit, yet I'm pushing myself closer against his whip of a tongue, begging for more. "What did you say? Jane?" Her voice was almost becoming rough. Fuck! he's taken my hearing away. "Mum, can I... Ccccc... cccaa... Call you back?" "No you are going to tell me what the hell is goi–" I drop the phone at once and a loud compressed moan escapes my throat. I don't remember ever moaning that loud. Ever. "You asshole!" I curse and my chest humps like a giant heart is trapped on my chest. More heat gathers in my stomach.

It hit me so hard I had to brace myself against the car. She was alone. And she was touching herself. My mate. My teeth clenched. My jaw locked. My pants tightened immediately—painfully. I could hear it now. Her soft, broken breath. The rhythm of her movement. Then— A moan. “Dayyyyymon.” “You’re mine.” The sound wrecked me. A sharp, involuntary yelp ripped from my throat like a wounded animal. I slapped my hand over my mouth and crouched low, heart pounding like war drums.

(CARLTON’S POV) TWO WEEKS LATER “Yeah, like that… ngh! Fuck, you motherfucker!”Damon’s high-pitched moans rattle the walls. “Shove those balls deep inside me. Tear that ass, Yosef. Fuck it like you own it.” I recoil at the thought of Damon’s voice box rupturing in his throat. Even though a part of me wants that, because the fucker is crying like a whore.

Maan said. A few minutes after putting down her phone she received a message from him. 1 message received from Gil-Jo’s Cousin To Maan: I Miss You! Heart emoji Maan cannot help but smile after reading his message. She did not know if she would send a reply or just ignore it. She decided to send him a smiley.

My heart felt like it was shattering into pieces too small to ever put back together. The distorted beautiful face of that woman flashed in my mind again and again — the same one from the nightmare. Her laughter echoed in my ears, high and cruel, twisting into something inhuman. Her mouth stretched wider and wider, splitting open toward her ears in a grotesque, unnatural grin. Her eyes bulged, black and empty, skin peeling back like melting wax as sharp, jagged teeth pushed through her gums. The monstrous thing laughed louder, reaching for me with long, clawed fingers that dripped with something dark and wet… And Jace crouched between her thighs…

Her back bowed as he thrust deeper and deeper, faster and inconsiderately. He is so possessive and such a masochist, He was groaning in pleasure, his groan was warm against her back, that he was really groaning, "owwwnn" he let out, She realized he moaned, He really moaned ! She couldn't believe this, his moan sounds so mellow and baritonous, it was soothing and another pleasure on its own, In the middle of this pain, she realized she made him moan, she gave him pleasure, she really gave him pleasure that he groaned and he became so unapathetic and enthusiastic,