Romans & histoires Orgasm Denial Erotica

Tracy pulls her hand from between Carl's legs, then waits for the couple to stop moving before she leans forward and starts lapping up the pussy juice oozing out around Carl's spent cock. "Oh, Nick! Nick! NICK!" Denise digs her nails into my ass cheeks as her orgasm rips through her body and she trembles and shakes under me. I grind against her spasming pussy, providing her the maximum level of pleasure before triggering my own release and collapsing on her heaving breasts. My hips convulse involuntarily as I deposit another thick load of jism into her cum-soaked pussy. Damn!

As I began spinning towards orgasm yet again, I lowered my face back down between Denise's legs, continuing to lap gently at her gorgeous little clitty as I steadily finger-fucked her ass. Denise suddenly wrapped her legs around my head and started screaming, which kicked off both my and Ken's orgasm. He plucked his cock out of my twat with a noticeable pop! and I instantly felt the spray of warm, thick sperm-juice all over my ass and lower back. Todd was coming too, but he refused to pull out of Denise's mouth, holding her viciously by the back of her head, pumping his semen deep into her mouth. Denise's throat was pulsing in and out as she happily drank his cum with a gurgle of pleasure. W

“Your mother could wake up any second and see you tied up, getting fucked senseless.” The dirty talk sent me spiraling again. “Yes…harder! Fuck me harder…oh god, I’m your slut, your collared, plugged whore, ahhh! Marcus right there!” He reached down and turned the bullet vibrator back on, pressing it directly to my clit while he railed me. My moans became constant, broken wails. “I’m coming again, fuck I’m coming so hard, don’t stop, fill me up, please cum inside me!” My third orgasm shattered me. My pussy clamped down around his thick cock like a vice, gushing fresh juices as I trembled and moaned uncontrollably. The anal plug made every contraction more intense.

Her nails dragged harder as I slammed into her again. I snorted in a harsh laugh that bordered on a snarl. “Denial”, I shot back, my lips brushing the shell of her ear as I whispered, “You pretend you're not fucking craving this, that you're not soaked for me, that you don't want to beg for more”. She shook her head in the same denial I was talking about. So I slid my hand between us, fingers finding the slick heat of her sex covered by her lace panties and I started rubbing circles over her clit.

My heavy tits pressed into the couch and my nipples dragged against the fabric with every rock of my body. The pleasure climbed higher and higher until my thighs started shaking and I felt right on the edge again. Damien must have felt it too because he slowed his fingers and pulled them almost all the way out leaving me whimpering and empty. He did this three more times bringing me right to the brink and then stopping until I was panting and begging in broken sentences for him to let me finish. My mind felt hazy with need. Every denied orgasm made the craving sharper and left me feeling more open and desperate for whatever he decided to give me next.

My eyes roll back as my orgasm builds viciously. Every collision of her swollen clit against mine sends fresh sparks through my being, her cunt quivers and pulses against me, the strap squelching obscenely as I destroy her. “Now!” I choke out, feeling my own orgasm right at the opening of my cunt. “Cum for me, you filthy demon slut.” I growl as I lean down to take her nipple into my mouth, biting down as I slam my hips forward. Lira explodes beneath me, her cunt clamps down on the strap, walls fluttering wildly. Hot squirt gushes out around the toy and against my grinding clit in powerful jets, soaking my pussy and belly.

“You could say that.” “I was on the brink of an orgasm,” Nico returned, his gaze darkening. “Why’d you stop?” “So I can do this.” Theo stepped closer, grabbing both their dicks and slamming it together in vicious friction. Nico was hit by a wave of desire, starting up from the curl of his toes and hitting the pit of his stomach. He arched his back, shooting himself into Theo’s hands, curses slipping past his lips. In one fluid moment, Theo whirled him around and thrust his dick into his asshole.

I heard him groan through the phone. "That wet already?" "Yes, Father." "Say it properly." "Yes... Father Elias." "Good girl. Now rub your clit, slowly. Pretend it's my tongue. You want that again, don't you?" I moaned, my hips moving against my fingers, my forehead hitting the mirror. "Yes... I need it—need you." "You'll get it. But not before you come, right now, with your fingers. I want to hear it." My breaths turned into gasps. My fingers moved faster. The ache building from the moment I walked into the restroom now burned hot and ready.

I asked, mock glared at her. “No. Why would I do that?” “If you were, I would have to do something about it.” “And what would that be?” “Orgasm denial maybe.” “Oh no. Please don’t.” “Do you honestly think I would do that to you?” “Well you do try to as often as possible.” “Tell me you don’t enjoy it more when I let you cum.” “I…..it does feel really good.” “That’s what I thought.”

Nipple play, but without the clamps. 5. Pain play with a whip, a flog. Spanking was also fifty-fifty. The Lord will forgive me for not sitting this one out. I plan to paint that creamy vanilla ass red. 6. Orgasm denial was without question. I have just the perfect idea for it. I know for sure whether I touch him or not, he'll be close to cumming. His spontaneous orgasm always fascinated me. "You're happy with the contract?" I looked up at him after reading through the mini-contract.