Overlord Touch Me Novels & Stories

He revealed and I was dumbstruck. Marriage? His World? I didn't have any words to say at all as I stayed quiet, stared at him blankly, and then something unexpected happened that brought me back from my trance. Oliver, the devil lowered his head and sealed my lips. I trembled from his touch. My lips were not painful anymore but the memories of all those beasts came back to my mind as I impulsively pushed Oliver away and shouted at him in a hoarse voice, "Do Not Touch Me."

I lay breathless, my eyes rolled back into my skull as his lips took possession of my mouth again. His fingers were still buried deep in me. Orlando’s thumb applied pressure on my bundle of nerves, making my body jerk. Climbing down from the high, every inch of my apex was still sensitive to his touch.

Her whole body was now shaking from his touch. - Doris, you're so sensitive. Doris did not know how to continue, she just followed her normal physiological response and made strange sounds: - Um, um, a, a. I I, Riffen, Riffen. When Riffen heard that, he knew she was starting to get dragged into the game, so he worked even harder. The last of his underwear was gone, he quickly used his fingers to touch Doris's private place without hesitation, slowly making contact, then the speed got faster and faster.

I know that Lorde was just pulling the comfort-card, but he doesn't even know what damn additional effect he had granted me with this simple touch. I entered my room with a thought of changing my freaking wet underwear, but as soon as I closed the door, Eriol pinned me against the wall. "Andrea..." he sluggishly whispered against my ear. He mobilized his moist tongue in the flat column of my neck before capturing my open mouth. I was welcoming to it. His intrusion felt like a delicious trophy. It actually felt so good when I am this sexed up. The moment our bodies contacted, my synaptic flames ignited. My breasts tensed when he groped them good.

I wish I was there to lick you off. BESTIE : Okay, touch yourself baby. Me : Okay. BESTIE : Are you touching yourself? ME: Yes. BESTIE: Good girl. BESTIE: Tell me what you're feeling. ME: Wet. ME: So wet for you. BESTIE: Where are you touching? ME: Just… outside. ME: Circling. BESTIE: Slower or faster? ME: Slow. ME: Like you do. BESTIE: I love the way you feel when you're slow. The way you arch into my hand. The way you beg for more.

With his fingers still buried inside me, he flicked his tongue over my clit. “Oh, shit,” I cooed. He waited while I inched toward him. He knew what he was doing. He wanted to torture me with need. I pushed myself towards his face. “Oliver, please,” I begged. My whole body was yearning, and he couldn’t stop. He flicked his tongue over my clit, and over and over as his fingers plunged into my pussy. I grabbed a hand full of hair, holding onto it as my whole body vibrated with the pleasure he was giving me.

God, why did this have to happen to me? And then the world around me disappeared and the music in my headphones became a distant hum as he began tracing small circles across the fabric of the shirt on my stomach with his fingers. I fidgeted uneasily and rubbed my ass against his crotch. Ollie winced and then did something completely unthinkable. He found his way between the buttons of his shirt and ran his fingers under the fabric. He touched my bare skin and sent a chill through it. This time I flinched as he continued to make imaginary circles and an unsettling heat began to spread in my lap.

"But as long as we're together, especially tonight, I'd like to pretend that this I'm touching is mine." Slyly, she took my right hand and brought it up to her crotch. I noticed that the skirt of her dress didn't get in the way, it went over her spectacular thighs. I didn't know when she did it, but reaching past that piece of flesh, she brought my fingertips to her slit and stroked herself with them; a slight movement that made the ground tremble beneath our feet. "This that you're touching in my body is yours," she continued. Olivia moved to my mouth, giving me a rich kiss that lasted several seconds.

Ace hummed as his lips found my soft earlobe and tugged, "Same baby, did you touch yourself thinking of me?" "Almost every night," I breathed heavily, feeling my core turn molten and my panties dampen. His touch was almost too much. It was sensory overload, already sucking me into the black hole that promised me pleasure. "My dirty girl," Ace cooed but his touch was aggressive when he yanked me down and spun me around.

I was still able to suck his under lip, as I try to be the one in control. He states the usual, which is milk chocolate. I could taste the cocoa butter and the sugar added for sweetness. This is how a milk chocolate state is, and I believe no one can ever be able to resist the state. Orlan placed his hands on my hair, and he took over once more. Gush! What temptation have I gotten myself into? Orlan's hand which was placed on my hair, slowly found its way towards my shoulder, and slowly..... to my breast. For the first time in my life..... A guy touches my breasts with full confidence.