Pies Sensuales Novels & Stories

Every moan, every wet slap of flesh, every gushing climax seeded new worlds with joy. Vespera stood at the nexus, radiant and unashamed. Her silver hair floated as though suspended in warm water, emerald constellations swirling across her voluptuous body in hypnotic patterns. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with each deep breath, nipples dark and aching. Between her thighs, her cunt glistened obscenely, lips swollen and parted, a steady trickle of mixed cum and her own nectar painting her inner thighs. She reached for me, and I went willingly.

Jasmine shattered hard, her pussy clenching violently around him as pleasure tore through her in waves. Leon didn’t stop. His pace grew savage, hips slamming against her with wet, fleshy impacts. Sweat poured from both their bodies, making every point of contact slippery and hypersensitive. The warm tropical air contrasted with the cool linen beneath her. Jasmine’s second orgasm crashed over her even harder, her entire body convulsing, back arching sharply as hot juices squirted around his thick cock, soaking the linen.

Stella's point of view. My eyes fluttered closed as his right hand sensually massaged my breasts, sending floods of sparks flowing wildly in my body. His teeth held my nipple and bite gently on it, making me shudder in pleasure, but quickly bite back a moan that threatened to break out. This is familiar, everything about him felt so familiar…but I couldn't point out the familiarity. I felt heat spread up my thigh, causing my p*ssy lips to close around the crotch of my now taut panties.

Jessy didn't contain her impetuosity, neither did I. We were looking for that liberation, and we found a way to get to it, between the moans and the phrases that had no sense, between that unconsciousness of sexual torpor. We were glued together, honeyed by the excitement and sweat, our smells coming together and becoming something new. A kind of perfume that would follow me for the rest of my life. It was something of ours. Cinnamon, pepper and snow. Fresh, strong and spicy.

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

Persephone's hands explored the landscape of his body, tracing the ridges of his shoulders, the valleys of his spine, feeling the tension coiled within him like a spring ready to snap. Their rhythm grew erratic as the crescendo of ecstasy approached, a symphony of need that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room. Persephone's breasts, swollen and sensitive, bobbed with every forceful plunge, the rosy peaks demanding his attention. He obliged, his mouth closing over one of her nipples, his teeth grazing the tender flesh before his tongue flicked and danced across the sensitive tip.

Seconds ago I was trying not to think about her, and now I was actively searching for her like a desperate pervert. There was nothing wrong with that, right? I could just pretend she wasn’t my stepsister. Just another hot pornstar. I tapped on one of her most recent videos. The second her pretty, pink pussy filled the screen, my cock jerked hard in my pants. She was on her back, legs spread wide, teasing her swollen clit with her fingers before sliding a thick pink dildo deep inside her wet cunt. “Fuck…” I groaned, unable to resist anymore. I shoved my pants and boxers down, pulled out my throbbing cock, and started stroking hard, eyes glued to the screen.

I could see that she was already wet and ready for me. I spread her legs and kissed my way down, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Selena's scent was intoxicating, a sweet and musky fragrance that filled my nose. My tongue found her clit, and she gasped, her hands gripping the sheets. I circled the sensitive nub, feeling her body respond to my touch. Her legs began to shake, and I knew she was close. With one final flick of my tongue, she came, her body trembling as the orgasm crashed over her.

Where War demanded violence, Pleasure radiates curiosity and sensuality and genuine enthusiasm for exploring every possible sensation the physical world has to offer. Theron climbs onto the bed with fluid grace and kisses me slowly, taking his time to explore my mouth thoroughly. His hands move over my skin with the practiced skill of someone who’s spent years learning exactly how to touch another person. The golden mark glows brighter with each new point of contact he discovers. “Lysander wants variety and creativity,” Theron murmurs against my mouth between kisses. “Different sensations layered together. Let me show you what he enjoys.” His mouth begins moving down my body in a deliberate

She looked so sexy like that. Donna could feel her climax approaching, like Kim it wasn't going to be a great one but it would be a good one as Colin's plunging prick rode slickly in and out. It felt good and she suddenly had a thought about what it would be like with Dan's hot prick plunging into her. That thought made her even wetter and she started pushing her ass up to Colin's hot invader. Colin thinking he was really turning her on started fucking hard bringing his dick almost all the way out and slamming his hips forward. He could feel the tingles starting in his swinging balls.