Pillow Biting Novels & Stories

She was not a dog who enjoyed biting people. "What if you hurt my hand?" Chris remarked, holding up the bitten finger. Paige remained silent, staring at Chris. Did she hurt him? She thought it did not hurt that much. Chris, undeterred, held his finger close to Paige's lips. "Care to blow on it for me?" Paige was taken aback. He dared extend his bitten finger toward her lips again? Was he not afraid she might bite him again? He wanted her to blow on it, too?!

I was cursing God for being a sexist and bestowing strength only to the masculine gender as I vaguely felt he was enjoying this farce way too much as he deepened the kiss. The moment he put his slimy tongue into my mouth, I hit my bottom-line. How was I Zylith Sanders, if I wasn't to use my teeth to stop the invasion of my mouth. I still fuzzily remember biting off my bully second cousin's nose off when he tried to intimidate me with his glare and his wide scruffy face; and biting Lora Jerrell's pointy index finger off in fourth grade when she tried to pin me as the culprit who pushed her in the cafeteria; oh, and I could never forget the taste of the blood of those bastard slave traffickers

He rested his hands on Aeden’s shoulder as he bit onto his earlobe and shoulders. Crystal and Archie were going through their teething phase and it involved biting. A lot of biting. They bit onto anything they could get their hands on. The other day, it was Aeden’s glasses. Crystal had smeared her saliva all over it and when he wore them, his nose was covered in our daughter’s drool.

I bit down hard, trying to stifle the noise, but it was no use. Villion had buried his face between my breasts, and the sensation was overwhelming. My eyes widened in disbelief as he began to roughly inhale, his breath hot and ragged against my skin, and took my left nipple into his mouth and bit down. "Ah!" I cried out. His tongue was a whirlwind, circling around my erect nipples, teasing and tormenting them. He alternated between sucking and nipping, and each time he bit, a sharp jolt shot through my body.

He slams in harder and faster. He uses my hands to pull me towards him as he delivers the thrashes. he picks up the pace as he hisses a breath. He groans harder with each slam. He releases me. Picks the pillows and put it over my face as he presses them, cutting air away from. I struggle, scratching him, only for him to bite my fingers. He pulls it out as I struggle to breathe. He picks me up, and my head rests on his shoulders. “Bite me!!” he growls, “Bite me darling,”

And finally, the large poster placed awkwardly at the top of the bed. The poster was a bit crooked and was tearing at the edges. It was a pic of a handsome man striking a pose on a stage. His red hair fell messily over his face, so she couldn’t make out his appearance properly. He was sticking out his tongue and had an array of piercings decorating his ears and lower lip. A K-pop idol. Maya knew they called them that because Nia had been obsessed with them at one point.

Eventually, she placed her hands on her hips. 'Why were you biting mommy?' She asked with a cute annoyed pout. 'Because she needed punishment…' 'I'll pumish you too…' She jumped on his stomach. Ted shouted with pain. 'Cookie,' he moaned, rolling to his side. She fell on the bed on her butt, but that didn't stop her. She attacked him with her teeth, sinking it into his bicep. Ted yelped out, it's impossible to get her off when she bites. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' he pleaded. 'Cookie!'

James begins to move his hips slowly at first but begins to increase his speed and drives harder and harder into her, pulling back from Stella’s mouth he pushes himself up onto his knees while brining Stella’s legs up onto his shoulders hitting her deeper. Their loud moans and the slapping of skin fills the clearing, ”Fuck… I’m not.. gonna… last much longer!” reaching around her legs James begins to rub her swollen clit to help push her towards an orgasm “Oh.. Fuck… Don’t stop… god please don’t stop!” Stella is getting close, she can feel the pressure building while he is hitting her in the perfect spot. James continues to thrust a few more times before he leans back over Stella as he is abo

he licked up to her chin digging his teeth in there. “You are delicious doll face, these incredible lips,” he pinched them, digging his nails into those plump petals. “And these beautiful mounds,” he squeezed her tits. “I am going to rut you with my cock,” he moved to his nipples, biting them hard through the fabric. She winched, “These sounds are my favorite,” he bit them even harder, dragging them.

I felt a satisfying crack as my paw connected with his jaw, and he released me, staggering back. I limped towards him, my vision swimming, but my determination unwavering. This had to end. Now. I launched myself at him with a final burst of strength, my claws raking across his face. He howled in agony, and I seized the moment, biting down on his neck once more. This time, I didn't let go. I bit down harder, feeling the bones crack beneath my teeth. He thrashed and struggled, but I held on, my jaw locked in a vice-like grip. Slowly, his movements grew weaker, and finally, he went limp beneath me.