Pleas Touch Me Novels & Stories

I curled up on the couch, pulled a blanket over my knees, and scrolled through N*****x. Thankfully, Jamal hasn’t logged me out of his N*****x yet. A movie. That’s all I needed. Just one movie to forget everything BZZZ. BZZZ. BZZZ.BZZZ.BZZZ. I groaned, reaching blindly for the phone. “Goddammit, Jamal, stop—” But it wasn’t his name on the screen this time. Unknown Number. “ Now, who could this be?” My thumb hovered. And then I picked up. Silence. And then, that voice.That soothing voice. “Hey, princess.”

I pant, licking my bottom lip. "You offered a drink and you know exactly what kind of drink I'm craving..........and it's already here." He growls, biting my earlobe lightly. I gasped loudly as his fingers finally touched my heated wet center.

He growls, and the vibrations travel to all the sensitive nerve endings in my body, causing me to release a small whimper. “Can I touch you, too?” he pleads. “You can touch but not pleasurably.” I smile. “At least until I’ve finished my exploration.” “Alright, my little miracle, I'm all yours.”

“Plеаѕе, touch mе please…” I muѕt have ѕаіd the magic words bесаuѕе bеfоrе I know it, hе’ѕ thumbіng mу nіррlеѕ, squeezing and rubbing аn еxԛuіѕіtе tunе оf torture. I lоvе thе еѕсаре his hаndѕ offers me.

/* Trigger Warning. Abuse, Physical Assault. Blood and attempt to rape */ "Touch me, please". Ashwin's words were a surprise for Jagger. "Ashwin. Baby". "Please Jag. I want to feel you. I want to replace all the touches with you. I want to clean myself. Touch me. Please. Or am I too dirty for you to touch me"? Ashwin said and his words were a stab in Jagger's heart. He embraced him tight.

Touch yourself for me. Slide your fingers between your legs and feel how fucking soaked you are. Feel the slick, slippery heat coating your fingertips as you stroke your swollen clit in slow circles. That little jolt of pleasure when you press harder… that’s me. That deep, aching throb inside your pussy when you push two fingers in… that’s me owning you from afar, even though I’m not physically there.

Alland pumped his fingers at a steady pace, moans and sighs escaped the girl’s lips. “Ah yash sir I want to cum please,” Camella said. Alland felt Camella’s property was twitching, a sign that the girl was about to reach her peak. Now the girl’s body was contorting with the hands still held by Alland, her eyes already watering with passion. Alland likes this view. Just as Camella was about to reach the peak of her pleasure, Alland removed his finger from it. He untied Camella’s hand. The girl widened her eyes in shock.

“Beg for us proper, mo ghràdh.” I broke. “Please, please touch me, God, I need ye, both of ye.” That was all they needed. Callum’s fingers slid under the lace, finding my clit and circling just right, while Keiran claimed my mouth with a kiss so sweet it was almost cruel compared to the roughness at my core.

touch me please Your plea sends a surge of desire through the boys, and they waste no time in responding. Lucas's hand slides down from your cheek to your neck, his thumb gently caressing your pulse point. Jeke hesitates for a moment before placing his hand on your hip, his touch gentle yet firm. Nicolas's hands continue their exploration, his fingers tracing the contours of your body with increasing urgency. Henri's possessive nature wars with his desire to please you, and he steps closer, his hand resting on your thigh.

My body trembled as the pleasure built fast and strong inside me. “Marcus,” I moaned quietly against his mouth. “I am so close. Do not stop.” He rubbed my clit with his thumb while his fingers kept moving inside me. “Come for me, Clara. Let me feel it. Give it to me.” My orgasm hit hard and sudden. I shook against him. My pussy clenched around his fingers. I buried my face in his neck to muffle my cry. Waves of pleasure rolled through me. He held me through it, kissing my hair and whispering that he had me, that he would not let me fall.