Pleasur Novels & Stories

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"If you won't do it then I will i said and before he could finish saying 'wait?' I sat on his dick, i morned and he mourned at the same time. There was an explosion inside my head, his dick was so hard, so hard i wondered why he wouldn't fuck me. I continued to ride him as balls of pleasure keep bursting in my head, i mourned so loud. His dick is the sweetest dick i ever tasted, it is also the warmest, his dick is both long and thick and so firm, gosh, I can sleep on this dick, I can do this all night, a rush of pleasure keeps going through my body as i rode him and as she hears him mourn. (For Dave) i felt like i was in another

Mentally slapping myself to get those thoughts out of my head, I returned to the situation in front of me Does every night have fun? I smiled at them both trying to ignore the strange heartburn in my stomach. "Hi, how are you, I'm Samantha, Nick's stepsister, are you...?" She smiles back nervously. "I'm Sandra, also Nick's friend,” "That's nice, I'm going to have some tea, do you want some?" I offered trying to sound polite. I could tell Nick wasn't the least bit amused. "No, it's fine. I have to go, but thank you very much" she apologized rather sheepishly and walked quickly by my side, to leave, Nick didn't even offer to give her a ride, what a bastard.

Every nerve ending ignited with pleasure, heightening her senses and blurring the boundaries between them. In this intimate union, they became one, their bodies entwined in a dance of desire and fulfillment. Nerissa surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, losing herself in the depths of their shared ecstasy. Time seemed to stand still as they immersed themselves in the depths of their passion, their connection unbreakable and their pleasure boundless.

My body writhed with pleasure as he drove me closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. I came like a giant sweeping wave, for the second time in the night, and tried to push Sebastian so I could catch my breath, but he rather increased the pace of his thrusting, starting another round of intense pleasure. I couldn't believe the intensity of my pleasure, and I gasped for air as I felt herself building towards another orgasm.

She is the missing piece that completes the puzzle of my heart, and I am forever grateful to have found her. Our journey was long and tough, filled with countless challenges and obstacles. Yet through it all, the one constant was the unrelenting craving for pleasure. It drove us forward, pushing us to overcome every hurdle in our path. And now, as we reach the end of this journey, we can look back with pride and satisfaction, knowing that we never gave up on our pursuit of pleasure. For it was this craving that led us to the greatest experiences of our lives, and we will carry it with us always. THE END

That some dark part of me WANTS to be a sex slave to a complete stranger. "I can and I will," is his response. To this I say nothing as I can no longer even talk as the pleasure takes over. It feels like my body has turned into pure energy and it's in a state of pure pleasure. There's no pain, no hurt, no nothing but the waves getting ever more intense. I'm not sure how long this lasts. Could be a few seconds or an hour. All I know is I throw my head back, look up and let the waves of pleasure move over me. This feels good and I like it. I want it.

He suckled for what felt like half an hour, almost feeling like he was a hungry babe, before he moved to my left breast. My tit was soaked in his saliva, my nipple rock hard from his assault. Both my breasts were now sore from his firm grip, the rough sucking on my nipple and his teeth. But it was such a painful pleasure. Arousal was crashing through my body like tidal waves. And without warning my body reached it's highest peak of pleasure and I knew I was about to cum. A wicked grin suddenly crossed Kenneth's features. I knew he was going to stop if he noticed. But I couldn't contain the pleasur

The Club had used the chaos to pull me back in. Now I was being sent to their most exclusive and feared facility: The Pleasure Prison, a private island resort disguised as a high-security rehabilitation center for the ultra-wealthy. In reality, it was a luxurious prison where the Club’s most valuable toys were kept, trained, and broken under the guise of “therapy.” Two guards in black uniforms met me on the tarmac. They didn’t speak as they removed my coat, leaving me completely naked except for the collar. The cool island breeze brushed against my bare skin, making my nipples harden instantly.

“So fucking perfect. Leaking milk all over us while your pussy makes those sloppy sounds for me.” I cried out loudly, my body arching up to meet his thrusts. The wet, rhythmic squelching of my pussy filled the living room as he drove into me over and over. His cock stretched me perfectly, hitting deep with every stroke. He fondled my breasts relentlessly, sometimes pressing them together, sometimes tugging on the nipples to make milk spray across my chest. The pleasure was overwhelming, building higher and higher with each powerful thrust.