Pleasure Dom Erotica Novels & Stories

“Everyone watching while I devour this sweet cunt.” I moaned, rocking against his hand. The visual combined with his skilled fingers had me dripping. Through the glass, the woman came hard, shaking in her bonds. Her Dom stood, freed his cock, and thrust into her in one powerful stroke. The raw fucking that followed—her bound body jolting with each impact—made me clench around Damien’s fingers. He added a third finger, stretching me. “You’re soaked. Does watching turn you on, little submissive?” “Yes, Sir,” I gasped. My hips moved shamelessly, chasing the pleasure. He pinched my nipple through the lace, rolling it sharply. The mix of sensations—his fingers fucking me, the erotic display befor

There was something special about Adam, because when it comes to having sex, he knew how to obey and how well to make use of every inch of the girls body. " Oh my god! Anna, have missed you". He was still inside of me when he talked. I too felt the same thing, but I couldn't bring myself to agreeing with him and literally on no account that I'd want too say more than I should. . " Yes, yes!!". I moaned. " Faster?" He asked, I nodded and he increased his speed. He turned me afterwards and then we went on to do doggy style. This was my favourite and was still is. " Yes! Yes! ". I moaned again....

Oh God! Just when I thought I was about to be sucked into sweet release, Dom abruptly pulled out of me, cutting off my orgasm. Without his weight to support me, I crumbled to the floor with a broken whimper, anger fast replacing the pleasure I felt while he fucked me. Before he turned and walked into his shower, I didn't miss the expression of satisfaction on his face seeing me on the floor, naked, denied, with face flaming in embarrassment.

In each thrust of my cock in her pussy, Maria whimpered softly, squeezing her nails on my back. My mind focused on that wet and very hot path, while my body freed itself from the moorings and became that machine programmed to drive a woman crazy with pure lust. A fire lit at the base of my spine, as the pleasure rose like a wave inside my chest. And that pleasure multiplied when Maria squeezed even more around me, using a containment technique that I simply loved in women.

They were just waiting for my command and they would already be on their knees taking my cock here in the middle of the hallway, without caring if anyone can see them or not. I passed them without even giving them a second glance, and they didn't even realize it was for their own good. Between me and Angelo, the difference is big. He loves whores and loves to use them in any way that pleases him. Kiss them, fuck them, and share them with his friends and business partners. Everything. But I...I don't find pleasure in these things.

Dominic praises, lighting something inside me. “Come hard on my dick.” He moans, riding out my orgasm until he slams inside me one last time. The familiar feeling of being filled with hot cum causes my pussy to twitch and another orgasm to erupt inside me right as the first one ends. Dominic shudders, his lips on the crook of my neck as I hold onto him tightly. Never had I felt so much pleasure before. The high of pleasure slowly fades away and I begin to catch my breath. Dominic is still above me, carefully keeping his full weight off of me, as I slowly release him.

Watching him makes me yearn for what his perfect-looking-Domini-cock can offer me. Just as I’m about to reach for him, Dion plunges his tongue into me, and I scream, arching my back off his bed. “Goddess!” There are tears in the corners of my eyes; 'tears of pleasure.' Is there such a word? I scream even more as he flicks his tongue back and forth on my clit, licking and sucking me so well that I'm very close to a soul-evoking orgasm as a result of his pleasurable treatment.

Her juices squirted out with every deep thrust from Dominic, soaking Cedric’s face below her. “Look at your wife, Dom,” Cedric laughed between licks. “She’s fucking drenched. Such a horny pregnant little whore.” Dominic only grunted, picking up speed as he fucked her harder, his hand slapping her ass hard enough to leave bright red marks. Renata no longer knew where she was. Her mind had gone blank. All that existed was unbearable pleasure, her body being used like a fuckdoll, and an orgasm that had been building for what felt like forever, threatening to destroy her.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

The feeling was filthy, impossible—yet her body throbbed with heat, clenching around the intrusion. “That’s it… oh, fuck, look at you,” Dom panted, grinding forward until both cocks were stuffed inside, her tiny cunt stretched obscene and dripping. “My girl… my tight little slut… full of me.” Every nerve in her body lit on fire. The burn gave way to a deep, pounding ache that melted into raw, dizzy pleasure. Her belly bulged with the thickness, her pussy clenching uncontrollably. He rocked slow at first, both cocks dragging in and out together, her pussy walls spasming. “Shhh… take it, baby. Take both now.”