Pleasure Novels & Stories

"N-no... Just y-you..." "And you, of course!" The suppressed excitement lent color to his voice. It was like listening to the sound of falling gravel. Jagged. Rigid. Remorseless. "P-please, M-master! I am o-old. The p-pain..." "I remember you telling me this is pleasurable to you." Using the lighter, he lighted the 'candle'.

My hips buck against him, our breathing labored and intense. I am sent over the edge of euphoria again as Braxton increases his pace. I sink the nails of my good hand into his muscular backside, remembering not to use my injured hand as I rest my arm on his back, pulling him tighter to me. Ethereal moans hum from my lips, and I close my eyes tight, riding wave after wave of pleasure. He joins me, his muscles tightening as he grunts and reaches the ultimate satisfaction inside of me. I start to come back down, but just being in his arms, having him completely surround me, is enough to make me feel like I am on top of the world.

The only thing that interests me is that you let me possess you. His confession is strange, even embarrassing to me, which is pathetic considering what I do. I can not say that I sell pleasure to live, no longer. Now it's just a way of being. It is my way of living. I like to please and feel that I have control over myself, over what I have, over the emotions and sensations of others. Even when I get paid for it, I do it knowing that many will not climax with just anyone. "Come on, we all have a price." I don't know which one is yours, but I assure you I can afford it.

And he sound pleasured. I looked at him. He looked at me intently, his eyes are full of lust. I can see he enjoys what he's doing. "Sir ... ahh." I moaned. My stomach getting tighter. I'm close to my release. I wanna hold him, scratch him unconsciously. But I couldn't reach him and my body was so weak that I couldn't move. I wanna watch him as he enters me, but all I can do is shut my eyes closed and breath through my mouth because of the waves of pleasure that he's giving me. "Hmp!" I cried, feeling so fucking good. I feel like I'm about to pee. My stomach tightening and my legs are shaking.

When his passion was back under control, he began to move slowly within her. Waves after waves of pleasure rolled through his skin to his nerve endings, dispelling all troubles that had been eating away at his mind all day. "Oh," She startled when an unexpected ripple of delight began to tingle from where their bodies fused into one. Before she could think of anything, the tingling sensation suddenly broke into wild, uncontrollable spasms. She cried out, shuddering all over as pleasure spilled over her in waves. Only then he gave way to his own pleasure. The release came crashing through and he lo

Every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through my veins, drawing me closer to the edge of bliss. In that transcendent moment, my senses were enveloped within the ethereal realm of our profound and intoxicating connection. A symphony of emotions surged through the depths of my being as if the very universe itself had conspired to unite our souls. The boundaries that once confined us dissipated, allowing for an exquisite dance of pleasure to unfold.

A pleased smile swept across his face. He squeezed his fingers between her legs and stroked her pussy through her soaking panties. Was it too early to say he was growing addicted to her taste, her warmth and her sweet moans ? He liked sex but more than that, he liked killing. He was a fanatic who derived great pleasure in shedding blood. Having people at his feet, begging for life fills him with immense joy. Nothing could top the thrill of seeing his bullets drilling into his enemies' flesh. He was addicted to the pleasure it gave him. The pleasure of flesh always came second. But with her, it fel

—I said nervously. —Ready? —Yes. My body trembles as I feel something cold wet my nipples, a nervous laugh from me informs him that I remember that. He pulls me to something more comfortable so I'm on my back, I feel his hot breath on my breasts before he plays with his tongue, the cold again making me moan with pleasure.

Pleasure had clouded in his eyes. He increased his pace faster, banging me fastly like his life depends on it. I couldn't help but moan slowly, letting out a little scream. The pleasure, the bond, the heat, my body is on fire right now. My body is so tense and hot like flame. That could actually burst due to too much drilling. In a second, uncontrollable waves of pleasure flow through my stomach, down to my leg, sending electronica shiver down to my leg. I was in climax, I have reached my organism and so he is.

It felt like pure fire, burning from within and consuming her whole being. The wave of pleasure crashed over her, a never-ending tide that left her body oversensitive and trembling. As it finally subsided, she slumped onto the bench, grateful for its sturdiness to hold her up. Her heart raced with a mixture of pleasure and nerves, though at this point she was too spent to focus on anything else. She lay there, giving herself over to Xavier's skilled touch, feeling every sensation amplified by the intense release of pleasure she had just experienced. It was like being caught in a whirlwind of sensa