Pleasure Principle Manga Novels & Stories

Nicholas explained patiently, "This is a normal procedure. It's to prevent you from feeling nervous when you see the tool." I only felt myself being completely exposed to the air. I couldn't help trembling, but there was nothing I could do. Nicholas ruthlessly slipped off my underwear so that they hung around my ankles. He used the machine to lift me higher and began slowly using his tool. I could no longer endure it, and I began begging tearfully for mercy. "It hurts so much. Please stop. I don't want to be examined anymore." "Just hold on for a little while more. You're almost done."

The slender Japanese girl played tongue hockey with her rapist as he neared the pinnacle of bliss. But soon Keiko was right there with him. The angle of his fucks and the way his extraordinarily thick shaft lunged through her pussy, combined with the way his heaving crotch ground against her clit, sent shivers of sensations to her core. She moaned into his mouth. The moan became a high-pitched wail as she felt the orgasm pull her under. Sheer pleasure rippled through her -- destroyed her, erased her. Then her consciousness reassembled itself just in time to feel the fat man stiffening on top of her.

“Suck it, slut. Clean my dick while you get your cunt reamed.” She opened her mouth obediently, and he pushed inside, fucking her face with short, aggressive jabs. The taste of salt and skin and other men flooded her senses. She gagged, tears mixing with shower water, but she sucked, her tongue flattening against his shaft. The duality overwhelmed her—cock plunging deep into her pussy, cock plunging deep into her throat. She was a conduit, a living, breathing hole for their release. Her own pleasure was a secondary, screaming thing, building with every violation.

Him on top of me again, pressing his weight against mine, his cock hard in front of me. "Fucking gorgeous," he hissed, admiring the view of my breasts. Then he bent down to kiss my nipples, pinching the other one with his thumb and index finger. He was the master and I was merely his pawn. A very willing pawn. He didn't stop. ANd I let him do what he wanted, eagerly taking in the pleasure that consumed me. He traveled his free hand down. To my stomach, to my pelvis, to my thighs, and there. Jackpot. He pushed my lips on the side and swirled his finger in a small circle around my clit. It was so good. A chill went down my body that made my toes curl and I gripped his, took a fistful of his ha

He raises his hand without pain and hits me on the cheek. However, I feel it all over my face. I scream in pain and surprise. I bring my hand to the hit area; the burning frightens me. "I told you I don't want to listen to you, Thea," he speaks calmly, as if nothing had happened. Now work. I swallow the cry and with my free hand I grab his member and start to move it up and down. Morton Craig closes his eyes. The pleasure crosses their eyes, I know it because my colleagues make the same faces when they watch porn. I've seen them touch themselves when we go out to seedy bars.

I feel disgusted. He deepens the kiss, and I know the only thing I can do to defend myself is bite him, but before I can, he ends the kiss. Leaning back slightly, he slides his hands down and starts to undo my pants. Pain and pleasure. That’s what he said. He said pain and pleasure are what thrive here. And I know, I know why he said he chose pleasure. Because…that’s my way out. When he pricked me with that needle before, I immediately woke up. I got it now.

“Hey, I told you…no pleasure for you tonight.” “Wait, do you actually think I only get pleasure when you're fucking me, blowing my cock, or giving me a handjob?” “Isn't it…obvious?” I arch a brow, but his next words change my idea of what's pleasurable to him. “Nah, you're wrong, Malishka. I find pleasure even when I have my tongue in your pussy, my fingers in you, when I'm licking your skin, when I'm kissing you. Heck, I find pleasure in watching you touch yourself.” He tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear, adding. “You don't need to touch me for me to be pleased. Just seeing you alone is a pleasure on its own.”

My orgasm crashes over like a tidal wave, my entire body convulsing as I flood Ivy's mouth with my release. She drinks greedily, her hands holding my hips steady as I shudder above her. The pleasure ripples through me in endless waves, my muscles locking and releasing as she milks every last pulse from my clit with her tongue. When I finally still, I collapsed beside her, gasping for air. But my need isn't fully satisfied, not when she's still spread before me, her own pussy glistening with wetness. With shaking hands, I reached under the bed and retrieve the dildo I use to use on myself whenever there's no one to quench my overwhelming taste.

Like a car that just had a detailing done. A sigh escapes my lips, and my hands move on their own. My pants are - in seconds - below my waist, and my erected cóck stares me in the face. I look away and back at the principle of interest. She’s caressing her body as she applies lotion. “Fúck…” the pleasure waves strikes my brain as I touch myself to her for the first time. I can’t hold it…the words. “I’m gonna die,” I whisper as she clasps her beautiful bell shaped tits and pinches her nipples.

Austin stared at the man who still had his black sunglasses on, "Who are you and why are you telling me all of this and how can I know you are not giving me false information and lying to my goddamn face, old man," "Kazuno Daiki," The old man introduced himself. He took off his sunglasses and Austin noticed he was wearing a left eye patch, "The leader of Kazuno Clan, my older brother dug out my left eye with his own hand. He was afraid of the growing power I had and I was thrown into a foreign land," Austin winced and looked away, "What do you want from me? You can't be telling me this for no reason," "Revenge," Daiki stated. Austin turned his head back to him and waited for an explanation,