Praise In Sex Novels & Stories

I whimper at the feeling of both the pleasure and the pain. He let out a chuckle, a guttural sound following after. "For the first time in five years, I'm very proud of myself for waiting. . ." He stops himself, exhaling through his mouth. "You are so amazing. So tight. So wet. So warm. And you take me so fucking well. You should win a price for being such a good fucking girl." My praise kink activates and a loud moan escapes my throat. "Yes Matteo! I'm your good girl!"

- stamina. — My Stamina, huh?- I raise an eyebrow. She sighs, absentmindedly caressing my pectoral . —Oh yeah, You hold on. Theos! You are capable of two and even three sessions of good sex in the same night. Most men can't stand a single one. —The key is- I brush her hair out of her eyes- in making my partner enjoy one or two good orgasms, before proceeding to mine. —Said like that, it sounds so dry...- she pouts.- Experiencing it is... another thing entirely.

“This would be much easier if I wasn’t afraid of sex.” “Sex can be a wonderful thing if done with the right person.” “You think?” I ask him sincerely. Talking with Caleb distracts me from the pain. “Sex is a way of showing your love to the person you are with. It is a way of showing how much they mean to you.” His hands caress my lower stomach. “If done with a person that loves you, it can make you feel pleasure like you never felt before.” His breath is warm on my skin. “I still feel filthy.”

Her hips jerked forward at the sting left behind by Damon's palm when he spanked the most sensitive part of her body. “Words little flower” the man reminded, gently massaging the girl's lower lips with his fingers to ease the pain he caused. “I won't do it again, please” she cried out in pleasure when he pinched her nub between his fingers. “Good girl” he praised, pleased with her answer and leaned down. His words sent pleasurable shivers all over the girl's body, a wave of goosebumps even appeared on her skin. She had read about it but never thought it to be true until at that moment. Did she also have a praise kink??

He fucked me raw against the altar with deep and punishing strokes that made my tits bounce and my moans break into sobs of pleasure. “In nomine Patris,” he grunted, rutting into me harder. “et Filii… et Spiritus Sancti.” Each prayer was punctuated by a savage thrust. “This is divine pleasure, Sophia. Feel how perfectly your little pussy was meant to take my shaft.” He reached around and rubbed my clit in fast and circular motion. My legs shook as I came hard within minutes, screaming his title as I clenched around him greedily, milking his thick shaft. But he didn’t stop.

With a loud, guttural cry, he laid next to her. The two love birds were sweating and breathing heavily, trying to relax their bodies from an intense session of lovemaking. Prisca was slowly descending from pleasure realms, adoring her lover with her beautiful eyes. His skillful act of romance made every minute seem like hours of unending ecstasy. "Oh! This was-" Prisca started, lacking words to describe the blissful feeling. Clem smirked cheekily, "Amazing?"

‘You can't call it shameless when it's your soulmate,’ she said, turning to lay on her back. ‘Did I forget to mention that he's our soulmate?’ ‘Shh, let me enjoy this,’ She nodded. ‘Yes, good call.’ I'm welcomed by a breathless moan as he used his fingers to pry my folds open. My hips buckled and he used his hand to press my body down before resuming. This man knew how to give a testimony because he was filling me with praise. His tongue worked a miracle down there and my hips swung with appreciation.

He was holding her pussy wide open, and it felt so fucking good. Her own moans began to fill the room and he got possessed by some sort of sex god, because once again he started to move against her, but with twice the energy. She couldn’t keep her clenching pattern, but didn’t need to. The effect had been felt and they were both on the edge.

I can feel the pleasure building, a wave that starts deep within me and radiates outward, consuming every inch of my being. With a final, desperate kiss, Marcus whispers my name, and I let go. The orgasm hits me like a storm, intense and overwhelming. I cling to him, my body trembling as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. His own release follows, and we ride the crest of pleasure together, lost in the blissful afterglow.

Her whimpering became downright plaintive. Marla's rendition of a heavenly chorus was the prize she offered up. Oh, she was still riding my rod deep up her ass as she ground her buttocks down. The secret lesson here for Brooke and Libra was that anal sex wasn't all about a guy shooting his wad up the girl's ass. It was also something a woman could truly get behind, so to speak.