Praise In Sex Novels & Stories

He opened them and I was hit by the storm of his grey eyes. “I love how deep your eyes get when we have sex.” I said against his lips and he kissed me gently before pulling away. “Will you move now?” He asked and I nodded. I started to move up and down slowly before I found a rhythm that was comfortable for me. I could feel my insides turn to mush as I moved on his length. He felt really incredible. “You look so beautiful on my cock baby.” He said in a really seductive tone that did something or kind of altered something in my brain. Anytime he praised me like that, I always felt the need to do more. And I did just that. I rode him faster.

My eyes zero in on her mouth, and my cock twitches at the thought of her wrapping…. “Yes,” my eyes flick back up to hers as the grin on my lips pulls even wider. “Good girl,” her pupils dilate and I realize my little vixen has a praise kink. I’ve had enough practice with Finn over the years to have a Bachelors in the art of the praise kink. Moving so that I’m seated with my back against the headboard, I spread my legs, palming my cock over my slacks. “Erin, why don’t you be a doll and strip Finn.”

Bliss, Nirvana, and Heaven had nothing on this moment. “Fuck, babe. My mate is a perfect little nympho for me. You sure love to take my fucking cock and you do it so fucking good,” I praised her. She whimpered around my shaft with my praise. Oh yeah. I knew what turned her on, and I did not feel bad for wielding that like a fucking weapon.

“You look so fucking good like this.” His praise sent a rush of heat between my legs. I moaned around him, the vibration making him curse again. “That’s it, baby,” he praised, his fingers threading gently through my hair, letting me go at my own pace. “Just like that. You’re taking me so well.” The words made me wetter. I pressed my thighs together, trying to ease the ache as I bobbed my head, taking him deeper each time. Alexander’s breathing grew heavier. “God, your mouth… I’ve missed this so much. You have no idea how many times I thought about you on your knees for me.” His voice was raspy as he spoke, not bothering to act like a gentleman anymore.

Or maybe it’s just the sexual tension between us that made sex phenomenal. God, his little Seb is huge. I mean, I’ve never seen a penis before, but he’s gifted in that part. I can see why women are going gaga over him, and maybe because of his sexual experience. “Baby, are you okay? You’ve never said a word.” He’s still on top of me with beads of sweat on his forehead. “How can I say a word when I’m still having the mind-blowing orgasm?” I smile and lean forward to kiss his nose.

Peter retorted, and he carried her and placed her on the bed, and he held her two legs, and he moved down to the lower part of her body, and he started smooching, licking, sulking her lower part while she was moaning, and before she could gather herself and come down from the climax, Peter has penetrated on her and he had good sex with her until he came Into her and later withdrew himself, and when her body calm down, she asked, “why did you pour the sperm In my body?“ Fathia “Tell me, did you enjoy me having you?“ Peter asked, “that doesn't answer my question,” Fathia said, “Why don't you push me away?“ Peter asked, “both of us enjoy the cool sex because I could see you moaning, and I carri

“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.”

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.

his encouragement had my body jerking in his arms and causing a not so soft moan to slip past my lips. He broke off contact for a few seconds. “Someone has a praise kink.” I opened my mouth to deny it and as if already knowing that, he set out to prove me wrong. “That’s it baby girl, you’re doing so good, stroking me so well…one day, you’re going to take me so good in your tight little pussy.” And that does it, I let out a little scream as my body jerk, dragging out his own orgasm along with mine.

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.