Praise In Sex Novels & Stories

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.

They were lousy actresses. “Oh, yes, I agree that he is a fucking god in bed. That ladder piercing on his cock only adds to the incredible pleasure that he sends through the body. Don’t forget about the way that he always makes you come at least twice before he even thinks about his own release or the way that he worships your body for hours as if you were his own personal goddess. Not to mention all of the amazing aftercare that he insists on like washing every inch of your body and massaging your muscles after each sex-a-thon.” Game on, bitches. They had not been expecting me to retort with any of that, which just made it that much better. They were clearly at a loss for what to say in res

“‘I don’t think I could handle that.’” “I’m sure that’s not true. You’ll have sex when you’re ready. I’m curious, though… what makes you think you’d be any different with me?” “‘Honestly… I didn’t mean to say that. But I’ve been listening to your show for a long time and it’s obvious you know what you’re talking about. Maybe that’s what I need… a MAN who really understands how to give a woman pleasure. Who knows how to ignore the fear... how to make it disappear…’”

Patrício replied. "I think you're the one who seems inexperienced, Flávio." I decided to share my opinion. "Women like sex as much as we do; the point is how much pleasure we can give our women. If we can make them orgasm and feel loved and adored, they can give themselves completely to what we propose." "Man, I don't know if Manu is like that. Besides, I like to talk dirty when I'm having sex, I like rough sex, and Manu was scared just because I lightly grabbed her breast." Flávio was genuinely worried.

- 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.

“You feel so perfect around me. So tight. So warm. Made for me.” He starts to move with slow, sensual rolls of his hips that drag against every sensitive spot inside me. Every thrust is measured, deep, intentional. He kisses me the entire time, my lips, my jaw, my neck, the bruises he left there before. Between kisses he showers me with praise. “My beautiful wife… so brave… taking me so well… I’m going to fill you up every night until you’re carrying my baby… you’re mine, Nooria… only mine…” The words sink into my skin like warm oil. My second orgasm builds slowly this time, coaxed out by his steady rhythm and the constant stream of praise and kisses. When it crashes over me, I cling to his

Preshy looked up at me in undisguised admiration. ‘I always thought you would be hot stuff’, she said softly, ‘but that was unbelievable – I’ve never had sex like that before, not ever, not that shook me so deep down and took me so high when I came.’ I smiled warmly, because there was no doubting the sincerity with which she said this – and, truly, although the last decade had been a bit of a desert, I had slept with enough women over the last twenty years to be able to recognise a five-star fuck and, on that scale, this had rated more like ten stars.

This is bliss. I feel boneless and perfectly used by him. He made me come more times than I can even count. Hard, shaking, screaming orgasms that left me hoarse and trembling. Every single time he praised me, in that low, filthy voice: “Good girl...keep going...you feel so fucking good.” I lost myself completely.

"It's so perfect! Thank you! Oh, God!" She shuddered from head to toe as the most intense climax of her life shook her to the core. Frank leaned back, admiring her face and heaving breasts as her pussy squeezed him tightly. This was how sex was always supposed to be, he thought. He leaned down to kiss her lips again, and slowly resumed thrusting into her as her shivering subsided.

He again slide them into my inner thighs and pulled upwards gown. He slowly run them against my hairy pussy flesh. I jerk. My legs instantly jerk. They loose stance and vibrate non stop. Really good his tight grip prevent I crash over pleasure to the hardened ground. I heave heavily. Who really is he?. He's no true alpha for nothing. He's excessive powerful in all known ramifications. He's powerful in both combat and sex. His single act alone bestows unknown reactions, pleasure and unexplainable non stop cravings up my head. He sure is worthy of his true alpha position.