Pursuit Of Pleasure นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They why all my mouth could utter are moans of pleasure and wanting? When he’s completely inside me, he stopped moving and started kissing my lips hungrily like the thread of his patience is just a millimeter at most. I could feel him inside me, truly feel him. This is so new, the feeling, the way this affects me, the way I’m liking having sex with a man not my husband, this is pure pleasure. A Sinful Pleasure. He started pulling out slowly and I cried as I felt my flesh followed the rhythm of his move.

She is the missing piece that completes the puzzle of my heart, and I am forever grateful to have found her. Our journey was long and tough, filled with countless challenges and obstacles. Yet through it all, the one constant was the unrelenting craving for pleasure. It drove us forward, pushing us to overcome every hurdle in our path. And now, as we reach the end of this journey, we can look back with pride and satisfaction, knowing that we never gave up on our pursuit of pleasure. For it was this craving that led us to the greatest experiences of our lives, and we will carry it with us always.

I all but scream out. "Isn't it? I expected so much from you. Sex itself is an industry. At the end of the day, we all want to seek pleasure, others just aren't nearly as concerned with with the semantics for how that pleasure is achieved. Pleasure is still pleasure, even if a person wishes not to participate." "Do you hear yourself right now? You're absolutely sick in the head."

Noah’s POV I marched towards the door without looking back. There was a reason why I rushed to bring ava and Ethan together, and it was this guy. He is crazy. I don't mean to call him that, but that is what he is. A crazy head who finds pleasure in others' pain. I have seen him hurting kids playing on the streets, messing with the stray dogs and what not. He finds happiness in others' pain; so when I noticed he is attracted to my sister I immediately decided to put Ava and Ethan together. I assumed after watching his friend date my sister, he would back away but no, he still continues to stalk her!

“Oh, yes. It’s real. It’s part of people's fantasy, you know. And those that love a medley of pain and pleasure are regarded as sadists. They get super turned on by stuff like this.” I gape my mouth in an ‘o' not able to slam it shut. I want pleasure but not pain. I can’t stand that. I just can’t. She slings her arm on my shoulder and whispers. “It might sound shitty to you but when your body gets molded into it, you can’t demand pleasure without it being spiced by pain. Trust me.” I don’t like her words. I don’t like the fact she openly tells me pains work hand in hand with pleasure. It’s sickening. For a moment there, my mind beings to reel with thoughts about Dima being a sadist as she ta

I’m relaxed and trusting in their embrace, knowing that these men would never hurt me—they’ll only worship me, only bring me pleasure. This is so much different than the day Marcus fucked my ass in the shower. It’s as close as I’ll ever get to the thing I constantly crave, which is to be as deeply connected to my men as possible. I’m lost in a sea of movement and hot breath, of groans and sighs and muttered curses. Of pleasure that spirals through my body from my fingertips to my toes and back, building and building until white spots dance in front of my eyes.

Every inch buried deep within me, his hips flush against my own. I cried out in pleasure as his hard thrusts worked away from the burning need inside me and his grip on my hips tightened into a sweet pain. Our moans filled the room, as we moved together picking up the pace, climbing towards our release, crashing over the edge and spiralling back down together. Breathless and exhausted we collapsed in a heap on the bed. The storm still raging outside, and within moments we were asleep. *****

She remained indifferent to my pleas. Despite the internal struggle, the pleasure was overwhelming. He attended to my needs with skillful precision, offering both oral and manual stimulation. Each wave of pleasure from his tongue sent shivers throughout my body, and I couldn’t help but surrender to the intense sensations. My cries of ecstasy filled the room, muscles tensing with every wave of delight.

I felt a surge of adrenaline pumping through my whole body. He licked the spot, and the pain quickly disappeared. Replaced with intense pleasure, but no matter how hard I wanted to keep myself alive. I was dragged into the dark abyss.

I said softly. “Imagine what it’ll be like when there are four of us?” he whispered, biting my ear. At his words, my center twitched again, and my p*ssy muscles squeezed him. He groaned, lifted one of my legs, and started thrusting again. I whimpered in pleasure at the stroke of his large member, hitting the pleasure spot inside me that sent intense tingles through my body. My body was already trembling along with his rapid pounding in my passage, and a few moments later, we both climaxed together. As we lay in each other's arms resting, I wondered… What kind of pleasure will I experience when all four of them are finally making me happy?