Reading Pleasure Novels & Stories

“Breed your eternal whore!” They started moving in perfect, devastating rhythm. The Vampire King’s cool cock in my pussy, the Werewolf’s thick knotted cock in my ass, the Demon Lord’s tail fucking my mouth. Their hands, claws, and tails roamed my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit, slapping my ass. The pleasure was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I came violently within minutes, squirting around their cocks as my body shook in the chains. They didn’t stop.

She read for pleasure. This took longer to learn than the gardening. She had been reading professionally for sixty years—reading for information, for analysis, for the specific extraction of what the text had to offer toward a goal. Reading for pleasure required reading without a goal, which required her to stop the extractive mode and enter a different mode that she had not used since she was a child reading her mother's journals in the workshop. She relearned it.

"When you caught me before, I wasn't, um. I wasn't watching p**n. Exactly." I flinched, waiting for Jennifer to freak out. Instead, she just looked at me expectantly. "See, I don't really like p**n either," I said, "Like you said, it's kind of weird to watch. Very fake and staged. So instead I like to, um, read stuff." "Like Fifty Shades of Grey?" Jennifer asked. "Sort of?" And then, I did something either incredibly smart or unbelievably stupid. "Here," I said, "I'll show you."

The only thing that interests me is that you let me possess you. His confession is strange, even embarrassing to me, which is pathetic considering what I do. I can not say that I sell pleasure to live, no longer. Now it's just a way of being. It is my way of living. I like to please and feel that I have control over myself, over what I have, over the emotions and sensations of others. Even when I get paid for it, I do it knowing that many will not climax with just anyone. "Come on, we all have a price." I don't know which one is yours, but I assure you I can afford it.

"If you won't do it then I will i said and before he could finish saying 'wait?' I sat on his dick, i morned and he mourned at the same time. There was an explosion inside my head, his dick was so hard, so hard i wondered why he wouldn't fuck me. I continued to ride him as balls of pleasure keep bursting in my head, i mourned so loud. His dick is the sweetest dick i ever tasted, it is also the warmest, his dick is both long and thick and so firm, gosh, I can sleep on this dick, I can do this all night, a rush of pleasure keeps going through my body as i rode him and as she hears him mourn. (For Dave) i felt like i was in another world following the magical explosion of pleasure i got the sec

The wave of pleasure that spread through my body at that single movement was incredible. My back arched and my breasts jutted out as his tongue drove into me while I moaned helplessly. He lapped at the juices leaking from me, then he moved over to my swollen clit and sucked hard in a maddening rhythm. My fingers dug into my own scalp as I writhed wildly against his face, and soon I was coming. I completely gave in to the climax that tore through me. It sent violent tremors through my body and my cries resounded in his room.

He really hates socializing with his employees, this man. “Good.” He nods. Then he speaks, “But speaking of rewards, I have one in order, for you, if you can tell me what I want to know” Intrigued, I quickly nod. “Of course, what do you want to know?” Marcus is a generous person, I’m ready to tell him whatever he wants for the reward he has in store, I might not know what the reward is but I know it'll be good. The last time he gave me a reward it was a card that got me a free meal at a five star restaurant that I can never afford to eat at on my own, so I know this one will be good as well.

Pain shot through my body like a knife being plunged into my body. I tried to pull my body upwards to the edge of the bed, but that action only rewarded me being yanked towards professor Stuart. "Pain..," he huffed, "is similar to pleasure. If you just embrace it, you'll feel it coiling inside of you." And without much of an ado, he continued to slam into me while I let out soft cries. "It hurts," I winced, edging upwards to stray from him. But that only ignited his urgent to yank me towards him.

Rafael’s eyes were glued to me, wide and mesmerized, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp as he watched me take him, the pleasure carving raw, unguarded awe across his face. His hands gripped my hips harder, steadying me as I adjusted, my breath coming in sharp, ragged pants, the stretch and heat of him inside me making my head spin. Then, he started thrusting, slow at first, shallow rolls of his hips that dragged a low, desperate moan from deep in my chest, my fingers clawing at his shoulders. “Fuck, Rafael,” I gasped, my voice breaking, because holly shit, I hadn’t felt this good in forever, every slow, deliberate push of his cock hitting me just right, sending waves of pleasure crashin

Every whispered word, every growl, every heated declaration of possession and love made her body quake anew, pushing them past limits of pleasure she hadn’t thought possible. Their climax collided, violent, messy, beautiful, leaving them trembling together, hearts hammering, skin glistening with sweat, bodies tangled in a mess of ecstasy. And when the morning light finally threatened the edges of the room, they were still intertwined, bodies slick, hearts racing, grins of pure satisfaction on their lips.