Sandpaper Kisses Papercut Bliss Novels & Stories

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

"You may now kiss your Queen" I turned to her. Her twin sapphires holding my gaze. A deep cut smile protruded from her soft lips. I leaned closer to her, gently crashing my lips on hers. The warmth of her lips was pleasurable. I clutched her curvy waist, digging her closer to me. The skin of my hand brushed past hers, igniting electrifying sparks allowing burning tingling sensation explode within me. Davina gasped, pulling away as she felt it and a smile covered my lips.

Delicately arranged among strands of seaweed rests a roll of parchment paper, its surface exuding a pearlescent sheen. Madissa's eyes widen in surprise as she unrolls the parchment, revealing the heartfelt words penned by Bryan's hand. The ink, a deep and vibrant hue, glistens in the underwater light, creating a mesmerizing display. With every line she reads, her surprise transforms into sheer delight, her heart resonating with the emotions conveyed on the page.

Turning to face Tim, they kissed passionately until they were both out of breath. Tim carried Sandra to the bedroom, laying her down carefully before resuming their intimacy. Aware of her stitches, Tim was gentle, but their passion was intense. They continued until Sandra climaxed, her body trembling with pleasure. Tim wasn’t done. He spread Sandra’s legs and used his tongue to pleasure her, savoring her essence. Even after reaching her peak, Sandra’s desire burned fiercely. Tim obliged, fingering her before entering her again. This time, when Tim reached his climax, he withdrew and Sandra finished him off with her mouth.

“You want to piss me off, huh… You do not know what you are doing, Sandy. Tread cautiously.” Sandy smiled and winked. “I really don’t care… Besides, Trent has always wanted to—” I cut her off with my mouth latching on her pussy. She cried out and fell back on the bed then gripped the back of my head. I opened my mouth and kissed her pussy with my tongue, forming shapes on her clit and the entrance. She shook under me, her thighs shaking and almost constricting my head. I parted her legs more and lapped at her pussy, loving the taste of her on my tongue.

Sophia had a piping bag and was neatly drawing a range of designs across Isabella’s torso. I carefully placed each ball and then finished it off with a sprinkling of edible glitter. I stood back to admire my handiwork it looked pretty good. Sophia sat up onto the table. “I’m feeling left out” she said as she removed her apron and laid down. I hadn’t realised that Sophia had also shaved her pussy for the occasion. I liberally poured golden syrup over hers. She giggled as the warm sticky liquid enrobed her tight wet cunt. I then sprinkled a few handfuls of multi coloured hundred and thousands over the top. Isabella had sat up and was sprinkling icing sugar all over Sophia’s breasts. She then l

Sandro’s control finally snapped. He grabbed her by the waist and yanked her against him, mouth crashing down in a bruising kiss. His hands were everywhere, cupping her ass, squeezing her breasts through the lace, before he gripped the delicate fabric and ripped. The sound of tearing lace filled the room as he tore the babydoll down the front, exposing her completely. The garters followed, snapped with impatient strength until the expensive gift lay in ruined shreds at her feet. “Better,” he growled against her neck. “Nothing between us.”

Paper Cuts for a Birthday* Sandra wiped her tears with the back of her hand, smearing salt and mascara across her skin, before her fingers found her phone. The screen lit up her face in the dark. Happy birthday to you, young miss. We all miss you. A small, broken sound escaped her. Her lips curved, but it wasn’t quite a smile. More like her mouth remembering how. Thank you. I miss you too, she typed back, each letter heavier than the last.

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.