Siply Pleasure Novels & Stories

"We've got a lot of ground yet to cover before Dallas leaves. That sweet, sexy body needs to remember what's going on." He lifted her leg high and slid one of the dildos into her still soaked pussy while Dallas inserted the other in her ass. Then he put her leg down and pulled her into his arms, while Dallas spooned against her back. "You know," Dallas said, "she might like a visit to Jade." "Jade?" she asked sleepily. "What's that." "Not what," Pete answered. "Who. And I think Dallas may be right. By the time we're finished tomorrow, you'll be primed for the next level of the pleasure principle."

As she was only wearing lingerie, Julianne instinctively pressed herself closer to the shelf. I tried to suppress the surge of desire rising inside me, yet my hand moved almost on its own as I unclasped her bra. "Ah!" She let out a soft cry and looked at me nervously as she whispered, "Don't… I'm scared." I leaned closer. "Did that feel good? Be honest." She stayed silent for a long moment before finally answering in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It did." She shut her eyes as she said it, and tears slid down her cheeks. "It did feel good. Are you happy now? I'm a slut. You played me like a fiddle, and I actually liked it…"

“So fucking perfect. Leaking milk all over us while your pussy makes those sloppy sounds for me.” I cried out loudly, my body arching up to meet his thrusts. The wet, rhythmic squelching of my pussy filled the living room as he drove into me over and over. His cock stretched me perfectly, hitting deep with every stroke. He fondled my breasts relentlessly, sometimes pressing them together, sometimes tugging on the nipples to make milk spray across my chest. The pleasure was overwhelming, building higher and higher with each powerful thrust.

I asked blushing and smiling to myself. "If you're actually good you don't get spanking unless it's requested. I could even tie you to a bed and leave a prostate massager in you for hours. That's punishment and pleasure at the same time. I would get the satisfaction of seeing you squirming and moaning uncontrollably shooting loads until you're dry. It's not always about sex. I get pleasure from just seeing you have.....fun or being pleasured as long as it's from me" He whispered against my ear rather seductively and making sure to lick the shell. My eyes were closed imagining whatever he was saying.

The fullness of the plug, the exquisite pain from the clamps, Jake's heated gaze roaming over her body - it was almost too much to process. But she craved more. Needed more. "Please," Sophia whimpered, arching her back. Jake's hand wrapped gently around her throat, just enough pressure to make her breath catch. "What do you need, darling?" "You," she whispered. "Always you." Jake's low voice rumbled in Sophia's ear. "Is that right, little one?" Sophia nodded frantically, her hips bucking as Jake's expert fingers teased her most sensitive spot. Waves of pleasure radiated through her body, amplified by the plug stretching her ass and the clamps on her nipples.

To explore and experience the supreme form of pleasure. As her breath steadied, she felt the faint press of his canines against her shoulder. The pleasure of being torn by his teeth overlapped with the pleasure of her climax. It was mild yet delicious enough to snag her breath. She closed her eyes in submission, feeling the pressure mounting.

She hisses into his mouth and I don’t hesitate to make it happen. She’s so slick, so needy for us, it doesn’t take long to open her up. And I don’t take it easy on her, sliding all the way to the hilt in one deep thrust. She screams but not in pain, it’s a cry of pleasure, one that’s begging for more. And we’re happy to give it to her.

I am too weak to even open my eyes. “Yes, yes…” I moved my hips to welcome every enter of his fingers. I was so fucking wet that the sound of it can be heard in every corner of the small room. I trembled. This is too much. The pleasure was too much for me to even care about the man who is doing this to me. I do not even care if it is Sylvan anymore. I just wanted to feel the blinding pleasure. I just wanted to find my release. “Fuck. Fuck! Yes, baby,” he whispered harshly in my neck as he nipped the skin on it, doubling the pleasure I am feeling.

I clung to him, my body quivering in anticipation, as the pleasure coiled tightly within me, ready to explode. And then, as he touched his thumb to my clit, I shattered. Pleasure radiated through every fiber of my being, consuming me in a wave of pure ecstasy. I cried out his name, my voice mingling with the steamy air, as the intensity of my release crashed over me, leaving me breathless and blissfully sated. As I gradually returned to reality, my body still buzzing with pleasure, I found myself locked in Felix's gaze. His grey eyes were filled with an intoxicating mix of desire, awe, and a fierce possessiveness that sent a shiver down my spine.