Sweet Pampering Novels & Stories

Hopefully the success he'd had with both Beth and Sue, by behaving ridiculously innocent and passive, would allow him to steadily stoke Pam's craving for him, or better said, his cock. Pam had done her best to convey a disinterest in how sexy she knew she looked, even as she felt the eyes, both male and female, virtually crawl over her exposed skin as she had settled in on the chaise lounge, next to Beth. Now, after relaxing for the past half hour or so, she had grown immune to the random leer from a fellow vacationer. Yet, as the penetrating Caribbean sun enveloped her golden skin, her body's response was not so easily ignored. There was no denying the sweltering arousal percolating beneath

‎After a long day, Eli and Damien's apartment was a sanctuary of quiet routine. They ate the previous night's leftovers, the simple act a comfort in itself. Eli, ever deriving pleasure in caring for his partner, washed the dishes and then turned his attention to Damien, a silent, loving ritual. He carried Dame upstairs to the bath and scrubbed his lover's body with a gentle touch, then applied mint balm to soothe his muscles. The soft scent of mint filled the air as he massaged an anti-inflammatory cream into Eli's entrance, a tender gesture that made Damien whimper in his sleep.

Who's this handsome hunk? 👥️️ He looks charming and amazing 👥️️ His slow strides and composure makes me want him more 👥️️ He could pass for a model I just smiled as I sat down. I removed my sunglasses and people kept gasping 👥️️ Marry me, Carter 👥️️ He doesn't seem to age at all 👥️️ His wife would be so lucky They started clicking my pictures and I made sure to pose for them so they'd take it well. The waiter who came to attend to me couldn't stop blushing and smiling

Speaking of this, Natalie smiled embarrassedly at him and said, "Senior Brother Quinton, I know I'm making things difficult for you. But just take it that I'm willful. Just pamper me again!" Pamper? It was rare to hear such words from her mouth. At that time, Arthur's mood was complicated beyond words. It turned out that in her eyes, he had always pampered her. Even he had never realized this. However, no matter whether it was in the past or now, even if he had completely changed his feelings for her, he had not changed his urge to 'pamper' her.

Flynn asked after eyeing up the cake. Lucas looked down at the tray. Sarah had selected the lemon cake with sherbet icing. It wasn’t a combination he would have chosen, it had been Flynn’s idea instead based on the sweet. The combination of sweet and sharp worked surprisingly well with that cake. “Chamomile to calm us down for the meeting later,” she replied and put the tray down on the bench. Flynn pouted and Lucas was left wondering if he wanted Darjeeling instead. That thought was enough to make him smile.

I whispered sadly, "what happened?" "Goodness me, you've made such a mess, mousie. Come on and clean it up, then you can remake lunch for Mommy." Sapphire said, approaching us. Damien let go of me and gently nudged me away from him as Sapphire approached. She stepped over the small puddle of wine and pulled Damien's collar, kissing him roughly. I gasped, shocked to see her feeling him all over. She slid her hands down his chest and palmed his groin over his pants, massaging it gently. Damien groaned softly. "Is my pet getting hard? If you be a good boy and clean up here and make lunch, Mommy will give you a nice reward tonight." She said, licking her lips.

This wasn't just a minor setback; Sophie was going through something difficult, and she needed our support more than ever. "Absolutely, Sophie," I reassured, my voice laced with warmth. "We'll pamper ourselves rotten. Imagine it – fluffy robes, cucumber water, facials that leave us glowing, and enough makeup to create a thousand different looks! It'll be the ultimate girls' day, just you wait.”

the questions came in a rush. “Let me have something to eat first, then I will rest a little and we will talk” she said calmly. “What would you like to eat?” Mr. Hampton picked up the telephone to call the housekeeper. “I would love scrambled eggs and sweet potato”, she responded. Mr. Hampton punched some buttons and placed the telephone on his ear, it rang once and Annie picked. “Hello Annie, please make my wife scrambled eggs and sweet potato. Everything should be well done please, we will be waiting. Thank you” he ended the call.

“I think I can survive being pampered… as long as you’re there.” She grinned. “Deal. But first, breakfast victory. Then spa domination.”

When I came again, clenching hard around his thick cock, Damien followed with a deep groan, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with hot pulses of his release. We stayed connected for a long moment, breathing hard. He pressed soft kisses to my forehead, my cheeks, my lips surprisingly tender after how roughly he’d taken me. Later, we moved to the private steam room, wrapped only in soft white towels. Damien pulled me onto his lap on the heated marble bench, his hands lazily stroking my thighs. “You deserve this every week,” he murmured against my hair. “Spa days. Shopping. Anything that makes my good girl feel spoiled and safe.”