Tongue Fetish

Warning: 18+ only contains explicit scenes and adult languages featuring hard-core taboo and young adult erotica. This is an erotic compilation containing stories of irresistible fun, steamy, filthy and naughty stories. Get ready to be intrigued and feel the ultimate excitement . ******* I pulled her p*ssy lips apart and just stared at how pretty and pink she was. “So fucking hot,” I growled and spat directly on her swollen, little clit and watched my saliva drip down her slit and toward her ass. Melanie inhaled sharply and shook her head, whispering, “No. I don’t want this.” I chuckled darkly. “Your body tells another story.” She gripped my head, ripping my ball cap off, and tried to push me away. But she was no match for my strength and how much I wanted to suck on her cunt. I wanted to make Melanie come all over my face. I wanted to force an orgasm from her so she cried and hated herself. “Sweet, soft little p*ssy,” I murmured against her now soaked pussy and dragged my tongue through her slit. I nipped at her swollen clit, causing her to moan and cry and curse me out. I latched onto her clit again and sucked it in hard and deep. Her scent and flavor drove me crazy. I growled like a wild animal as I ate her out. This moment, this woman made me feel frenzied. I wanted to devour her. She kicked and pulled my hair, tried to scratch my face, and told me “no” and “stop” in between her moans of pleasure.

I slid under his arms, seeking a safe place to catch my breath. I noticed a playful smile on his lips, but I chose to ignore it. "Will the transformation hurt?" I lowered my gaze and whispered. "First, your bones start to break, sending you to the ground," his eyes were closed. "Then, thick fur will grow all over your body. The limb stretching, I think that's the most thrilling part of the pain." The Alpha teased with a flicker of his tongue before continuing. "Next comes the shortening of the snout and the development of sharp claws and fangs." "Will I become irrational?" I covered my mouth, trying to control the knot that had formed in my throat. "How do you control it?" Laughing, he had already reached me and pulled me close, digging his claws not too deeply into my hip, causing a painful moan. "It takes strength, training, and having the goddess on your side, human..." He withdrew his claws, leaving only a long scratch, and returned to my chin, scratching it and collecting a drop of blood. He licked it and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be here throughout your trial..." "To make sure I die?" With tears in my eyes, I took a few more steps towards his dangerous game, realizing that his breathing was slightly heavier. "You remind me a lot of her," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "To ensure your transformation doesn't get out of control and to witness the deity's choice." With more pressure on my forehead, he forced me to take a few steps back in pain.

"How dare you to run away from me?” he said in his cold dark tone, his voice seemed very angry, his hand kept tightening around Jasmine neck that she could hardly breath.She struggled and begged "Plee.. Please let me go… yo.. you are mistaken wit.. With me, I.. I.. am not who you think” "Is that so, huh? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t know me?” he said in dangerous tone"Nooo.. Noooo.. I don’t know you, please leave me” Jasmine lied and her dragon wing rune on her wrist started burning."Then let me remind you who I am…” He said and in smashed his lips on her and before jasmine could struggle or push him away he released her neck and pulled her both hands above her head.His kiss was full on anger and dominance, he bit hard on Jasmine lower lip which made her open her mouth a little, taking that as opportunity he slid his warm tongue inside and started exploiting her mouth in every way possible.Couple of minutes later when he felt jasmine fainting because of lack of oxygen he pulled back "Now do you remember me?” He questioned her breathing hot air on her swollen lips. "Wh..o.. who are you?” Jasmine questioned him in her low voice trembling voice.He kept fanning hot breaths on her lips until “Draco” he said in his deep magnetic voice.-CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Content warning (18+): This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk. ~~~ I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house. They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night. He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out. Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss. I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name. Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him. But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom. Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat. Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt. I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.

*Emily 🖤* Just one night. That’s all it was supposed to be. I never knew one night could change everything. Could burn through every wall I’ve built. Could leave me craving someone I should’ve walked away from. He’s handsome—dark in the way shadows linger even when the lights are on. Powerful. Dangerous. Magnetic. Everyone says he’s a hero. That he’s the man who takes down the monsters hiding in plain sight. But he doesn’t look like the hero to me. Not when I’ve seen the way he watches me. Not when I’ve felt the way his hands command and control. There’s something he’s not telling me. Something I shouldn’t have seen… something I can’t unfeel. And now my sister is involved — and that’s when the truth dawned. This isn't just danger. It's a storm. I should run. He’s mafia. I’m just a college girl with a sharp tongue, a guarded heart——and one secret. I’m not built for his world. But near him, all the strength I thought I had crumbles. I’m bold. I don’t bend. But with him, I shatter. And the worst part? I don’t want to be saved from it. I want him. All of him — the light, the dark, the secrets, the sins. But one thing I know for sure: Love like this? It always ends in blood. *Xavier.* ⬛ One night. That’s all it took. She thinks it was nothing, but from the moment I saw her, I knew. She was mine—her body, her mind, her chaos. She cracked the Omertà file. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s already in my world. In my world… There’s no way out. ---

“Hey, little rogue. You belong to me. You can never escape from me.” His voice was solid and fearful as I stared at him with intense hatred “I’d rather die than let you have me. To hell with you!” I spat at his face, my chest fuming with anger “I was planning to take you to heaven but if you prefer hell, then so be it.” his hoarse voice roamed my neck and before I could blink, my left breast was in his huge palm He crushed it painfully as he locked his gaze with me. I winced in pain but refused to fall for his cheap, pleasurable tricks. “Everything, everything about you is mine. You can never die without my permission. I will make you submit to my authority,” he declared with a rougher voice and claimed my right breast in his mouth My body betrayed me. A slight gasp escaped my throat as his wet tongue coated my nipple. It was insanely good. The mix of pleasure and hatred were too much for my body to handle, I had to let go of one for the other. Pleasure! My body chose that as I shamelessly moaned in his tight grip. He was sucking hard on the breast in his mouth as he fondled the other. “Shit!” I found myself spitting out as he stopped abruptly His eyes were red with pleasure as he stared at me. “Let’s stop here for today, little rogue. We shall continue another time” I couldn’t believe my ears. I watched the enemy that killed my entire family walk out of the door without being able to do anything but the most terrible thing was that I enjoyed his pleasure. “Damn you, Aria!” I cursed myself as I broke into tears.

“Uggh!” She groaned as he slammed her on the wall and pinned one hand above her head while the other squeezed ever so gently at her neck. He was so close that their breaths mingled together.  “Stop playing with fire, little pet, lest you get burned.” He growled, and she squirmed, not out of fear but because the heat had begun to pool between her legs.  She knew that she should stop, but she didn’t want to lose to him. “What if I want to get burned?” She said before she stuck out her tongue and licked his lower lip slowly.  He groaned. “We can’t do this. You’re my goddaughter.”  She smirked. “That makes it even more exciting.”  ••••••••• Aurora Reed, daughter to a single father who was a billionaire, has always acted out. She was a firecracker who tried her best to make trouble everywhere she went. After getting arrested, she suddenly finds herself thrust into the hands of her godfather, Frederick Peterson, to get disciplined.  As someone who has always loved her freedom, she refuses, but she doesn’t have a choice.  Worst of all, she has had a secret crush on him since she was young, but she never acted on it because he was already taken.  Frederick is a mafia lord who is very big on everything in his control, so when his best friend asks him to help tame his bratty daughter, he agrees.  It’s going to be very easy.  Except it isn’t.  When he finds himself being drawn to the firecracker he was meant to tame, everything goes out of control.  Both of them find their worlds entangled in a game of lust, forbidden love, brutality, manipulation, betrayal and unending darkness. PS: New chapters are updated daily.

His nose was an inch away from mine. Eyes looked down it with burning intensity. “You are mine, Adelia. And there is nothing in the world that can change that.” He growled, tracing the side of my face with a feather-light touch. I recoiled and swatted his hand away. Wanted to move backward. Out of his proximity but a strong hand settled on my lower back. Pulled me into him. Our eyes met again, letting all of my venom show in them. “You are married, Michael. Married and human! Us being mates doesn't take away from that fact.” I hissed. His blue eyes darkened. Hand flexed on my back. “Then turn me. Make me a wolf and I will be by your side until the world burns.” “Married. That is another obstacle. I won't be a home-wrecker. Never again.” I tried to move away from him. Away from the lurking promise of death and destruction if I gave in to him. Remained in his presence. But his hand twined with my dress. Forced me to stay so deathly close to him. I felt my resolve melt away. “She will understand. How can't she? We were destined to be together by the goddess herself.” He whispered and brushed his lips against my cheek. A shudder ran down my spine. “A goddess that you don't believe in.” Michael pulled away. Smiled cruelly down at me. “The only goddess I believe in is the one right in front of me.” I didn't stop him when his lips crashed into mine. Or when his tongue drifted over my bottom lip. Opened up for him so that he could explore the inside of my mouth. Devoured me whole. Morals be damned, then.

We all have an inspiration to live. We all have that one person who keeps us from fighting and moving. That someone who keeps our heart beating. That someone who keeps on giving us a blissful morning. But what if one morning while laying in the dark, the person you loved the most is the person you can't remember anymore? Fall Navarez never thought that this day would come. Never did he think of losing the memories of that someone in his head. Later did he realize, he came up with a question: "Who's Grace?" There's a lot of variations in their testimonies. Some have scarlet threads attached. Some had loose strings which means a dead end. Fall Navarez didn't know what story he had to believe. He wanted to believe them all, but every person he asked, died the day after. "Grace is your girlfriend, Fall." "Hell no! Grace is your wife." "That would be gross, but I only know was that Grace is your sister." "Oh my God, you really don't know, do you? Grace is your f*ckin' psychologist!" Why would Fall had a psychologist, assuming that Grace is indeed one? "You're hell-bent, Fall! You're crazy!" "Who's Grace?! Answer now or I'll f*cking kill you!" He smirked. "As you did to your mother?" he held his tongue and spit saliva at Fall. "Hell yeah! YOU KILLED YOUR F*CKING MOTHER!" Maybe there's someone who's deceiving. Maybe someone had asked them to deceive Fall! But wait, where was the lie? To the you-killed-Grace part or the Grace-is-your-mother part? Hmm, did Grace really fall from grace? "Put the gun in your mouth. . . pull the trigger." FALL FROM GRACE by ANONYGLITCH

“It's only fair to have some fun as well” I muttered to myself, ready to leave my dignity behind as I cheerfully reached for the bulge in his pants, letting my fingers roam wild as I pulled out his already hardened d**k, teasing the tip with my tongue as I marvelled at his size. “Suck it and don't stop until I tell you to” he ordered whilst grabbing a firm hold of my hair, yanking my head backwards. “Stop” I muttered inaudibly, "you're gripping too hard". “What? Can't handle it a little rough?” He mocked, yanking me up by my hair, pinning me against the wall. “i have no intention of being gentle with you, so if you can't sit pretty and take it like a good girl, then you're welcome to leave, but making that decision might cost you your life, because I don't like it very much when women walk out on me, especially during intimacy” “so…what's it going to be?” I smirked lightly as I answered his question by shoving him to the bed. “Then it seems I have no choice but to please you tonight, you can use me however you see fit and I'll ensure to ride you like my life depends on it” I responded, my clothes slowly falling to the floor layer by layer as I got on top of him, smiling in satisfaction as I buckled his belt around his wrist, restraining him to the bed as I positioned myself, ready to take full control. Elisa darkhorse, betrothed to Damian Greyhound but is met in matrimony with him young uncle (Leonard Greyhound) instead. will Damian give way for their relationship to blossom? or will the relationship prove fatal as a toxic love triangle is formed?