Bloody Lips Novels & Stories

My lips were burning. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror with both hands gripping the edge of the porcelain sink, knuckles white from the pressure. The washcloth I'd been using lay crumpled in the basin, stained a sickly pink where my lipstick had mixed with the blood from where I'd scrubbed my mouth raw. I'd been at it for ten minutes. Scalding water that left my skin red and tender. Soap that smelled like lavender but felt like acid against the split skin of my lips.

I bit my lip because of what he said. He grabbed my neck and violently inserted his tongue into my mouth. He bit my lip causing it to bleed. When I opened my eyes, his eyes were still closed and there seemed to be no plan to release my lips. When he took my hand and held my palm on his already losing cock, I looked there. He just closed his eyes and savored every kiss.

Mandy faked coughing as if she was gaining back consciousness before the professor’s twitching mouth reached to touch her lips. It was tempting for the old man to imagine that he was going to similarly kiss a young adult’s red and shiny, healthy-looking lips. Mandy made sure to apply a waterproof lip tint before she came to take this class with the aim to keep her beautiful face safe from looking ugly in front of Mike and everyone else. She was not worried about her face getting wet, Mandy was confident in her beauty but she did not want to show her darkened lips due to excessive smoking if she gets or feels cold being in the water. She was aware her lips her dark lips can ruin the beauty of

He looked insanely divine with his orbs closed. His face was tinted reddish pink and his swollen lips was smeared with my glossy lipstick. "Now you should know the answer to your question and don't ever let me see another tear in your eyes because if I did, it won't be good for you."

I bit my lips, and I caught him around the neck and kissed him on my back. Just as the two hot and wet lips were pressed together, I felt an indescribable hot and dry feeling. I frowned and retreated quickly. However, my lips are still scratchy, as if there are little bugs crawling on my lips. I reached out my little tongue and licked my lips, trying to soothe my pinkish lips that wanted to be touched and sucked. However, the more licking, the more intense the craving, and even soon from the original itch to the unspeakable burning sensation.

then bite her lower lip, I ignore her questions because my eyes glue on her lips which are being a victim of her sweet I slowly realize her lip with my right thumb and start rubbing my thumb on her juicy pink lips, which is inviting me so badly, god she is so tempting that I can't control myself anymore more, So I lean in to kiss her. *****

Her word was whispered in a hair breadth distance from his lips. A COUPLE OF MINUTES passed by after Damon the Prideful left the premise of the room. Maleficent sat before the vanity mirror as she fixed the ruined blush of her thin lips. The deep blood red color of her lips was now smeared; a testament of how much her lover devoured her earlier. It was a good thing that he wiped the crimson ink that tainted his lips before he went out.

Her breath came in ragged hitches. He shifted his gaze to her mouth, his thumb rubbing over her bare lips. They were devoid of lipstick, soft and vulnerable, and he rubbed them hard enough to turn the flesh a bruised, stinging red. The sight made a low, animalistic growl vibrate from deep within his chest.

One side of my lips curls up. "Then you didn't see me play" - I say as I lick her face from the corner of her lips to her earlobe. She can't hold herself back anymore, as she grabs my hair at the nape of my neck and hungrily kisses me. My hand on her ass tightens and I open my mouth a bit so she can plunge her tongue into my mouth. I suck hers a bit, slipping my fingers between her folds. She moans louder and I let her enjoy this moment a little longer, then all of a sudden I bit down her lip, spilling blood. She gasps, as she unattached our lips, and has confusion written in her eyes. I pull my fingers out of her pussy.

The thick, jagged spikes violently ripped completely through his heavily blistered lower lip, aggressively tearing a massive, deep, horrific gash completely down to his violently bruised, actively bleeding chin. He violently collapsed entirely backward onto the sharp, freezing gravel, actively spitting the thick, dirty root completely out of his raw, actively bleeding mouth. He aggressively choked on a massive, terrifying stream of hot, dark blood and acidic bile, his severely crushed, heavily bruised chest violently heaving with every single, rattling breath. His entire, once-handsome face was a completely unrecognizable, actively bleeding mask of raw, violently shredded flesh.