Degree Of Lewdity Novels & Stories

His words no longer affected me but his actions did, worse than he could think. "Tell me, Sadie! Is Silas fucking you good? What can be expected from a slut like you. An attention seeking whore, that's what you are." He grasped my jaw with other hand and lifted my head to make me meet his maddened gaze. I struggled in his hold but he kept me caged. My fight seemed to intensified as his gaze shifted towards my lips. Silas? Whore? Slut?

’ asked Harriet anxiously. ‘Not unless you told her! Don’t feel so guilty, Harriet. You are entitled to some pleasure in life.’ ‘But not with her husband,’ protested Harriet. ‘Don’t tell me you’re going to say we can’t do it again.’ ‘It's awkward. When I see you with Rowena I feel terrible.’ Lewis looked annoyed. ‘You seem to have some very middle-class hang-ups about sex.’ ‘Unlike you I’m not artistic, which seems to be a blanket term for lack of morals,’ retorted Harriet, sounding more annoyed than she was because she wanted nothing more than to have Lewis make love to her again.

“That she’s been seen in intimate moments with each of you? Is this a political game, young Alphas—an attempt to consolidate power through an unusual alliance? Or something more... indecent? A violation of sacred traditions?” Caden’s fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tightening until the bones stood out starkly. Ryder, his gaze burning, looked ready to leap across the polished floor and confront the accusing Elder. The implication of “indecent,” of being used, of being a plaything, stung more than any other insult. My face flushed hot with humiliation and shame, despite myself.

You're nothing but trash who thinks she's the best because she's a virgin, but you're just another one who spreads her legs for the first asshole who calls her bullshit. —It only hurts you that I didn't lose my virginity to you. But you know what? Your father really is a stud. —What are you talking about? —He said confused. "Wait... Do you want to cajole my father? —He started laughing at me —Stop being stupid, my father hates ugly and tasteless girls and you are. I couldn't believe that Lucas called me that way, he humiliated me and that hurt me because he said it so loudly that Erika was also making fun of me.

he murmured. I sucked him until my jaw hurt and finally he came. I swallowed every drop, eagerly licking the head of his cock in case I missed any. I so badly wanted to please him. He chuckled. “Greed is one of the seven deadly sins.” “So is lust,” I offered with a playful smile. “Indeed,” he said, putting his cock back in his pants. “Get back into position.” I immediately obeyed with my hands behind my back, on my knees, legs spread.

Lewd. Lena was losing her mind inside my head. Howling, growling in pleasure. Drunk on the aftershocks still rolling through my core like slow thunder. I didn't care about questions or consequences. I only wanted more. More of his mouth, more of his hands, more of the way he looked at me like I was something he had starved without.

I admit to being surrendered to a small dose of pleasure, because, even if it is not a complete novelty, the danger contributes wonderfully to the torrent of adrenaline that surrounds me. Even though I had a man I could call mine for five years, I've always been feeling cold, lonely... Frigid. But now... With my body struggling not to burst into a shameful public spectacle, and the vertigo of the horniness making me blindly grope at a point of support, I feel no less than a well of debauchery. Naughty. That's the word that defines me now. Not frivolous, much less stupid. But, yes, a woman who can recognize her sexual weaknesses and who, even without asking, is enjoying a new experience. Grea

On the verge of a sexual orgy, lust was driving my young white wife to be fucked by dark strangers. A lone lusty Emma, a naked white woman, was going to have sex with multiple dark cocks of strangers. What was driving them? Was it the lust of seeing a young naked white woman who wanted to be gangbanged? Surely, lust and sexual desire were causing this extreme arousal. Lust, in me seeing my wanton naked wife, was causing my permanent erection, albeit it paled in comparison and color as to what was lined up for Emma.

CHAPTER 121 PUNISHMENT WARNING! EXTREMELY SPECIFIC AND DEFINED AS HELL !!!! SEXUAL !!!! CONTENT !!! HANDLE YOUR OWN EMOTIONS AND REACTIONS. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HEAVY (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! It is said that when a man destroys his image just to express his devotion for you means that man is someone who loves you more than anything in this world.

“I’ve had my eyes on you for months. I didn’t know how to say it. You’re beautiful, smart, and so fucking tempting sitting there in my class, answering questions with that sweet voice. I wanted you so badly, but I’m your professor. It felt wrong… until I couldn’t fight it anymore.” His hand stayed between them, fingers rubbing her clit while his thick cock slid in and out of her in long, romantic strokes. “I’ve been jerking off every single night just looking at your videos,” he confessed, voice rough with lust. “Watching you dance, seeing your body move… it drove me crazy. I came thinking about filling this tight little pussy.” Elena moaned louder, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts. The