Novel & Cerita Degree Of Lewdity

he growled, punctuating his words with a hip rotation. I was at his mercy. My life was his to control and surely the same with my orgasm. “Please,” I mewled, my hips matching his movement, thrust for thrust. His eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to the point that we were joined, “You are such a dirt whore, sleeping with a criminal, isn’t that against your code of conduct?” he hissed. I didn’t care, all I knew was that what he was doing, he better not stop it.

Lexie’s voice was laced with bitterness. "And oh, I forgot—I could ask anyone for sex, just like I asked you. I bet no one would ever dare say no to me. What do you think? I could take one to my own bed, rock his whole world, and forget about it the next day—just like how a B*TCH acts. Ohhh yeah—what about a gangbang? Or a threesome? Maybe four? I think the experience would be so hot..." Lexie added. For a moment, Ram wanted to beg her to stop talking. She was acting and speaking so filthy, and damn it, he hated it.

he murmured. But the only sound I made was a soft moan. My fingers moved between my legs, finding the slick heat. I was already so close. "Priest..." I whispered. "Finger your pussy deeper," he mumbled huskily this time. And I did. My hips moved with the rhythm, chasing every wave of pleasure. The word priest made it worse. Made it better. And made it hotter. "Good girl," he whispered. My whole body reacted. My thighs trembled. My toes curled.

“Is that what we can be? Can this be regular?” I, Julian Lockley, am a sex addict, who likes the degradation of barely legal girls. I tried to reinforce it to myself. “It shouldn’t be,” I said, morality making a pathetic attempt at returning. “You need someone considerably better than a man like me to enjoy the pleasures with.” “I don’t want anyone else, though. I want you.” Her honesty was always astounding. “You can’t know that yet,” I told her. “This is your only benchmark. You’re a young girl, with a long life ahead.”

Possessing me. I moan as he grinds against me. "Lee, please," I pant. I don't even know what I'm asking for. All I know is that he knows and he can give me what I need. I never in my life thought I'd be so horny. I've seen needy slutty girls in high school, showing off their bodies. Making out where everyone can see them. I thought they were disgusting. Actually I still do. What I feel for Levi is nothing like what those girls do. They use boys as possessions and see them only as status symbols. That is not how I feel about Lee... I've loved him for so long, I just didn't think he'd ever want me back.

They were staring, giggling behind their hands. Stupid bitches. I turned to Marley, whose silence was almost worse than Lexis’s drunken aggression. He just sat there, puffing his cigar, his eyes unreadable. Lexis leaned in close, his face so near I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck. “Wouldn’t you like it,” he whispered, his voice sickening, “if I had a taste of that sweet pussy of yours?” That was it. My fear cracked wide open, replaced by pure rage. I shoved him with all my strength, scrambling to my feet.

‎With one last thrust, we both lost it, cummin together in a shaking, screaming mess. ‎"Fuck... Liliana!" ‎"Arghh... Joel... Mhmmm fuck!" ‎I collapsed on his firm chest, panting and sweating, my squirt soaking the counter. ‎"Oh Liliana," Joel groaned, "Everyone needs a slutty sister with juicy pussy like you." ‎"Everyone needs a cousin with a big monster cock like yours."

Lena and I have been seeing each other ever since… and sometimes our husbands get to watch the filthy things we do together. I went from a straight married woman to a complete bisexual slut who craves her pussy almost as much as my husband’s cock. And I’ve never been more satisfied.

His long fingers glided slowly up my inner thigh, the heat of his palm searing against my bare skin. He didn’t even have to touch me deeply to find the evidence of my undoing. “I barely touched you,” Archie swore against my lips, his voice dropping into a rough, thick rumble that made my knees completely give out. “You are fucking soaked. Damn, baby girl.

A man begins a daring, taboo relationship with two eighteen-year-old girls _________________ The dictionary defines lust as ‘a strong sexual desire.’ But I think it’s more than that. There is something pure… something primeval about true lust. It began like any other day. Being early September, it was more autumn than summer, although it had turned decidedly warm for the time of year. That and the fact that I had just begun a week off work meant that I was in high spirits.