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I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

Of course the picture of mom standing there naked bouncing around my head wasn't helping matters any. As I sat there I began to visualize both mom and Cassie naked, the taste of Cassie's pussy still in my mouth. Without realizing I was doing it I began to stroke my cock. It wasn't until my balls emptied and coated my hand in goo that I became aware of what I'd been doing. After my euphoria faded I glanced down at my cum coated hand with disgust. Slipping out of my bedroom I rushed to the bathroom and scrubbed the gunk off. It was on the way back to my bedroom when things became a whole lot more unnerving.

It was seen Erito’s nude body with his dark green undies and Eriwan’s nude body with his white undies. Both Eriwan and Erito couldn’t fall asleep in their own bedrooms. Their eyes were still opened widely. The kissing scene was still flying here and there inside the heaven of their mind and consciousness. Both of them turned their nude bodies to the left and to the right. There was no way for them to be able to fall asleep. Oh shit… How could I kiss Eriwan like that? I was so lusting… I wanted him a lot… If I hadn’t sobered up, I don’t know what would have happened between us…

Brad frowned deeply. He knew his friend very well. If he didn't care for then he would have kicked her out after using her body but no, the situation here is not as simple as he was thinking. Celestine sighed when she saw Brad wagging behind her like a tail. She cant tell him about her personal affairs. He might be a loyal friend to Damien but not for her. There is no way she would believe him, after all her love starts from a brothel, a forbidden place where all men went to quench their thirst, lusty desires. An impure place ... with no respect. Like Lisa many other girls were sold and forced to live a life of whore... She laughed hysterically, taking both butler and Brad by surprise.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

She swallowed every drop. Another afternoon, they fucked in the guest bathroom. Jasper bent her over the sink. He watched in the mirror as he thrust into her from behind. Her breasts swayed with each stroke. She bit her lip to stay quiet. They both came hard and fast. The risk stayed constant. His dad was often nearby. The thrill made Jasper harder than ever. Vivienne grew bolder too. She sent him secret texts with photos of her body. Jasper stroked himself in his room looking at them.

I tried to grind down, to take his fingers deeper, but he pulled his hand out completely from my shorts He lifted off my body, stood beside the bed, towering over me again “I want you naked now. Remove those shorts” His voice was all command, deep and manly, leaving no room for argument. I didn’t waste time. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband, slid the silky shorts down my hips and over my thighs “Good. Now open those legs wide. I want to see what is mine” What is his? The words echoed in my head. I didn’t complain though. I opened my legs wide, knees falling apart, exposing everything to him. His eyes roamed over my body slowly, then rested between my legs… just like they did in his house

The invitation had arrived in a plain black envelope with no return address ,just a time, a location, and a single line: “Come alone.” At 29, Nadia had almost thrown it away. She was a quiet graphic designer who rarely did anything spontaneous. But something about the mysterious card had stirred a long-buried craving for adventure. So here she was, walking barefoot across cool sand toward the distant glow of a bonfire on a secluded stretch of coastline. The party was already in full swing when she arrived. About twenty people, all beautiful in different ways, gathered around the crackling fire. Some were naked, some wore only light wraps or nothing at all. Music played softly from hidden spe

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

"Swallow it, niece. Take Uncle's pierced cock down your slutty throat." I choked, tears running, but relaxed. He fucked my mouth slow, training me inch by inch. Pulled a book from the shelf—old erotica, yellow pages. Read aloud while thrusting. "'The duke bent his maid over, cock slamming her wet cunt while she begged for more.' Sound familiar, you taboo bitch?" His words mixed with the story, hips rolling. The piercing scraped my throat, cold bump adding to the stretch. I sucked hungry, tasting pre-cum. "Deeper. Read with me in your mind—'He filled her ass with his seed, marking her as his.' Gonna do that to you soon."