Forbidden Lust 소설 & 이야기

she said, looking drunk on lust and very appreciative. “You’re my forbidden temptation.” I whispered, pressing my cock into her. Carly let out soft, feminine whimpers as I made her take it all, thrusting deep and hard, faster and faster until her gorgeous little tits were bouncing in rhythm with my hips. “That’s my good girl.”

“I’m sorry; there’s nothing between us.” “Liar! I saw you two kissing. Who are you trying to fool?” “I’m sorry, I truly am. I deserve whatever punishment you wish to impose.” “I just wish you could vanish. How shameless of you to pursue a teenager! So, this was your plan all along—to claim that no man takes you seriously, not realizing that it’s your own despicable actions that drive them away. They see how shameless you are, chasing after boys to satisfy your selfish desires, and that’s why they left you.” Mirabel’s words pierced Susan deeply, leaving her wounded.

“I’m so wet. My fingers are sliding through my dripping pussy while I confess my sins to you.” A sharp inhale came from his side of the booth. I smiled in the darkness as I slowly pushed one finger inside my tight heat, letting out a soft and needy moan. “Child,” he warned, voice rough and strained, almost broken. “You must stop this at once.” But I didn’t stop. I added a second finger, pumping slowly, the wet sounds clearly audible through the lattice. “I wish it were you, Father,” I continued, my voice shaking with arousal. “I want your tongue on my clit. I want your thick cock stretching me open right here in this church. I want you to punish me for being such a dirty girl.”

[[ Clara's Pov ]] I saw the glimmer of hope crashing down behind the layer of his eyes. I felt the same too. Not because I pleaded guilty, but because I was sorry for my sister. She was an angel to me even though I had doubts about whether she thought the same of me or not. I saw his statue-like posture from afar. Perhaps he needed a few moments to return to his aloof mood. So I gave him enough space to calm down. My mind wandered on their previous

And I have no intention of giving him back. We both knew this was dangerous. One day we might slip up. One close call too many and everything could come crashing down. But neither of us could stop. The passion, the risk, the forbidden thrill, it owned us now. And as long as Mom never found out, we’d keep fucking like rabbits behind her back. Our dirty little secret was only getting started.

Moans rose from chest, mixing with his subtle sighs, and my clit throbbed painfully against his palm. “This is what you want huh?” He broke the kiss for a short moment, his dark, lust filled eyes searching mine. I nodded slowly, like the filthy slut that I had become. I didn't care, all I wanted was to be spread open and filled up by this man who had stolen my sleep. “Use your words, Lora.” My legs shook at the mention of my name, and when he pressed his calloused palm firmly against my dripping, aching cunt, I couldn't help but groan.

She closed the gap between us, the bounce of her breasts sending a sharp jolt of heat straight to my gut. “W…why?” she whispered, reaching out to take my hand. “Why can’t it happen? I want this, and I know you want it too.” “You’re wrong.” I forced the words out, my fingers clenching into a tight fist just to stop myself from pulling her back into my arms. “I don’t want this. It is forbidden.” She didn’t say a word. She just stared at me, challenging the lie. “This is a grave sin, Safira. It stops here.”

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

That's probably the reason why he no longer felt any lust for Charm. 'Fuck! I want to see Leigh now,' Wayne exclaimed in his mind. 'She's driving me crazy. Damn! I only can think of her. Leigh is the only woman I want to make me horny in bed. And later, I will make sure I can claim her again.' he remarked.

she vowed, her heart breaking for her daughter's pain. Once alone with Barton, Aaron's pent-up emotions burst forth like a dam breaking. "Your so-called king wants to..." he began, struggling to articulate the disgust he felt. "He wants to marry her, but not out of love. It's his lust," he spat, his anger boiling over. Barton's expression hardened as Aaron recounted the events, his own guilt weighing heavily on him. "I had asked him," Barton interjected weakly, knowing his words held little solace for his son.