Forbidden Lust Novels & Stories

Third person POV Jose stripped naked and his gorgeous body was revealed to every eyes garnering alot of lustful eyes, some girls who were being fucked by their partners even gives Jose lustful gazes, maybe they love threesome or something, Jose continue looking around, licking his lips once in a while when he finds something that interests him, his thick dick already hard and throbbing. "Let's go to the registering hall for you to get registered" Francis said, bringing Jose out from his tranced state of want and lust, he nodded and followed the male, even when they left some people were still looking were they disappeared to, there faces filled with lust and regret.

Those were true feelings of happiness,remorse and more. They became his little children who had to be thought how to live freely.He showed them pleasures beyond their wildest dreams.He wasn't the one with the most dominant sin for nothing.Lust was the secret forbidden desire of a human's heart begging to be shown.All he ever needed to do was find how to trigger it. With the internet in existence his job became very easy.

Fino a perdere tutti i tuoi sensi: Until you lose all your senses. Non ci sarà pietà, solo piacere: There will be no mercy, only pleasure

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores themes of religious taboo, power dynamics, and forbidden romance. It is not intended to reflect real-world religious practices or figures. All characters involved in romantic or sexual situations are consenting adults. ✴️✴️ The wooden pew was digging into Sienna's back. Saint Jude's smelled like wax and cold stone and something old she couldn't name. She hated this place. She hated the silence that wasn't actually silence, just fifty people breathing and pretending to be holy.

“You can.” His tongue pressed against her again and he sucked her fluttering clit into his mouth. His tail kept going, fucking into her with ruthless abandon, all while his sinful mouth devoured her clit. It was bad. But so good. It shouldn’t be happening. But gods it was. It was forbidden, this kind of reckless lust. The elders used to preach about lust like this, about this kind of reckless desire. Adelaide would laugh about it as Liam explored her willing body. But this was more. More destructive. More volatile. This was The Devil.

I arched an eyebrow, gesturing to our clothes on the floor. Sebastian glanced at our clothes scattered on the floor while pinning me against the dresser with his hands on either side, then looked back at me. “Trust me when I say I never want to clean this. It’s a most beautiful mess for me.” Nobody has ever looked at me with so much love…. Or lust… Yes! Lust is the right word. And I want this night to be over before I take his lust for me as love again. “Stop playing, Janet! Let me love you, plea….”

Lust is sad to be passionate, strong desire characterized mostly by some sexual craving. Now, one may argue that this shows agreed, while others defend themselves by saying that it is purely a feeling of yearning that we all go through at some point in our lives. The second explanation will lead to people believing that this feeling is normal and not something to be ashamed of. However, the first explanation may direct people to think that what they are feeling is an abomination, especially from a religious stand point.

He could feel himself drowning in the pool of lust called Grey Ray and he doesn't know how to get out. How to survive in his attacks. Ray slowly pulled away, his eyes settling on the brunet who's panting heavily, lips swollen and parted. "This is just the start, Justin. Run now, if you want to." Ray whispered, his eyes dark with lust and hunger for the brunet. Justin bit his lower lip, his head in a hazy state. He doesn't know anymore. All he wants is to give in. And that's what he did. Justin claimed his lips.

Sebastian wanted to pull them so hard from each other but he didn't do anything rather he opened his mouth. Ohh...wow.great...in this whole fucking palace. You found her. I mean HER. A manipu lative bitch, a gold digger.Ohhh sorry.... This is not your fault at all Alex. I understand you came here just yesterday then how can you know her character. But you..uhhh.you did not leave a chance to trap him. Right. "He couldn't control himself anymore and spat venomously" I cant believe this." He was running his fingers repeatedly through his hair not knowing why he was acting so strange.

C H A P T E R 8 : T H E H O T , S W E A T Y S E X Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. Demonax. ~