Guilty Pleasure Books Novels & Stories

This time was more persistent. "Ginny? Genevieve?" Her panicky brain was galloping back to yesteryears. Gillian discovered the painful distress that Genova endured in the hands of the sadistic husband but she was not startled. She was just shocked at the extent of the Lupo's malevolence. One afternoon, she was excited to share her surprise and pushed the door of the bedroom without knocking. She got the highest honors in her class and she wanted to tell her mother. She was shaken when she saw the chest of Genova. The white and smooth breasts were full of pinches. Some wounds were healed. Some were lacerations created by something metal like a pair of pincers.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

It was a sick kind of victory. "Answer me, Nina," he whispered, his fingers hitting a spot deep inside that made my vision blur. "Are you my jealous little girl?" I felt the guilt clawing at my throat, so I stayed silent, biting my lip. But Mason wasn't going to let me hide. With one hand, he yanked my shirt up, exposing me to the cool air before he used his thumb and forefinger to pinch my nipple. He did it so hard it stung, a sharp flash of painful pleasure that made my back arch even higher.

I could feel a burning sensation on my clit, realizing it was the sauce from the chicken, the chilli was so hot that even after washing his hands it was still on his skin. It sent waves of pleasure through my P****. He flicked my bud, squeezed and teased it until I was near my orgasm. My hands rubbed his mushroom head through his boxers. I slipped my hand in for a moment and felt his get harder as i stroked him for a while before losing myself in pleasure. My hands released his cock and U reached up to pull him closer while I locked my lips with his pushing my body against his.,inviting him in. He pulled put his rock hard 8 inch cock and rubbed it against my clit. My clit pulsed. I was so ne

He pushed her on the seats and playfully encircled his tongue around her tits. "Yes, it's so good, Ahhh!!" She moans in pleasure again. Val sucks it harder, pulled it, and bit it. He felt his thing becoming like steel inside so without her permission, he lifted and widely spread her legs, planted his shafts inside like he didn't use it for so long. It's unbreakable and loaded with desires. He thrust his rock inside her deeper. He can feel his thing going inside like no boundaries. The more he thrust it in and out, over and over, the more he grinds his hardness inside, the louder she screams in pleasure.

"Your stubbornness will only put you into trouble if you continue like that with me." Yet, I felt a burning urge to smack his handsome face if only I could and wasn't bound. The thought of being bound by his belt brought up a welling desire I didn't know was possible. How could I shiver in sexual pleasure after being tortured by this man? Was it the chilly air biting my naked body? Or was it because the only thing stopping our naked bodies from merging was his clothes? I heard him chuckle. Did the son of a bitch just chuckle? Why?

Both the doctor and Aziel turned towards the bed and saw that I was awake. Aziel’s face was immediately filled with relief. The doctor came forward immediately and started fussing and asking me lots of questions about my body. I answered them one by one but my eyes were on Aziel. I wondered why he looked so guilty and relieved all at once. “Hey! Are you feeling fine?” questioned Aziel. “ Yes fine as any girl who had been hit by a car would be” I joked but Aziel and the doctor did not seem impressed. The doctor left after discussing something with Aziel in a low voice and I frowned since I did not want to be kept in the dark.

I don't find pleasure in these things. I like to fuck for my pleasure, yes, but not to be touched by objects like these whores. Fuck them, yes, but not be touched by them.Just thinking about having their hands on my body is making me sick to my stomach. I don't like being touched at all without my permission. The last whore who dared to kiss me without my permission ended up with a bullet in the head. You may think I felt guilt by doing this but let me break this fucking dream to you- I didn't.

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.

Must be why it feels like he’s tearing me in half. He starts out slow and forceful. Harsh thrusts, then dragging himself out at a torturous pace, before slamming inside me again. I feel my body beginning to relax, sucking him in greedily as he damns my soul with every stroke. My stomach tightens, sensing the oncoming damage he’s about to inflict on my organs. Shockwaves scatter throughout my nerve endings as he quickens his pace, roughly fucking me while loud noises I’ve never made in my life fall from my lips. The pleasure is blinding, and the feel of him sliding in and out of me only heightens the potent lust stirring in the pit of my stomach.