Hell Lust Novels & Stories

Lucille lowered her head, agonized, ire, hopeless. They both know the attraction is driving them insane in comprehensible lust but they don’t have an option of melting in it. Leonel noticed the distress in her eyes by his touch as he called her, loosening his grip. “Lucille.” She gave him a vexed look as he asked softly. “Everything aside, tell me, As mates, do you hate my touch?” “Who likes being raped?” She whispered, falling on her knees when he let go. “Not as a natural reaction but emotionally… is it repugnant to you? Can’t mate-pull eradicate it” His voice was laced with a fright of hearing yes but couldn't help it.

the man asked to her picture and laugh like a lunatic that he is. ***************************** Love and lust are feelings that came together BUT In love you do find lust but in lust you never found love **************************

Sean demanded lustily. His hands tightened on the sides of my hips, his fingers digging slightly into my skin. Turned on by his dirty talk, I began moving on top of him. Just like he wanted, I began riding his cock in wild abandon as I bounced my hips up and down his love stick. His cock slid in and out of my hole as I grinded my pussy up and down this massive length. My body weight made sure that I could take him in deeply each time I sat down onto his upstanding cock.

He brought his hand to his mouth and sucked, swallowing, as if he had been starved for days. "Fuck..." he groaned. "You taste so good." He grabbed my neck then, firm but deliberate, pulling my face closer to his. His mouth brushed my ear, his voice hoarse, fractured. "I'm going to come, Lilith..." "Deeper, Chris. Go on. Don't hold back." His hands roamed, grabbing whatever they could reach, my breasts, my hips, my thigh, one hand sliding beneath my raised leg as he drove into me harder.

The three of us were lost in raw lust — wet slurping, choking sounds, skin slapping. We turned into a complete depraved fuckfest. Mr. Harlan lay back. I straddled him reverse cowgirl and slammed my soaked cunt down on his massive cock, taking every inch. I rode him like a possessed slut. Bouncing hard, my ass cheeks rippling, pussy squelching obscenely. Lena straddled his face facing me. We made out like animals — tongues deep, sucking each other’s tits, biting nipples while I fucked his dick raw and she rode his tongue.

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.

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

I could hear the lust that coated every sound I made. “You know what you’re doing, don’t you?” He asked, catching up with my naughty intentions. I couldn’t move my hips again, instead, my fingers got to work on his chest, scraping my nails all over his skin and teasing where hair gathered in his chest. His hair was as curly there as it was on his head, looking at him from up close made him look younger and more handsome. His eyes had a fire, need, want, and a bit of vulnerability. My nails scraped over one nipple by accident, but when I felt his abs tighten beneath me in response, I wanted to do it again.

His other hand stayed locked at her waist, keeping her pinned exactly where he wanted her. Larissa’s lips parted on a shaky exhale. The room still spun in lazy, drunken circles, but his voice was low and rough, nothing like Finn’s. She didn’t want to know if it wasn’t Finn, she just wanted the fantasy to hold just a little longer. “Please…”

But his cock was already getting hard in his sweatpants, the thick outline pushing hard against the fabric as he stared at my tits bouncing with every breath and the way my juice kept running down Mateo’s wrist in shiny trails. Hudson looked torn up inside, protective love still fighting hard against the raw lust making his breathing heavy and his face flushed. “You are like our daughter, Lila. We raised you. This is crossing every fucking line we ever set.” I was not having it. The desperation made me bolder than I had ever been. I pushed Mateo back just enough to turn slightly toward them on the vanity edge, my legs still spread wide open like a total slut. I reached down with both hands,