Honeyed Lips Novels & Stories

They were filled with beauty. Lily's lips slightly parted, ready to savor his soft lips. In the next moment, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her passionately. He explored every inch of her mouth with his tongue, sharing an intimate connection. He could taste the hint of lemon juice, sweet and tangy. It mixed with her natural taste, creating a unique blend in his mouth.

I took in the sweetness of her lips, as it tasted like honey, as I savored her lips. It was a very long kiss. A sweet, soft, slow and passionate kiss.

From his sudden movement, he stared at his lips, licking the drops of honey with utter lust, sending delicious goosebumps all over her body. “Ha….” Everything that emanated from her lips could feel her feelings scattered around the small room. “I would rather taste honey than blood.” He muttered re-dip her fingertips in the jar of honey. “Ha….” Everything that emanated from her lips could feel her feelings scattered around the small room. He smiled with meekness that robbed the last part of her heart, a part she was ignorant of, whose melancholy tone of voice pierced her ear like a sweet symphony:

She poured a T figure across my torso connecting my nipples and then a straight line down my abs to the base of my cock. This liquid was even hotter than the syrup, it sent chills down the rest of my body. She began to lick and suck alternately at the golden honey and take it slowly into her mouth. Halfway down my abs, she rose over the top of me and gave me a mouthful of the honey and mixed it into my mouth with her skillful tongue. I wanted to pull her on top of me and start fucking her right then, but I was enjoying all the added attention and sensations.

Aries POV: Her soft lips pressed sweetly to mine. As smooth as a blooming petal. Her lips molded onto mine with a shyness that I have come to adore. They were luscious and thick. Her natural sweet taste becoming slightly more addictive as the apple flavored chapstick she had applied whirled into the mix. She mewled sweetly.

Completely at his mercy and it's thrilling He takes the honey from my hands and opens the lid. The first drizzle of honey lands on my lips and chin. He takes a step back and stares at my lips then his gaze travels down my whole body. He steps toward me again and he drizzle's the honey on my collarbone onto my chest, my nipples, and my stomach but he drizzles the most on my bare pussy. Each drizzle of honey on my skin has me twitching in anticipation He picks me up and places me on the table. Moving everything to the side. The sun glistens on the honey on my body and his eyes light up. He places his thumb on my lips and smears it all over

I asked him, hopefully. "Today?" Harriet chipped in. "I don't think he is.." "I don't mind," Liam said to me and I watched the way his pretty lips moved when he spoke. Then my dirty mind began to wander far off, thinking about what other things his lips could do, how these lips would feel on my lips and on the lips of my crack. How they would taste when mashed on mine. Would they be as delicious as they looked? They would probably taste like a freshly prepared mix of succulent honeydew melons and the juiciest peaches – something I had never in my life tasted before.

Then I see her red cherry lips which are looking so plummy and it feels like her lips are inviting me to claim them fully. There is only a few inches gap between our lips. From where I can smell her sweet breath and her sweet aroma from her body. I just took a long breath and inhaled all the fragrance inside me. Seeing my actions she blushed deeply. I just smiled slightly seeing her adorable reaction and then the next second occupied her whole lips. When our lips touch. I feel a different level of sensation in my body which I can not describe in words. Her lips feel to me like just jelly which is so soft and so sweet. It made my cravings bigger and now I want to eat her fully.

The sticky sweetness glided over my skin, warming under his touch. His fingers were firm yet gentle, massaging the honey into every crevice between my thighs, igniting sparks along my nerves. My eyes followed the path of his hands until his lips lowered and kissed my lap, right where my thighs met. My eyes fluttered shut without permission. His tongue flicked gently over my skin, tasting the honey, savoring me. I clenched my teeth to suppress the moan building inside. My fingers gripped the flowers beneath me. When his tongue moved closer to my soaked heat, I sucked in a sharp breath and arched slightly.

Instead, she melted further into my embrace, until I could no longer distinguish between her lips and mine. I sank my teeth into her lip, causing her to yelp in agony. Her lips slowly opened, allowing my tongue to penetrate the depths of her mouth like a serpent searching for its ultimate paradise. Her mouth was a fucking paradise - the sweetness of her taste was unparalleled, and there was a subtle hint of spiciness that made the entire experience even more tantalizing.