I Ve Been Lustful Novels & Stories

The lust in me had roared into volcanic levels, and my cock was pulsing violently in my grip. I climbed over her, completely trapping her smaller body down on the bed, “I am going to fuck you so hard, Iris.” I said in a low, husky and thick with lust tone, licking my bottom lip. Her fingers held on to my shoulders, as she whispered. “Yes. Fuck me so hard…”

I insert a joke to lighten the situation since I did just reject his proposal. "I love you, Eve." "No you don't. That's just lust." I kneel in front of him when he refuses to stand, so we can talk face to face. "Look," I touch his right arm softly, where the tattoo used to be, "You don't have my name anymore. Because you hate me. What we have right now is just lust. You lust me, Augustine. You don't love me. This is the after-effect of sex." "So it's a no?"

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.

he asked. "N-No... I just sensed you were extraordinary." I took a few more steps back until my spine pressed against a tree. He trapped me with his arms. From head to toe, I took in his form, clothed only in a sheer lace wrapped around his waist. "Because I am," he murmured, nuzzling my neck. My breath hitched, pulled in by his presence. "What do you mean?" I asked, meeting his gaze. "I am the God of Lust. I can feel the vigor in your body. You have the potential to be a vessel of my power."

I whispered, my voice dripping with lust. I continued to stroke my hardened member, my eyes glued to the screen, imagining her beneath me, begging for me to fuck her harder and faster. “I can give you everything he can’t,” I taunted, lost in the intoxicating haze of pleasure and desire. “I could show you a more pleasures beyond those pathetic little poses.”

] - Zoravec He was sure that Devi did not hold back from feeding on the lustful thoughts of his. After all, she introduced herself as the demoness of lust which was obvious that she was feeding on him. However he did not feel any kind of exhaustion or dizziness which normally was the successful dual cultivation.

My hands devoured those solid thighs, thick and hard from his labour and travel. His abdominal muscles were so chiselled as to be statuesque. There was not a finer man in England as I bent my head down to worship him again and again. I never once considered if such passion was sinful, was this kind of position, not for creating children but purely for lust something to request forgiveness from? I no longer judged myself nor Fitz. If this was a life of damnation then I relinquished my keys to heaven gladly, for here was my bliss.

He thought to himself loudly. As he drove, the image of Evans's naked body just wouldn't leave his mind and the moans and groans…. “Fuck!” He slammed his leg on the brake and hit the wheels angrily, he looked down and saw his bulging dick, and then he understood clearly, “This is lust.” Lust was crazy. He knew he had betrayed Jesse, he knew it but Jesse was the cause of all this, if he hadn't left without a word, if he hadn't….

He could barely contain his urge to ram into her and f**k her till all she could think of his him , f**k her till every part of her body knows his touch and becomes addicted to it. "I want you to eat me I want your touch please touch me " Ivy said. She knew very well that she was going to regret this afterwards but she couldn't care anymore, she was already under the influence of lust and worst of all she was in her ovulating period and was really craving for a man's touch. Damon didn't needed to told twice he held her hips, pulling Ivy closer to him, his finger moved towards her p**sy fold, carefully and greedily , she moved up like a flower.

She turned her back to me and talked. "You know what made it worse for me to get so insecure of you? It's that there were more than two people that were crazy about you. It's like you have your harem. If it is only possible to marry all four then you could have done it. I hated your lust because whenever you show a little interest any man would kneel in front of you as if you are a goddess. But no! You are just an old hag who's hungry for attention! You are whore! And right now, I can't wait to see you dead!"