Imogen Lucie Sex Novels & Stories

I breathed in deeply and with lots of courage brought my leg up and kneed him where the sun doesn't shine. "Roose baby it's up to you, let's do romentic sex and give plasure for both of us and if you don't wanna do that then I wanna fuck you so hard and slow.I want you to feel me buried deep inside the folds of your wet pusssy your walls will stretch to its fullest as I'll ram inside you with pure need." Christian said.

Whatever it is, it unleashes a wave of desire within me. My cock soon resumes its call to be let in on the action. It strains against my briefs. Precum soaks into the cotton of my briefs. Excitement pounds behind my ribcage. I reach down, letting my hands settle on the curve of her hips. Lucy’s hips are fire. She once modelled for some swimwear brand; and the images went viral. That’s how sexy she is without clothes. She purrs her approval against my tongue. I pull her towards me, not wanting even for a second for anything to get between us, not even our clothes. As though reading my mind, she presses herself on me as though she wants to burrow into my skin.

“So perfect.” Monalisa wrapped her legs tighter around him, meeting every stroke. The sex was completely different from Damien’s rough, punishing dominance, this was emotional, intense, and almost loving. She came hard beneath him, crying out as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. Lucian followed soon after, burying himself deep and spilling inside her with a low, satisfied groan. They stayed connected for a long time, kissing softly as they came down from their highs. Lucian held her close, stroking her hair tenderly.

The three female students were all dressed up as flashy and eye-catching as they could be. One of them wasn't even wearing a bra, and the outline of her bust was visible under the thin fabric. "Do you three know Lucy Brown?" I questioned them. "She's been missing. If you know anything about her, you'd better speak up now." The moment they heard the name, their faces changed again. This time, they exchanged uneasy looks, though no one dared to speak. After a long pause, the student in the lead finally mumbled, "We saw her a couple of days ago… She said she was going to meet some rich guy, that she wanted to earn enough money for plastic surgery…"

This time, he caught her wrist mid-air. Her breathing turned shallow. “Do it then,” she whispered. He raised a brow. “Claim me.” Lucien yanked her into him like gravity lost its mind. Their mouths met angry, desperate. He pushed her onto the bed. Tore open her shirt. Kissed her like she owed him blood. Solene (breathless): “You can’t fix this with sex.” Lucien (teeth on her neck): “I’m not trying to fix it.” Their bodies moved like they always did no pretense, no performance. Just need clawing through guilt.

~ Nicolette ~ “Come with me. Let’s finish this elsewhere, desime. Come to bed with me.” I heard Lucien—the wannabe God—say. The words rang deep in my head. It traveled down my body, into my stomach that flipped in excitement, into my bones that turned jelly, and into my core, making it vibrate again with delight. My whole body processes responded to him, submitting themselves for that damn offer. Deep inside me, I knew I couldn’t refuse. Our sexual tension was undeniable.

Lucien hovered over me, his shadow cutting across the dim light. “Repeat what you said,” he ordered. My breath caught. His eyes burned down into mine, steady, searching. I knew exactly what he wanted me to say. “I…” My throat felt dry. “I imagined it was your hand instead, and it turned me on.” Lucien’s gaze darkened and he smirked like he just won something. “Spread your legs for me.” He demanded. I was so embarrassed that I just wanted to hide under the covers but the command in his tone had me spreading my legs apart, faster than necessary.

My heart beats so hard and loud I swear its going to shoot out of my chest. Before I can even think of a response, Luc is inches from my face. His eyes blaze red, his nostrils flare. I guarantee if I bite my tongue and draw blood he’ll be in an absolute frenzy. And fuck… I think I want that. Hmm, wrestling with Luc… “Could you possibly be any more sexy,” I question, then immediately wonder what the hell has come over me. I have an incredible hot as fuck mate at home, this is betraying her. But one look at his dark hair, falling just over his eyes and pale skin, his strong hands and--

he haughtily declares. "To make sure of it, we will work hard again tonight. My stubborn seed might need a little push to unite with the beautiful one inside you" he added with a glint of mischief in his voice. "Lucien...!" she was incredulous and quite scandalize but the excitement brought by what he said is undeniable. "Let's start to work hard, Zia..." he winks while pulling her towards the bathroom. Not long, Lexie was playing with the raging erection while she kneels in front of the naked Lucien. Despite her feeble resistance, she initiated the act, worshipping Lucien's perfect nakedness.