Lakeside Lustful Stories Novels & Stories

The cool lake water kissed my bare, dripping folds for a second before I pressed my naked pussy directly against his thigh. The sensation was electric. My slick, puffy lips kissed his skin, my creamy arousal coating him immediately. I rubbed my bare cunt up and down his leg in slow, deliberate strokes, dragging my swollen clit along the firm muscle. The wetness between us—lake water mixed with my juices—made obscene little sounds that only I could hear underwater.

3. LISA I’m completely lost in the moment, fingers buried knuckle-deep in my dripping pussy, thrusting quick and messy while my eyes stay half-closed on the laptop screen. The lesbian p**n blasts wet tongue sounds and desperate girl moans that make my cunt squeeze even tighter around my fingers. My other hand attacks my heavy tits, pinching my stiff nipples until the sharp sting blends into pure pleasure, squeezing the soft flesh hard like I’m trying to pull an orgasm out of them.

Rose Mary, I want to mark you now because I think you are ready to become the Luna that the Moon Goddess has destined for me and I really want to make you completely mine. I felt so very strange, in the end this King Jackob marked me as his Luna. But I can't avoid it anymore, because I want it too. I nodded my head perfectly until in the end we leaned against a rock then the kiss got hotter and King Jackob took off our clothes so we made love so very hotly under the moonlight which was so very beautiful now. And I don't know what to do, our love affair lasted many times until we were together in a lake that I had dived into, this was a very beautiful thing, the feeling of happiness mixed int

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

He positioned himself between her legs and plunged into her urgency, she cried out and he cupped his hand over her mouth, “Shush darling, let’s not wake the neighbors” Leila could not think straight as he kept slipping in and out of her. She wanted this moment to last forever and when he finally pulled out. She rolled to her side and stared at him. This gorgeous man that she called her boss just slept with her. Her engaged boss that has a fiancée just slept with her. The crazy thing was that she enjoyed every moment of it. That was when it dawned on her, she was in love with Gavin Hasters and it was probably going to be the end of her but at this point, she didn’t care anymore.

She then removed her mouth from his and whispered, "I want you inside me." Maxwell looked at Dakota and whispered, "There is nothing I want more right now, but I think we need to take a break for a minute." He slammed her again against the wall, his lips fusing to hers, shutting her up. Her eyes rolled from the sudden pleasure, and stars exploded behind her eyelids. She clutched the collar of his shirt as he hoisted her up in his arms and dug his fingers into her buttocks. Dakota’s legs wrapped around his waist in no time. He gyrated against her, igniting lust in her lower belly, and when she moaned, he pinched the side of her thigh so hard she tried to fight him off, only to find sinking he

“I’m sure he’s just using you to get back at me.” Her heartbeat stumbled. “What?” Lucas smirked bitterly. “You really don’t know?” Fear slowly crept into her stomach. “Know what?” Lucas wiped blood from the corner of his mouth before answering coldly, “I slept with his girlfriend years ago.” The world around Camila suddenly felt too still. Too quiet. “What?” Lucas shrugged carelessly. “She cheated on him with me.” Camila stared at him speechless. “And trust me,” Lucas continued cruelly, “Mateo never got over it, I am sure this is way of getting back at me”

I would say seductively which I knew he would see the invitation in my eyes. Unlike Jim, I am certain Blake wouldn't hesitate to grab my waist while he pins me against the counter as his lips are claiming mine in a kiss that's all fire and demand. “I have wanted this for years, Kate. Watching you play a perfect wife while he ignores you? Criminal.” as his hands would roam rough yanking my top to expose my breasts, while his thumbs circled my nipples until I arch into him. The fantasy flooded my mind as Blake bending me over the kitchen island as he thrust me so deep.

Travis's hands joined Jenna's, his touch firm and confident as he explored her body, his lips brushing against her skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Sadile was dimly aware of her clothes being removed, of the cool air against her skin, but her focus was solely on the pleasure coursing through her veins. Jenna's lips found hers again, a deep, passionate kiss that left Sadile breathless. "Are you ready, darling?" she whispered, her eyes dark with desire. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised.

Her breath caught, and still she moved forward. The Lair was darker than she expected. No signs. No music. Just soft murmurs, occasional gasps, and the unmistakable sound of skin meeting skin. It was an invitation-only club that most people pretended didn’t exist. The rumors said women were auctioned off for nights of sin. That submission was worshipped. That the rich and ruthless came here to indulge their darkest urges. Lana had been following the trail for months, writing fluff pieces about wine and society events just to get close to the whispers. And finally, someone had slipped her the address with a smirk and one sentence: “You’ll either leave on your knees or not at all.”