Lakeside Lustful Stories Novels & Stories

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

She was completely unaware that her desperate beseeching was only making his dark desire burn hotter. Alexander needed more of her. Ignoring her tearful pleas, his hands tore at her blouse, ripping the fabric to reveal her cream-colored undergarments. Alexander saw absolutely nothing beyond blind lust and her smooth skin. He ravished her like a starving lion, biting and sucking on the soft skin exposed by the plunge of her bra. His hot mouth trailed down from her chest to her stomach, placing wet, bruising kisses near her belly button, before moving down to her hips. Alexander felt her shudder in sheer surprise when his lips connected with the soft spot on her hip.

“You’ve deprived your lover of the pleasure of arousing you. There’s only one way to control your lust. I want you to get a composition book and record all the times you masturbate while thinking of me. Describe every thought and deed in filthy, explicit detail. When we meet again, you’ll stand before me naked and read the entries aloud while I decide how to punish you.” My pussy clenched so hard I whimpered and arched up against my bonds. “I prom…promise,” I stuttered. “Do you want me to fuck you now? Be honest. Isn’t that why you came to the door with your tits practically falling out of that slutty bathrobe?” “Yes, oh, yes.” Suddenly impatient himself, Frank threw off his robe, knelt betw

he asked, squinting his eyes which confirmed that my thoughts, about what he was hinting at, were right. "Are you that lazy, the smartest, strongest, wisest strategist and warrior of Crescent Moon Pack, that you are worried about undressing a beautiful Luna?" I continued the teasing game while pressing myself harder against him. "No, my lady!" He carried me, stood up, and threw me back on the bed. Pulling the strings holding my dress together with one hand, he slid the other one underneath, tracing one of my legs up to my crotch. "I might be so young but I am sure I knew all of Crescent Moon traditions and I don't think there's a part that claims new Luna should be bowed for." I stopped, wai

“Married little whore, already dripping before the first course is even finished.” I kept my face neutral, smiling at whatever story someone was telling, but my legs parted the second he pushed. His palm dragged up the inside of my thigh until he reached the wet heat between them. “Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re soaked. Did you get this wet on the drive over just knowing I’d be here, slut?” I couldn’t answer. I just swallowed hard and passed the bread basket with steady hands while his fingers rubbed slow, deliberate circles over the damp fabric. He pressed harder, feeling how the wetness had already spread.

Her heart thundered and raced, her ass shuddered and quivered as she tightened her thigh muscles against the sides of her fierce machine and her eyes narrowed as she spurted ahead, forgetting about the flashy, trashy waitress, the loss of her job and lover, and just existed in the moment. Behind her, the other rider let a bit of distance widen between the two bikes but kept Kelliann in sight as she finally slowed, turned carefully into a nearly hidden and badly maintained little strip of asphalt, then pulled up in front of a dilapidated cabin that sat snugly in a small clearing. Kelliann carefully walked the bike across the soft ground and heeled it over on the small concrete walkway that le

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I raised my brows, already liking their conversation until I heard my name. “Trust me, it's not gonna be difficult.” Cole simply said. “Fucking Cynthia will be so easy for me.” I froze and the world around me seemed to narrow into a sharp ringing sound. “What?” another friend barked out laughing. “No way. Cynthia? Dude, she barely even looks at anybody.” “That’s exactly why it’ll work,” Cole replied smoothly. “She acts cold, emotionally unavailable, whatever. But girls like that always crack eventually.” My stomach twisted and I should’ve walked away Instead, I stayed hidden near the staircase like an idiot. “So what’s the bet again?” Jake asked.