Leveling Through Lust Novels & Stories

he growled, thumb grinding my clit, “or I fist this cunt till you pass out.” The chat exploded: $5K – FIST HER $10K – MAKE HER SQUIRT ON THE RELIC Mara straddled my face, pussy dripping, and silver rings cold against my lips. “Lick,” she hissed, grinding down. I did—tongue fucking her, tasting salt and sin, and her moans shaking through my skull. Luca added a fourth finger, stretching me wide, and knuckles dragging. I came hard, pussy clenching, and squirting over his wrist, soaking the velvet, the stone, and the fucking relic beneath the chaise.

Finally Leo poked his head out from the corner, his face remained etched in disbelief as though he hadn’t truly expected me to do such a sinful act. “Arghhh fuckkk!” I moaned as I felt Louis plunge his full length into my slippery hole. My eyes rolled back as he began pounding my pussy. He gripped my hair firmly, nearly tearing it from the roots, and used it as leverage to dictate his pace. “Oh yeah, just like that, Mom… Fuck, your pussy is so juicy…” He uttered filthy words. If only he knew another man was secretly watching the entire scene. Leo made no effort to retreat.

Everyone present focused their gaze on the women, their eyes sparking with lust, surely, it would be nice to have a taste of the wealthy Cara, she was rendered useless, but they could explore her body, and that has only brought their hormones high. "Let me have her." A deep crispy voice sounded from the other angle of the room, the slightly old man picked up the glass, and stared at the figure scrawling on the floor, his eyes sparking with lust. "I want her!" Another voice boomed out. Lucas just stared, his hands on his hip, before he snickered, at the men, lust could really tend to render one useless, but was there a difference between lust and love? You crave for someone, and yet you want

He turned me around, making me face the other way and placed his hands on my waist. Yeah, he wanted me to do something with the ass I didn’t have. He wanted a show. So I gave him one. I bent over and grinded on him to the beat of the song. The safer option. Afterwards I turned to face him. We locked eyes, our intentions obvious. He took my hand and led me towards him, I climbed on him. Taking my place on him like he was mine. This wasn’t me. Or maybe it was the version of me he unlocked.

“Do not stop Gavin. Trust me, I want you” And that was all that broke the ice. Gavin swiftly reached to the hem of her clothes and lifted it over her head, she took the hint and removed the remaining piece of clothing on her body. Gavin hitched a breath as he took in her body, he drank her beauty and his voice was filled with passion as he said, “Leila Baker, you are beautiful”. 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”.

He said winking at me "I see, so who is the top in the relationship?" Malcolm asked smirking at me "Nathan is. At first we were in the switch but I decided that being a top wasn't for many and I love being a bottom" I said smirking back "Oh, because most guys are ashamed. Being a bottom is amazing but most wouldn't understand the pleasure we get out of it. They see it as a lower stage of homosexual and they think we're actual pussies" Malcolm said to me

His hand was strong, proving that he was truly a mafia as described. I don't know why, but I began to breathe heavily. His eyes suddenly monitored my breasts which were slightly exposed as I had stoop low to wipe his face. I saw him gulped gently and continued staring into my bust. I wonder why he did that? Why is he staring at me lustfully? What is in his mind? Couldn't he just let me go? I made a gentle pull to get off his grip, however he tightened it. "You---Look" he paused and relented from saying anything further.

Something close to pure jealousy rolled through Steven’s stomach as he watched his son and the pretty little thing Heath was holding and kissing. An odd grin appeared on his lips and he felt his enlarged member pressing against the zipper of his trousers. Steven Lockwood saw himself as a player, through and through… He was able to charm the pants off a woman anytime and anywhere. Everywhere he went, the ladies were falling at his feet. But lately, that luck was starting to run out and he was starting to miss the thrill of the chase. The surge of power he got the moment he knew he had a woman in the palm of his hand was absolutely unique.

And as he gazed at her flushed face, he couldn't shake the feeling that this dinner was just the beginning of something much deeper and more meaningful between them. His words, soft yet profound, echoed in the stillness of the moment, carrying with them the weight of a thousand promises of pleasure. "I want you," he declared, each syllable imbued with the purest of intentions of his lust for her, as if every fiber of his being yearned to convey the depth of his affection to get pleasure.

Lust is the only thing he defined about everything they had been doing. Slowly a tear drops from her eyes to the ground, what she wants from him is love but every time facts told her that he didn’t love he just had a lust for her body, Ella always was ashamed of her body but only today she like it because only this body can make him come to her but what about tomorrow. Today evening their mission is going to finish then their path will be different he is in the army and she is in the laboratory, and there is no way Justin is coming for her because he doesn’t like her and had no feelings for her. A girl body he can get thousands of it no need of her.