Lustful Novels & Stories

I asked blushing and smiling to myself. "If you're actually good you don't get spanking unless it's requested. I could even tie you to a bed and leave a prostate massager in you for hours. That's punishment and pleasure at the same time. I would get the satisfaction of seeing you squirming and moaning uncontrollably shooting loads until you're dry. It's not always about sex. I get pleasure from just seeing you have.....fun or being pleasured as long as it's from me" He whispered against my ear rather seductively and making sure to lick the shell. My eyes were closed imagining whatever he was saying.

Sentinel said, his voice heavy with lust. " I am not in the mood for this, Sentinel. I am pissed." Loo says. Sentinel was rubbing her through her panties as she was bent for some moisture. His d*ck was out and ready to pump into her. " Which works for me , cause you f*ck well when you're pissed. Look at you already getting wet." He says.

Not squeezing hard, just enough to hold me in place and make me feel owned. “That’s it, baby,” Leon praised, curling his fingers against my G-spot while the vibrator buzzed mercilessly. “Such a good fücking girl. Look at this pretty püssy dripping for us.” “You’re so beautiful when you let go,” Silas whispered hotly against my ear, kissing my neck. “Let it happen. We’ve got you. Cüm for us, sweet cherry. Flood his hand like a good girl.” The pleasure built higher and higher, almost unbearable. My thighs trembled in Silas’s grip. Stars exploded behind my eyes as the first powerful orgasm ripped through me. I møaned so loudly even crickets stayed quiet.

He pumped harder, impaling her pussy like there was no tomorrow. “Please... don’t pull out!” Celeste yelped, unable to contain her longing any more. Harpooning her with all his might, he pummeled her hole with reckless passion, gripping her hips and slamming her as fast as a VHS tape stuck on fast-forward. Celeste screamed, her face scrunching up in sweet ecstasy as she prepared herself for the man’s imminent finish.

I am a monster, and she is vibrating with the need to be ruined by me. "Vanish? To… to—" Her voice snaps. She's drowning. The Lust-Silt is flooding her now, turning every inch of her skin into a raw nerve. I can smell it—the heavy, musk scent of her pvssy getting wet, mixing with the sweet lavender soap on her neck. I drag my thumb hard across her lower lip, pulling it down to see the wet pink inside. Her pupils blow wide, swallowing the color of her eyes.

Two stretching her pussy, one buried in her ass, one down her throat. They fucked her with pure reckless abandon on the massive bed. The soundproof walls swallowed every scream, every wet slap, every filthy word. “Look at her taking four,” Desmond groaned, spanking her ass between thrusts. “Stuffed full and still moaning for more.” “Throat’s so fucking tight,” Eric snarled, slamming deeper. “Make it sloppy.” Ryan and Leo pounded her cunt in a brutal dual rhythm, the stretch making her eyes roll. “This pussy was made to be shared,” Ryan growled. “Made to drip for all of us.”

Then came the sharp *slap* of what sounded like a hand against skin, followed by a woman’s whimper. I bit my lip hard and slipped my hand under my nightdress. My fingers found my already soaked folds and started rubbing in slow, desperate circles. More slaps. More whimpers. Then the unmistakable wet sound of him thrusting into her — deep, hard, relentless. “My lord… I’m going to cum—” the woman whimpered. “You will do no such thing,” Lord Blackwood snarled. “You begged me to fuck this filthy cunt. Now you’ll take everything I give you and nothing more.”

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

We can either turn it ON or turn it Off. Lust on the other hand is lust is a purely sexual attraction but love is both passionate and compassionate. She lusts over his looks and it gets into her head, making her feel as if she's truly in love. If she had to be in love, then I don't think that she would have allowed Jeff to walk away from her presence with a straight face. Anna had always claimed that she was madly in love with Jeff, but she just lusted over him, and she also has a crush on him.

His intense blue eyes were completely unreadable in the heavy shadows of the room, but the hunger in them hadn’t faded. He reached down and slowly unclipped the lace garter, sliding the delicate straps down her legs with deliberate care, leaving her in nothing but the sheer stockings and one remaining heel. His gaze dragged over every inch of her—red handprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck, the way her pussy still fluttered and leaked. Without warning, his large palm came down in a sharp, wet slap directly against her soaked pussy. Hazel jolted hard, a broken cry tearing from her throat as the sting bloomed into white-hot pleasure.