Lustful Novels & Stories

I groaned as I kissed closer to her cunt. “God, I’m going to enjoy this, savor the moment, make you cum over and over so I can taste as much of your sweet juices as much as I can. Just so that I can always remember your taste in my mouth and so that you can always remember the feeling of my mouth on this sweet cunt of yours.” I planted sweet kisses on her cunt as I said each word I could tell that she liked what I was saying because when I looked up she had a smile on her face.

I set the glass filled with water and look at Alex who walked in through the door. I smiled, He was the sweetest out of all four. Kaden was nice and kind. But he was known for his flirty ways of talking. "Hello, Welcome home Alex," I said looking at him as he just stared at me with a neutral face, so void of emotion that I thought I did something wrong. "Um-"I dragged my voice as Kaden walked in the kitchen to grab some things. "Hey-"He called, walking towards me and I frown. He got close, too close. As my hands rest on the table behind me.

She showed Isabelle who smiled at her, words got stuck in her throat and she didn’t find enough words to thank her, Isabelle just laughed over it and told her to keep being herself. A shout erupted from Lettice who was breathing very fast and using her hand to fan herself. They all stared at her with questioning gazes while Alessandro felt tired of being around excited ladies. He felt exhausted and sad, all he wanted to do was either sleep with Isabelle in his arms or make love to her, each glance he took at her increased his arousal and she wasn’t being nice as she would wink at him when no one was watching, sometimes biting her lips seductively.

"Let's see how delectable you taste, love." Zoravec pulled out his finger and licked it deliberately in front of her, making the woman squirm in excitement. He dived his finger again in her wet pussy folds when the insides of her clenched against his finger. Kate could sense that he was doing all that just to excite her even more. She saw the grinning expressions over his face upon seeing the dedication he was fingerings her.

Seeing how flashy she was and how she smiled at me, trying to flirt with me gave me a bad impression about her. Her vibes was that of a rich, spoilt lady, someone who has a lot of wealth and can afford to live a luxurious lifestyle. She was putting on a well tailored short red gown that fit her body well and flatter her figure. She reeked of exorbitant perfumes that made me moved a bit away from her. Well, she have a well-groomed and polished look. She had a clear and radiant complexion, with well-manicured nails and styled hair and well-developed shoulders.

With a flirtatious and knowing grin, Blaze extends his tongue in a deliberate and sensuous motion, performing a tantalizing dance against the tip of his finger, a movement that follows a prior taste of her unique essence. In response to this intimate display, Astrid's exhilaration surges like the gradual crescendo of an assonance, each note building upon the last in a harmonious blend of lechery and lust. It awakens her most secret and intimate hankerings, setting them free to course through her veins, igniting a passionate flame that burns even brighter.

"I'm excited!" She beamed shyly. As I grinned in anticipation. A sudden spark lit up in her eyes, like a bolt of lightning, as she gazed at me with an intense and fiery desire. I could feel her longing, her craving to explore and indulge in the pleasures of the night, to let go of her inhibitions and embrace the heat of passion. Her body language spoke volumes, her movements suggestive of her yearning to make every inch of the room her playground. The sofa, the corners, the bed and the floor. Everywhere she wanted to leave a spark of our desperate desires.

I was so close already, shame and lust mixing into something dangerous and addictive. Kael lifted his head from my breast, lips shiny with saliva, eyes dark with hunger. “You want a divorce? Fine. Scream it. But this pussy doesn’t want divorce. It wants Daddy’s cock. It wants to be ruined again and again until you can’t even remember Liam’s name.” He added a third finger, stretching me wider, pumping faster, his thumb rubbing my swollen clit in fast, tight circles. I was shaking, tears of overwhelming pleasure mixing with the emotional storm in my chest.

Forever. The water still rippled around us as Lust pulled away slowly, dripping and slick. Wrath appeared silently beside the tub, eyes burning like molten steel. Neither of them made a move to stop. Instead, they each grabbed their cocks, slick and hard, stroking themselves with cruel, deliberate slowness. I lay there between them, soaked and trembling, my cock leaking and twitching in Lust’s firm grip. “You want this,” Lust said darkly, eyes locked on mine, fingers tightening as he stroked. “You want us marking you. Owning you.”

Or maybe it was the version of me he unlocked. The way we sang and laughed as if we were a couple who had been together for years amazed me. As we sang he leaned in again and this time he came in for a kiss! I leaned in too. Yes, I wanted to know how he tasted. I wanted to know if he could kiss. That was either going to kill this obsession I had with him or add embers that would make it burn harder. Our lips interlocked. His lips were soft and his mouth tasted sweet and smelled a little like bubblegum. Our tongues touched and embraced each other like they were old friends.