Lustful Stories Novels & Stories

I asked as I turned the stove off. "He asked me out. Right after our fling ended last year. I thought he was joking but he kissed me to convince me. He said he knew I was gay and he surprisingly likes guys too. We went out, had a good time. It went on for 3 weeks then I invited him up to my room. We had sex that night. We continued multiple times after that. Bare in mind we were still not official. Waites kinda got involved because Wyatt was flirting and kissing girls keeping up his reputation. I got a heartbroken because I was already falling for him and felt like I was being played."

" She laughs, low, and leads me inside, her hips swaying just enough to catch my eye. I clench my fists, forcing myself to look at the city skyline twinkling outside the windows. We sit, the table a fragile barrier between us, plates of asparagus and roasted lamb steaming in the candlelight. The wine is robust, a deep red that stains her lips when she drinks. "So, AURORA PRESS," she says, leaning forward, her blouse dipping to show a hint of cleavage. "Erotica and literary fiction. Brave choice, Victor." Her tone is inquiring, but her eyes have a spark, a challenge. I nod, my throat tight. "I think I'm done with just Philosophy and lecture halls. I should start aiming to print erotic stories

Before long, her mobile tongue, hot lips, and nimble fingers had me steel-hard once more. Lyca seemed to still be just as turned on as she’d been when I arrived at her house. She mounted me and impaled herself on my tumescent shaft. She began moving her hips up and down slowly. Once more I experienced exquisite sensations, which fanned the smoldering embers of passion glowing inside me into a white-hot blaze of need. Just as aroused as she was, I began thrusting up off the bed, shaking my partner. I looked up at her gorgeous face, which was now a mask of passion, and was astounded by how beautiful she was. I found it difficult to believe I was fucking a woman who had the reputation of being

Anita danced round and round her tiny apartment, her heart bubbling with joy at the success of the first step of her plans. True, she hadn't gotten a publishing deal yet but she knew that with the way the day had ended with Rio, she was on her way to getting one pretty soon. The other company has also rejected her work but she didn't mind one tiny bit, knowing that she already had the big fish in her net.

Her oral skills were highly developed and she came to the group already indoctrinated by the ridiculous revelations of a popular series of "Vampire" stories. They were well written and attracted the devotion of a number of disaffected young people to the romantic elements of vampirism. Lafitte had not hesitated to give the beautiful young girl the fang of creation. His long cock buried in her tight young pussy was treated to her violent changing life-force opening her core to his vampire seed. He had done that on several occasions and he never tired of the stimulation that replenished his sexual energy. Lafitte made a habit of tasting the pretty girl's blood early each morning before the sun

Declan Hawthorne barely spoke, but when he did… you would stay fighting for your life and trying to think of the right words to respond with. My frustration grew. I regretted agreeing to that meeting and… allowing Ty to drive me to the art gallery. Worse of all, I hated that he’d kissed me, I’d allowed it, and that… I enjoyed every bit of it. “I’m not having an affair with Tyrique Sinclair,” I said quietly. Declan stood up, brushed past me slowly, and headed towards his wine rack. He carefully picked a bottle, his further actions showing how nonchalant yet satisfied he was to see me explain myself.

The cool air hit her wetness for a split second before his middle finger plunged deep inside her. Liora’s back arched violently, a loud, unfiltered moan vibrating into the kiss. She felt stretched and filled, the sudden intrusion sending a jolt of electricity straight to her brain. Riven didn't slow down; he slid a second finger in beside the first, stretching her wider. He began fingering her with a brutal, fast pace, his knuckles rubbing against her clit with every thrust. He was relentless, driving her toward a peak she couldn't escape.

Strong, powerful, and looking at me like I was the most important thing in their world. “I will think about it,” I whispered. That night they fucked me with extra passion. Like they were claiming me for good. They laid me on the bed and took turns. First Lucas in my pussy while I sucked Julian. Then Victor in my ass while Lucas fed me his cock. They double penetrated me again and again until I was shaking and sobbing with pleasure. When they came, they filled me completely. Cum leaked from my pussy and ass as they held me afterward. “You belong to us now, Lila,” Lucas said quietly. “And we belong to you.”

Yet I had never felt more satisfied, more desired, more alive. Lucian cupped my face in his hands, his emerald eyes glowing with fresh power. My blood had deepened the color of his lips and brought a faint flush to his usually pale cheeks. “You taste even better than your application promised. Sweet, rich, and burning with lust.” Elias rose from his knees, his mouth also stained red. He grinned wickedly. “And we have only just begun, beautiful one. The night is long, and we are far from sated.”

A fresh graduate. A gap year adventure. And a wild lesson she never expected to learn. Nuna just graduated and decided to spend her gap year traveling solo to find herself. But in the lush, untamed mountains of Northern Thailand, she discovers far more than she bargained for. Joining a volunteer program at an elephant sanctuary, Nuna finds herself working side-by-side with Khiri, a rugged elephant handler as silent as the forest and as formidable as the peaks surrounding them. His body is a map of scars and hardened muscle—a man carved from the very earth itself. Under the sweltering jungle heat, Khiri begins to teach her the ancient "way of the elephant." But as the nights grow long and