Lustful Stories Novels & Stories

It was big — veined and throbbing in her palm. She started stroking him slowly under the blanket, feeling him throb and leak pre-cum. Lucas groaned softly. “That’s it. Stroke your stranger’s cock while the plane flies. You’re such a filthy mile-high slut. Keep going. I want to cum in your hand before we land.” Riley stroked him faster, her own pussy still throbbing from the earlier orgasm. The risk was intoxicating. And the night was only just beginning.

Alex’s cum was still leaking slowly from Lila’s well-fucked pussy onto the soft cushion beneath them. The air was peaceful, the distant sound of waves mixing with their slowing breaths. Lila lifted her head, looking at her husband with shy but excited eyes. Her cheeks were still flushed from her last orgasm. “I can’t stop thinking about it,” she whispered, her voice husky. “The other fantasy I told you about… two guys. You and another man. Both of you inside me at the same time. I want to feel completely full. Stretched. Used. Owned.”

I added another finger, my finger moving and curbing and scraping his hole. “Yesssssssss” he hissed, arching his back hard. Fuck! I mouthed, biting my lips. I couldn't let him see me lose control. I added a third finger and this time a strained howl tore from his lips. My cock bobbed, my breathing faltering momentarily. Pulling out my fingers, I grabbed the massive dildo, rubbing the massive head, my eyes fixated lustfully at my boy’s little hole. Without further hesitation, I placed the tip on his entrance, his body stiffened, while my cock slammed against my ribs with every breath.

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.”

Her slick puffy lips slid all over mine, mixing our juices in long sticky strings that stretched and broke every time our hips pulled apart with wet smacking sounds. “Fuck yes, rub that sloppy dripping cunt on me harder Ara!” I shouted, grinding my hips up like crazy, my swollen clit catching and rubbing right against hers with every frantic roll. My thighs were shaking already and I could feel fresh hot juice leaking out of my hole and running down my ass crack onto the crinkly paper on the exam table. Ara cursed loud and raw, her voice hoarse and thick with lust. “You filthy little slut, your pussy is leaking all over mine like a broken whore. Lustfire has got you dripping like a faucet. S

"We're parents. That's all. Everything else was survival. Lust disguised as love." "That's a lie." "Is it? You seduced me to hurt Michael. I used you to escape. Where's the real feeling in that?" He crossed the room. Grabbed her shoulders. Made her look at him. "I loved you from the first night. Everything after was me lying to myself about it." "You loved the danger. The forbidden. Your cousin's wife. The affair felt wrong so it felt exciting. That's not love." "Then why are you still here? Why didn't you leave the moment Michael died?"

“Tell me how long it’s been since someone touched you like this. Like they actually wanted to make you lose control.” “Too long,” she gasped, her head falling back against the wood. “Years…” Rafael made a low, satisfied sound. He pushed the lace aside and slid two thick fingers along her slick folds before slowly pushing inside her. Elena cried out softly, her walls clenching around the intrusion. He curled his fingers, stroking that perfect spot while his thumb continued teasing her clit with maddening precision. “Look at me,” he commanded gently. She opened her eyes. His face was inches from hers, dark eyes burning with lust as he watched every flicker of pleasure cross her face. The wet s

“Are you going to run off? If you come back I can promise you everything. I can give you sex and anything your heart desires.” He couldn’t give her everything. There was a reason she read so many romance novels, and it wasn’t because it was what women did. She read them out of yearning. The books were her one way of getting a happy ending. In life she had come to learn it doesn’t always have a happy ending. “I’ll come back,” she said. The sex between them was brilliant. She never wanted the lust to end. Christal wondered how long the brilliant sex would last without love. She’d seen many couples within her pack mate, then regret their decisions afterward.

“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