Lusty Lair Novels & Stories

I knelt beside the bed to get a silhouette of his erect dark cock against the white moon. I noticed that the burning yearning had caused my wife’s inner thighs to be glazed by the plant fat application but her own oozing from her dilated cunt was creating a stream of moisture down each of her long legs. This was the ultimate manifestation of lust, of the desire of ready ranginess. With a naked dark youth on either side supporting her, they lowered her down onto the awaiting long stiff dark cock. With all the pre-orgy preparations and massage to her anus, she slid comfortably onto and down this dark shaft offering. I was fascinated as this dark penis disappeared up my wife’s white anus.

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight

Not today. The hall was minimalist and quiet, the thick carpet muffling my footsteps like a grave. “Raffaele!” they squealed the second I stepped inside. “We’re not done yet!” the brunette giggled, still holding the chalk between her fingers like she had any idea what she was doing with it. “I am,” the blonde breathed. A slow smirk tugged at my lips. We have a winner. I had… multiple kinks and attractions, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit any of them. One of my favorites? Hot women with even hotter brains.

He tug at my n¡pple as his tongue lashed out wickedly on the other. I dig my fingers into his hair as his to tongue slid down my skin, wicked– teasing. "Oh God!.." I moan out helplessly. I do hope the walls are sound proofed. I tug at his hair helplessly as he worked his mouth down my bare skin. Gently sliding my panties down his dark eyes roam down my entrance. I squirm at his open show of lust. Holding my thighs in place he lowers his head between my upraised legs and I let out a short gasp as his warm tongue slids over my my wet entrance. I shut my eyes and grabbed the sheets for support. Gary slids his tongue slowly over my mound. My whole body shiver in sheer ecstasy and I'm moaning out

Even only with Max, it’s like time was moving so slowly. When the bedroom door clicked and the men went out, I tilted my head to look at what happened inside and saw Larissa naked and vulnerable. Women were supposed to look more beautiful when they don’t have clothes on but this sight was not the same especially when drugged. It was only like thirty minutes when they got in there so I couldn’t imagine how they managed it. As Ken saw them walk out, he jumped into one of them angry and punching him. Some of the men tried to stop both of them while Max was just watching and enjoying the show.

Wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body. Laila grinned wickedly down at me, then threw her head back and came on her husband. Our moans drifted through the large high-rise apartment in the middle of the city. She pulled her fingers out of my cunt and stuck them into her mouth. I relaxed against the mattress, wave after wave of pleasure rushing through me. “I warned you,” Constantino said, pulling out of her. Constantino tugged me up roughly with one hand and grabbed Laila in his other. With her wild hair all over the place, she shuffled beside him and glanced toward a room that neither of them had let me into since this little thing started.

He didn’t want to be called a pedophile nor wanted to associate himself with a fucking underaged girl. “E-Eightee-n.” She stuttered. Andreas just smirked in victory as he turned her to him, so her legs were on either side of his wide torso. He aligned her bare core directly with his throbbing cock as he looked at her with utter lust, scaring Lise to no end.

She gives a lot of thought to every idea formed in her head. This particular idea has some background to it. It took the Camp Andrea commandant’s infatuation for her to know the ugly truth. She was told that Chairman Laude, a once-in-a-blue moon public figure with a lot of private secrets she knew of, has a sex slave in his room. It’s even someone they all knew: Andrea.

The studio smelled of turpentine, sweat, and something rawer, something that lingered in the air long after Damien and Lena’s last heated encounter. They had been reckless, lost in each other, blind to the world beyond the four walls of that messy room. Lena still felt the faint sting of his hands on her hips, the bruising kisses down her throat, the fire he had awakened deep inside her.

Yet, as soon as her eyes shut, a haunting image invaded the darkness behind her eyelids. In the void of her closed eyes, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed, she can never forget the look, he looked different, and he looked vicious. If there was any expression was reflecting in his eyes then it was LUST, only Lust. It’s been an hour; Aurora stood under the water, trying to wash away all the bad memories from mind, but every time she closed her eyes all she can see his lustful gaze roaming all around her naked body and nothing. Those eyes she can’t remove from her fucking brain as if it got written permanently inside her brain. The way his gaze roam around her naked body was something she didn’