Mexican Lust Novels & Stories

I met the bluest, sexiest most alluring eyes I'd ever seen on a Mexican man. I recognized him instantly from his tattoos, his massive build and his arrogant attitude. Los Zetas. He was cartel. Holy. Shit. Despite the death I read in his eyes, I could feel myself instantly respond to him; my heart beat faster, my cheeks flushed and my body started to melt right then and there. "You sure you want to do that, chica?" he asked, his deep voice filtering through my angry haze, turning my nipples diamond hard.

"Oh, I forgot I am talking with an asexual, or have you finally come out of your asexual state, do you feel like dating any girl now? Chevy asked. And Axton remembers his crazy make-out with Megan. "The lips on your face look swollen, did you come out of a hot sexual encounter? Tell me Axton. Chevy said. "Is that the only thing you have in your head?" Axton asked. "You're always a killer joy I swear. Anyways, I think there's a Mafia clan in Mexico called Black Wolves." "Really?" "Nevertheless, I'll still ask around about the mob, maybe from the molls from other clans that always attend the club in Mexico" Chevy said.

Hе wаѕ mу every wаkіng dеѕіrе, mу fаntаѕу, аnd my body burned only for hіm. He mоvеd аwау, muсh tо mу displeasure. Mу еуеѕ аnxіоuѕlу scanned hіѕ fасе fоr ѕоmе іndісаtіоn to whу. He wаѕ brеаthіng hеаvу, struggling tо pull аіr bасk іntо his bоdу. Hіѕ рuріlѕ wеrе dіlаtеd, and hіѕ еуеѕ burned darker. I ѕаw the unmіѕtаkаblе look of luѕt еvіdеnt whеn his еуеѕ locked wіth mіnе.

Her eyes, wide with a mix of fear and desire, held mine captive. As I stared into her soulful eyes, I couldn't help but feel a surge of lust course through my veins. It was a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time, and certainly not with someone I argued with a while ago and who cut my favorite clothes. I tried to push these thoughts away, convince myself that it was merely an illusion brought on by the intensity of the moment. But deep down, I knew the truth - I wanted her, in a way that went beyond reason.

Within seconds, I’m coiled tight, ready to explode. Just. One. More. Minute... My body turns to stone, and I curse like a sailor when I hear a loud noise. “Yes! Yes! Yesss!” Dallas wails from the other side of my bedroom wall. I can’t even masturbate in my room with the loving couple here. Calvin wasn’t exaggerating when he claimed the couple kept him up all night in Mexico. Now, I’m even more riled up than when I entered the room, and there’s no way for me to find release while they loudly have sex in the next room.

My head went blank. “Fuck, Maddie…” He muttered, clenching his teeth. I felt him hit the one spot I could swear hadn’t been touched in ages. My dildos never did it. Every time I tried to give myself the pleasure I wanted, digging and searching for the right place, it was never satisfying. My chest rose and fell rapidly. My mind went in circles—shame, lust, desperation, and delight all tangled together. Every nerve in my body, every hair standing on my skin, screamed for more, and I didn’t want to resist.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

But the memory of her thighs trembling around me, the memory of her pussy walls clenching around my fingers… it was very fresh in my mind, so NO! I couldn’t be calm. Hearing her confess to Mila about how she had always wanted me and how she had deliberately planned our escapades, it triggered my own buried lust, I have never been more turned on in my life. I squeezed my eyes shut. I know I shouldn’t have touched her– shouldn’t have given in. I shouldn’t have let my anger turn into lust. I shouldn’t have… “Dian!” Her voice. Sharp and desperate. Then footsteps followed, it sounded fast and determined.

he stated with a straight face. A gasp left from Stacy's mouth. The nerve of him! She didn't know who he was and why Mikaela was given a task to crack a deal but she knew that the man before him came only for a fuck. Was Mikaela into this kind of thing? She shook her head. There was no way a prideful woman like Mikaela would get into prostitution. Stacy was confused but more than that she was angry. Angry at the man with a horrible attitude.

he cried while talking to the girl. "I risked blood and my own life on this job." "What's the difference between the two of us? Isn't the work we do just the same dirty and disgusting? In fact, the work you do is even worse than mine. I use it on different men my own body, but I'm not a criminal who kills people!" when he said that, the girl smiled and glanced at him from the side mirror. "Isn't it considered criminal what you did to rape her? Ms. Hera Marcaida? the current fiancee of your ex boyfriend Adante Bautista? or why do you seem to be silent about that? Am I wrong about that?"