Mexican Lust Novels & Stories

I twisted and writhed against the silk ties, my hips bucking upward, begging for more of her wet heat. "Fuck, you taste so sweet, Mistress," the girl whimpered against my pussy, licking faster, her fingers pumping inside me, making loud, sloppy squelching sounds. In the corner, Martinez watched every bit of it. His jaw was clenched tight, his hand gripping the armrest so hard the leather groaned. His erection was completely free now, throbbing and rock-hard as he watched another woman make his wife scream with lust. "Stop," Martinez barked suddenly, his voice thick and rough.

He said as I slowly let myself down on his lap but I found bubbles pop in my tummy and sparks fly down there as he coiled his hand around my waist and pull me closer. "Oh, you eating ice cream," He said grabbing the spoon and taking a bite. I heard a snicker from Rex and I look at him. "Get your own you jackass" Alex just laughed. They watched their game as I finished my ice cream. My legs were clenched shut because of the sudden wetness I felt. That night, I felt a heavy body fall on my bed. I was too tired and asleep when I felt an arm wrap around my bare waist, The sudden feeling of a rough hand across my waist made me open my eyes and I tried to turn and ask who it was.

I tasted my arousal, and my nipples tightened again like I hadn’t just come so hard, I couldn’t breathe properly. He gripped my hips again, pulling me off the desk and bending me over so I was bared to him. My gown was still bunched around my hips, and my underwear lay in tatters on the floor. I heard my desk drawer open, followed by the rasp of a zipper and the distinctive tear of tape. My mouth dried. “What—” A piece of duct tape sealed over my lips, cutting me off. Lust and fear surged through me in equal measure, one indistinguishable from the other. He’d left my hands free, so I could easily tear off the tape—but I didn’t.

Ethan's POV I sensed the longing in her gaze, pleading for more but I refused to yield so easily. I craved to hear her voice, to feel her surrender completely. Chelsea's cries of pleasure echoed in my ears, igniting a primal desire within me unlike my girlfriend who is never satisfied but sweet. I pushed myself into her, slow and deliberate, ensuring every inch penetrated her deeply, reaching depths that ignited a fire within her. She dug her nails into my back, gasping as I filled her completely, our bodies merging in a primal dance of passion and desire.

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

I dried off and found him in bed on his back playing with his cock. He did not say anything as I started sucking him again. “Get on your back and spread your legs wide!” I spread my long legs as wide as I could. He roughly mounted me and because of his fat belly it took some maneuvering for him to get inside me. Once inside me he stared fucking me like a wild man! I could not believe I was enjoying being fucked by this nasty Mexican so much. He had turned me into such a fucking slut! He pounded me harder and harder grunting like animal!

C H A P T E R 8 : T H E H O T , S W E A T Y S E X Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. Demonax. ~

Dexter asserts, a fiery hunger blazing in his eyes, their ferocity revealing an unbridled lust. His voice, a low, seductive rumble, dripped with a primal need that resonated in the room. "You can do that, right?" She nodded, lust gleaming in her eyes. Dexter gently maneuvered Astrid onto the table, her body sprawled out before him. He positioned her head at the table's edge, tilting it down slightly.

Lippy told her she could make a fortune if she cared to establish herself in Mexico, but Lorena didn’t care to. From what she could see of the country it didn’t look any more interesting than Texas, and the men stunk just as bad as Texans, if not worse. Gus McCrae claimed to have been to San Francisco, and would talk to her for hours about how blue the water was in the bay, and how the ships came in from everywhere. In the end he overtalked it, like he did everything. Once or twice Lorena

But the overwhelming surge of lust, heightened by the sudden interruption, compelled her to obey. Without further hesitation, Mia straddled Arlo, her movements fueled by raw desire as she sought to reclaim the pleasure that had been momentarily snatched away. As she began to ride him with abandon, her moans mingled with the sound of their bodies moving in unison, filling the room with a symphony of passion and desire.