Mexican Lust Novels & Stories

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

The wet, squelching sounds of her masturbátion mixed with her rising moans, creating a symphony of pure lust. One of the lustful men in the third row, a tall businessman with sharp features, stood up slowly. His cóck was already straining against his trousers. He was not the only one. Several others began to rise, drawn toward the stage like moths to a flame. Lila’s moans had become louder than any of the professional actors. They were raw, genuine, and impossibly arousing. Each cry sent a fresh wave of desire through the crowd.

Even as pure lust leaped through him, Diego wanted to laugh. It was time she accepted that he was a Martinez del Río and like every Martinez del Río starting with the sixteenth century, he didn’t take orders… he handed them out. His tongue delved deep in a bold invasion. A piercing, unbearable sweetness shot through Jacqueline followed by a fierce wave of heat. Dizzy, she locked her arms around his neck to keep her balance, and as he released her tingling lips, she struggled to catch her breath against his shoulder.

She was just too horny, and she couldn't think of anything else apart from sex. Alejandro didn't know why but he broke into a big smile. He wasn't himself anymore. He was suddenly possessed. Possessed by an unforeseen force called lust. His hands explored Marisa's sexy body from her tight, firm àss to her smooth pússy then up to her big bréasts. He then opened her legs, and his cóck protruded high above her legs. Marisa gave hus cóck one last squeeze. He could tell she was measuring the length of my cóck, wondering if she could take it all in.

By the end my ass was burning, tears gathered in my eyes beneath the blindfold, and my pussy was dripping shamelessly down my thighs from the pain and humiliation mixed together. “You poor thing,” he cooed mockingly, rubbing the stinging flesh with surprising gentleness. “Look at how wet you are from being spanked like a naughty little maid.” His fingers slid down, gathering my slickness before pushing two thick digits inside me without warning. I moaned loudly at the sudden stretch. He pumped them slowly at first, letting me feel every knuckle, then faster, curling them against that sensitive spot that made my legs shake. “You’re clenching so desperately around my fingers,” he growled. “All

Two older, thick, filthy truckers had used me exactly the way I’d always wanted and then left me dripping under a streetlight with their numbers in my pocket. I put the car in gear and pulled back onto the empty highway. Every bump in the road made the leftover cum shift inside me. By the time the first pale light of dawn started creeping over the desert, my shorts were a sticky mess and my clit was throbbing again just from the memory.

“I am not scared of you, Olivia said as fresh hot tears streamed down her cheeks “Look at you, you are already shaking, you seem to have forgotten our agreements He licked his lower lips with his tongue “Well let me remind you if you go against our agreement in any way or you die in these 5 months then your sister is mine, señorita Olivia tries to stop the tears that wouldn't stop flowing, but the tears just continue flowing Austin smirk, this is undoubtedly what he wants, nobody messes up with him Be it a Don, even governors, big men in Mexico, he fears no one “Enough with the crying señorita, strip!!! He said unbolting his shirt. She has never been so fearful in her life, he wanted her to

As he plundered her kisses, he already positioned himself between the Rubbing against her once, twice, he drove in, thrusting all the way to the hilt. Maya didn't even get the chance to scream as that was swallowed by a kiss. The air around them blazed with heat as passion and lust mixed to become one. It burned. Oh God it burned, Maya thought to herself as she struggled against him, tears stinging her eyes. She was so full it was uncomfortable. Dexter held back long enough for her to relax before resuming with his demands. he set her entire body ablaze. Her nails dug into his back as he unleashed his demands on her.

The room is cold so does their hands when those lips crash onto each other. Denver is obsequious when he moves—his instinct suddenly follows Angel. The kiss stops as he speaks, “you make me rigid. I hate this feeling,” Angelito pestered. Due to the pressure of lust hovering inside their bodies, Denver Nervar was washed out. He can’t think straight when Angelito slits his hand inside his pyjama. His jaw tightens in the ultimate desire of his touch. It may be demeaning for a man to desire his own sex—however, the love and mixing lust are too potent for him to deny.

Alex's POV: I let out a small moan, my eyes droopy as I watched the young maiden swallow my cock. Her face was red and her cheeks were hollowed, Elizabeth? Mary? I couldn't remember her name infact I couldn't remember any of the maidens names. Their face all looked a blur to me. She gags as my cock hit the back of her throat. Her eyes tear up and she struggles for air but she continues trying to force my dick down her throat.