Stories Of Lust Novels & Stories

Their karmic desires of satiating themselves were effervescent and their lusty love was the escape only. Just like this hidden affair kept hidden from my boss and we fucked every day behind his back. ******** Author Comment: Dear Readers, Don't worry I'll continue and complete the "Seduced by Lust" series. I'm just stuck with the future storyline as we call it, "Writer Block". So till then enjoy my draft short stories.

It started as a secret. A kiss in the kitchen. A blow job on the cold tile floor. A groan into the crook of his neck that sounded too close to love but was just lust—wild, poisonous lust. But it didn’t stop there. It couldn’t. After that first time, Eli didn’t try to convince himself it was a mistake. He didn’t even feel guilty—not really. Natalie’s name barely crossed his mind anymore. She was a shadow in the background, a pale echo of what he used to want. Because now, every inch of him ached for something bigger. Stronger. Crueler.

**** The two lovers lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking as they tried to catch their breath. Kil's mind was at rest, but the same can't be said for Laty, who was beating himself for allowing his mate to mark him. But the deed had already been done. He was now mated to a bloodsucker. He got a mate from the species he vowed to eradicate. THE END

" 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

Her thighs spread as she walked to within a foot of the frantically masturbating young man. “Look at my pussy,” she whispered, pulling her delicate pussy lips apart so that he could have a better view. “Isn’t that so much better than that cold impersonal piece of paper?” She stepped closer. “Here, smell…” He bent forward quickly, his tongue lapping at her wet slit and she threw her head back, reveling in the feel of his slick tongue against her clit and her lascivious behavior. Her knees quivered and he put his hands on her hips, pulling her over his mouth, slipping his tongue inside her. Lacy’s moans became louder and her hands went to his ears, pulling him into her heat.

Ethan slammed into her cunt in one savage thrust, bottoming out so hard her arms gave out. “Fuuuuck, this cunt is still so tight.” Jax knelt in front, forcing his cock back down her throat. Ethan spat on her asshole and shoved two fingers inside while he destroyed her pussy. “You’re taking it in the ass tonight too, slut.” He pulled out of her dripping cunt and pressed his fat cockhead against her virgin asshole. Lia screamed around Jax’s dick as Ethan forced his way in, stretching her raw. The burn was intense, but the pain melted into filthy pleasure as he buried every inch.

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

He repeated his movements over and over until both peaks were swollen, glistening, and throbbing in time with my racing pulse. Every pull of his mouth felt like he was drawing something deeper out of me, something I had kept locked away for years. When he finally lifted his head, his lips were wet, his eyes black and filled with lust and want. My breasts rose and fell with every ragged breath I took, my nipples were dark and glistening from his attention. “Touch yourself,” he ordered again, quieter this time. “Spread your legs wider and show me.” I obeyed instantly. My thighs parted, the thin dress still bunched around my waist like a fallen halo and I slid one hand down my stomach, tremblin

On the verge of a sexual orgy, lust was driving my young white wife to be fucked by dark strangers. A lone lusty Emma, a naked white woman, was going to have sex with multiple dark cocks of strangers. What was driving them? Was it the lust of seeing a young naked white woman who wanted to be gangbanged? Surely, lust and sexual desire were causing this extreme arousal. Lust, in me seeing my wanton naked wife, was causing my permanent erection, albeit it paled in comparison and color as to what was lined up for Emma.

In addition, it can increase an urge for sex. Elena even in her unconscious state, arched her back for me, her lips parted, and I watched the way her n*****s hardened and her p***y tightened around my fingers. I readjusted myself on the bed, placing my left hand by her head. I leaned all my weight on it while forcing a third finger into her tight cunt. My c**k twitched in anticipation to be inside her. Her breath cut, and I gently kissed the corner of her lips. “Beautiful.”