The Lewd Cookie Novels & Stories

I warned him as he devoured a cookie. " You made something for me with your own hands. Am I crazy to not eat them?" he asked me as he devoured another one and I giggled watching him eat them. " These other tastiest cookies I have ever tasted. The most delicious. What have you done? Added a little love. What did you exactly put into it?" he asked me enthusiastically. I pretended to think for a second as I replied, " A little friendship, a little pinch of love, and lots of poison," I replied brazenly.

Colette did, and Talia leaned over her, letting the cûm drip into Colette's mouth. Colette gulped it all down and smiled. "Thanks," she said. ••• As Colette savored the taste of her third cream pie of the day, she didn’t realize right away that everyone was looking at her. "It’s your turn," I said. "Oh," Colette said. "I don’t know, Theo. It’s been fun swallowing your…stuff, and sucking on your thing, and having Maren lick me. But I don’t know if I’m ready for sex. I had never even seen a cóck in person before a few hours ago."

The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie. I don't know what was more intense for me, his grunts or that Mr. Sinclair was watching us with a satisfied smirk, his own cock bulging at the erotic display. He was stroking the length of his hardened rod, his eyes never leaving mine. "That's it," he purred, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Make her come on your cock." As if on command, I shattered, my pussy clamping down around Desmond like a vice I came with a scream of his name. He followed a second later, spilling inside me with a low groan.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

She spread her legs a little and rubbed her pussy slowly, moaning softly. “Fuck yes…” he breathed. He pulled his cock out right there in the dark hallway and started stroking. Watching her play with herself made him crazy. Precum leaked from the tip. He pumped his hand up and down, imagining pushing his thick cock into that tight pussy he had just seen. But he stopped before he came. He wanted to save it. He quietly left the building and went back home. His mind was racing with dirty thoughts and plans. Back in his room, Jake locked the door and opened his laptop. He put on one of SweetLily’s videos—now he knew it was Lila. He pulled his shorts down and grabbed his hard cock. It was thicker

Lucern scowls at him all the while, a look of indignation stuck to his face at the prospect of telling our little girl that we ate all of the cookies that were made for her. “Why should I have to be the one to tell her?” Lucern whines, his lips pushing together into a pout. “Levi is the one that stole the remaining two cookies.” His arms move up to wrap around his chest, causing his muscles to bulge in the most delicious of ways. “And he shared one of them with you.” He adds in, glaring at Kenji who is happily eating the chocolate chip cookie.

Shit, I’m sure he’s an excellent poker player. “You are right, Miss Lombardo. It is not a crime to buy cookies and give it as gifts. What is a crime is giving out cookies poisoned.” I widen my eyes as I say, “What? Were the cookies poisoned? I have nothing to do with this.” “Oh, really?” I stay silent, watching and listening to what he has to tell me. He then says, “then tell me, Miss Lombardo. What were you doing in this photo, buying the poison?”

Leilah replied. She hugged the teddy and slept off. * *The next day* "Good morning!" Prince Aisen screamed in her ears. "Oh my God Aisen." She replied, yawned and opened her eyes. "You are even holding a mic, God!" Leilah said. "I called your name more than eight times but you didn't reply, that's why I thought of a better idea, I ordered the maids to bake these special Cookies for you, just the way you like it, full milk and well buttered." Prince Aisen replied.

"You can't be seriously thinking I'd spend the rest of my life eating cookies you deliver in your underwear." He's been pulling this trick off for about a week. For some reason, Lenox thinks it's a sexy little thing he can do, and I'm supposed to enjoy it. Given that I've had his cock between my lips more than once, I don't mind, especially since he pulls this off only after he has a shower and changed, but still, it's a bit weird. Perhaps weirder than his obsession with spoons. Lenox points his finger at me, a spark of amusement dancing in his eyes. "I can and I will." He steps closer and leans in to whisper, "What's the harm about cookies with some extra glaze? I'll throw in my cock for go

She asked suspiciously. Monica stiffened. Her expression sprayed confusion. "What do you mean by something mamma, I don't understand." "I mean, has he tried to bring out the cookie from the jar?" Monica's blush deepened. The cookie is a term they used for sex when she was young. They have used the term cookie since Monica turned thirteen. She recalled her mother always telling her 'Don't let the cookie out of the jar before marriage, lest the man throws the jar in the trash and wipe his mouth when it's empty.'