The Lust Novels & Stories

His lengthy shaft started to get a hard on. Juste then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He let out the glorious beast inside him. He spread her legs and hooked them around his torso. He glanced at Chastine again. While they look into each other’s eyes, each filled with lust, Juste towered over Chastine and laid over her to kiss her on the neck. Chastine’s body began to burn with lust. She couldn’t help but moan at the intensity of their love making. Juste then prepares her opening. He caressed her intimate part down there with his delicate fingers.

It was a perfect complement to the Hand of Arousal, ensuring that any woman I touched would be putty in my hands. Just as I was about to check out, a sudden pop-up ad caught my attention. It was an advertisement for an ability called "Lust Demon." The description was enticing: "Make any woman surrender to you completely if you ejaculate inside her. This ability ignores all previous rules. Whether the woman has a weak or strong will, she will be yours after just one encounter."

Forever. The water still rippled around us as Lust pulled away slowly, dripping and slick. Wrath appeared silently beside the tub, eyes burning like molten steel. Neither of them made a move to stop. Instead, they each grabbed their cocks, slick and hard, stroking themselves with cruel, deliberate slowness. I lay there between them, soaked and trembling, my cock leaking and twitching in Lust’s firm grip. “You want this,” Lust said darkly, eyes locked on mine, fingers tightening as he stroked. “You want us marking you. Owning you.”

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.

He let out a soft moan and leaned close for a kiss. We have both longed for each other and there was no point denying him. He walked me to the bed and we lay facing each other. His fingers slowly entered me again which made me more aroused and filled with lust. He softly kissed my nipples and cusped his hands around my breast. My honey juice was dripping between my legs and my moan was getting louder as he gave me a gentle bite on the nipple and a soft squeeze. "Fuck me," I begged.

And there was never a shortage of news- you only had to know where to look. If there is one thing Lust is famous for, it’s being the cynosure of eyes at every point in time. Since the rules of the mortal realm prevent him from using his powers against humans, except for the protection of demon kin, he prefers to occupy apex positions. The seat of power allows him to exercise dominance without getting his hands dirty. They were in love, or so everyone thought.

I trailed my hands across his chest… going deliberately low… I heard him suck in a breath and looked up at him to see him staring at me with lust filled eyes… His hands slipped to the small of my back and guided my top over my head and looked at her waiting to see if she’ll tell him to stop… when she didn’t he took off her top and stared at the black lace bra which really did a bad job at covering her breasts. He then pulls off the bra and watched with lust filled eyes as my breasts bounced as he took off the bra… he licked his lips as his eyes looked at my full breast rounded with cherry pink tips… “You’re so beautiful” he whispers as he pulled her closer and kissed her, his hands moulding

Title pulsing: “JOURNALIST’S CUNT: CONFESSION & CONQUEST – LIVE” Luca stood over me, shirt gone, cross swinging between carved abs. Mara knelt at his feet, silver collar shining, and mouth wrapped around his cock—thick, veined, angry—sucking slow and sloppy, spit dripping down her chin onto the floor. She pulled off with a wet pop. “Time to wake the slut,” she purred, crawling up my body, fingers digging into my thighs, and spreading me wider. Luca grabbed the handheld 8K.

And as he gazed at her flushed face, he couldn't shake the feeling that this dinner was just the beginning of something much deeper and more meaningful between them. His words, soft yet profound, echoed in the stillness of the moment, carrying with them the weight of a thousand promises of pleasure. "I want you," he declared, each syllable imbued with the purest of intentions of his lust for her, as if every fiber of his being yearned to convey the depth of his affection to get pleasure.

“Someone will hear.” Despite my protest, my clit throbbed with need. Heat gathered like a firestorm in my lungs as those strong, deft hands caressed me, molding to my hips and thighs, stoking the fires higher and hotter until they incinerated my reservations. “No, they won't.” James sank to his knees and pushed my knees wider, granting him an unfettered view of my soaked arousal. His eyes gleamed up at me, dark and bright as volcanic glass. “It's my apartment.”