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Carnation smirked and continued, "how did that happen, you don't want women to touch you, you're a woman hater, so the codename Lust doesn't fit you" The young man's raucous laughter reverberated throughout the kitchen. "Well, I won't deny that fact," he said, clearing his throat once more before continuing, "my codename Lust was based on my full name, L and U from the first two letters of my first name Luca, and S T from the second to last letter of my surname Lindenhurst. Half of the Underground Society members use this same method of making their codenames."

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

She cried out, her thighs shaking as she came hard against my face, her juices flooding my mouth, mixing with the salty tang of his sweat and the musky scent of our lust. We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, sweat-slicked and breathing heavily, the aftermath of our depravity hanging thick in the air. I lay there, my ass still tingling from his invasion, my lips swollen from sucking her, and a wicked smile curled on my face as I imagined the soft, steady snores of Roy drifting up from downstairs. “Guess he really does sleep like a log,” I murmured, voice hoarse, my eyes meeting the girl over his still‑heaving chest.

Why am I nervous when he speaks to me? After minutes of walking, I noticed our environment has changed. I peeped from his chest and saw white bulbs and white walls. “ It's my apartment," Alaris said, as if he can hear my silent question. I drew in a sharp breath and relaxed in his arms. He has brought me to his apartment. Not even his mother was able to stop him and I can't stop him either. I've read a lot about Lycans and they have a lot of toxic traits. Alaris seemed to have made up his mind. I just need to be careful around this beast.

Edward looks suspicious. "Never, I just like to watch girls in yoga pants. They look so sexy especially when they bend over while their sweat starts to drip in their yoga pants!" Joaquin is making a big smile. "Plus, I happened to have a gold membership card to the top yoga studio in this town." "You're such a maniac. I don't even know why I became friends with you," Edward said in disgust. "You can't blame me. I'm only human. Girls are my weakness and I have two words, buddy, "yoga pants" and "camel toe" those two are hard to resist," he said drooling about it.

Daniel was playing team fight tactics with his friends online, his cursing was heard all the way around the apartment because the duo stayed all alone in their love nest. The man was heavily inspired by animes and mangas, which justified his attire having nezuku chan on his pyjamas and some hentai on his grey shirt. Now you will ask me here, what did even Kayla like about him? The answer is Daniel's expertise in where to use the words, the man was good at choosing it but never abused his skills which made her swoon over him like crazy. "Fuck! No, no you can't defeat me like this."

No pointless stories, no lengthy wait, just pure and raw emotion. I appreciate your courage in joining me in this world. Here's to the imaginations we enjoy reading in the dark but don't often express aloud. With Love and heat OZ Disclaimer & Content Note for Tales of Instant Lust Tales of Instant Lust is a fictional work of adult erotica, designed solely for the entertainment of mature readers aged 18 and above. This book contains highly explicit sexual content, graphic language, and scenes of intense sexual encounters that are not suitable for minors or sensitive audiences. If you are under the age of 18, you are not legally or ethically permitted to read, d******d, purchase, or share the

Time: 10 PM Dress code: Formal(Tuxedos only) On the bottom was another P.S. - Come alone, or she dies. The Obsidian Estate. I knew that name. Everyone in the underworld knew that name. It belonged to a man, a faceless crime lord called The collector. No one knew his real name. The government had been trying to catch him for years, but he was like smoke. Always one step ahead. "This is a trap," Levi said unnecessarily. “You and the collector have bad blood after that failed deal so why would you get an invite if it isn't a trap?”

My holes felt sore but satisfied in the best way. After the last round we all lay on the couch breathing heavy. Cum leaked from my pussy and ass onto the cushions. I felt like a true slut and I loved it. Marcus kissed my forehead and smiled. “We will be coming often to fuck you” he promised. “You are such a naughty girl and we cannot get enough.” His friends nodded agreeing. They each gave me extra cash before leaving. It was more money than I ever got from one driver.

He cut me off, excited about some extremely hot pictures coming. And indeed, the dresser was given the chance to fulfill his wishes after all the actual photos for the Gala. Different teasing positions. I was half naked yet covered with a cloth that I was biting from its corner while sitting on a box with my legs open wide. As for Max and Conan holding onto both of my legs. Another shot was when Conan's Lips were on my neck while my body was in an upside-down position. And Max was biting on my neck as if he was a vampire. Those were just a few of the shots cause I'm pretty sure they've taken more than one. Though thank God it was over! Or so, that's what I thought.