Uncontrollable Lust Novels & Stories

There’s this illusion that it is, but quite frankly- it is not something controllable at all. And I know this because I’ve tried. I’ve tried to not lust after my father’s best friend, to stop dreaming about his body, and to stop visualizing his cock inside of me. I’ve tried and really tried. Tell me why I’m ended at this junction if my desires could be controlled? He wouldn’t be in his own dilemma too if he had control over his desires. He claimed himself to be a man of control, yet lost that control and subjected to the fervent taste of me.

"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

Then in that position, he begins to move his waist slamming hard uncontrollably against her extremely wet pussy sending out another amount of juices from her. "Oh, s***. Oh s***. Nathan." She keeps on wailing without restraint. Both of them are not in control at this moment. They are both lost. They are both involved in a cocoon of lust affair. They can't stop. It is like their entire lives would end if they ever make the mistake of trying to resist the desires clutching at their sexual organs. He keeps on groaning as he pounds into her increasing his peace maximumly without control. " AAH."

Desire and lust surge through me, threatening to consume my every thought. I groan, straining every fiber of my being to resist the voice's insidious commands. But with each passing minute, it becomes more difficult than the previous. And the urge to surrender continues to grow stronger. "No, no, no! This can't be happening, not here, not now!”, I recite in my head. I'm convinced Luca's behind this. What other explanation is there? I glance around, frantically searching for a way to break free from this unwanted, humiliating arousal.

“You can.” His tongue pressed against her again and he sucked her fluttering clit into his mouth. His tail kept going, fucking into her with ruthless abandon, all while his sinful mouth devoured her clit. It was bad. But so good. It shouldn’t be happening. But gods it was. It was forbidden, this kind of reckless lust. The elders used to preach about lust like this, about this kind of reckless desire. Adelaide would laugh about it as Liam explored her willing body. But this was more. More destructive. More volatile. This was The Devil.

He could feel himself drowning in the pool of lust called Grey Ray and he doesn't know how to get out. How to survive in his attacks. Ray slowly pulled away, his eyes settling on the brunet who's panting heavily, lips swollen and parted. "This is just the start, Justin. Run now, if you want to." Ray whispered, his eyes dark with lust and hunger for the brunet. Justin bit his lower lip, his head in a hazy state. He doesn't know anymore. All he wants is to give in. And that's what he did. Justin claimed his lips.

The forbidden lust that had been building for weeks was no longer simmering. It was boiling over. And I wasn’t sure how much longer I could resist.

Except this time around, they were filled with something else—pure, untamed lust. He wanted her. He wanted to devour her. He needed to cure the insatiable desire he had riling up within him for the past one year. And that untamed desire drove him into saying the next words that rolled off his throat, “Hand my control back to me.”

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.