Novels by Ivie Aghahon

FREDMy body feels like it’s not mine as I walk over to her. It’s almost like she’s got me under some sort of spell.But I know that’s not what this is. It’s just my lust overriding my good sense and rendering me completely powerless. She pushes up on her knees, wrapping her soft hands around my cock. It’s the hand with her wedding ring and the sight makes me leak even more.She distributes my semen along the length of my cock, sinking the nails of her other hand into my ass cheeks and yanking me closer. “You’re still hard.” She smirks, twisting her hands on each downward stroke and applying just the right amount of pressure that has my mind going blank. “We can’t exactly let this go to waste now, can we?”Grabbing an ass cheek in each hand, I lift her and impale her on my cock, both of us moaning at the sensation. If the amount of fucking I’ve subjected my cock was not enough to calm it down, then I wonder what will.She locks her legs behinds my back, urging me to move with little k

FREDMy groan is eclipsed by Florence’s loud cry, her eyes wide and slightly tinged with panic as they stare down at the spot where my fat cock spears her. “Fuck, you’re so big,” she hisses, circling her hips as she tries to find some comfort.It’s a struggle keeping my hips still enough for her to adjust to my size but I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and hold fast, my skin damn near bursting into flames from how hot I am.The way she rolls those wide hips against mine is nothing short of seductive, and my cock keeps begging me to thrust the remaining inches inside her warm pussy, bury myself as deep s I can go and give into the animalistic urge to fuck her hard.When she clenches those slick walls down around me, my hips give an involuntary jerk, shoving myself two inches deeper inside her. Florence moans and her knees fall wide. I take that to mean she has fully adjusted, hold onto those full hips and slam my cock all the way inside her.My eyes roll into the back of my head at

FREDFlorence moans into my mouth, one hand cupping my cheek while the other slides around my neck--and it’s so familiar, so similar to way my wife holds me when she kisses me that it has me wrenching my lips away from hers and stumbling back a step.“No,” I breathe, shaking my head as if the action will somehow help me get rid of the forbidden thoughts filling my head. “This is wrong. I-I can’t--”She presses her hand to my chest and my sentence dies in my throat when my eyes fall to her boobs. Fuck, they’re so deliciously tempting, so swollen and luscious that the urge to take her nipples into my mouth nearly overpowers me.Squeezing my eyes shut, I will my cock to calm down.I shouldn’t be harboring such thoughts about my mother-in-law. Shouldn’t be thinking about falling to my knees and eating that glistening pussy like it’s a full course meal.Definitely shouldn’t be wondering how my cock would feel like buried in all that lush wetness.This is a whole new kind of low, one I neve

FREDI knock on the front door of the house for what has to be the seventh time, beginning to get frustrated.I’ve been standing out here for almost ten minutes and no one has answered the fucking door yet. I consider turning around and leaving but an image of my wife’s angry face should I return back home empty handed flashes through my mind and it keeps me rooted in place.My impatience gets the best of me and I twist the door knob, surprised to find it open.“Florence?” I call as I shut the door behind me, walking deeper into the house. I’m beginning to suspect that no one is home but if that’s the case, it doesn’t make sense that they would have left the front door open.Someone has to be inside this house, I know it. Because my wife’s parents may be a lot of things but careless isn’t one of them.The lights in the living room are all turned off and the TV is on but muted, confirming my suspicion that someone is inside the house. But where the hell are they?I have to meet up with

ANAClamping a hand down on my mouth, he slams inside me, burying his length inside my pussy in one ruthless thrust.I’m wet but he’s just that big enough that there’s a small bite of pain from his not-so-gentle penetration, causing me to cry into his palm.“Fuck,” Mr Kane hisses, pulling back only to slam inside me again. “I’ve missed this fucking pussy so damned much.”Sweat beads on my upper lip and forehead, my thighs shaking with the strain it takes me to keep my legs up on his desk. My feet damn near slip off but I press them against the hardwood, his hips slamming into mine with a viciousness I’ve come to associate with only him.“Look how well you’re taking my cock,” he growls, eyes glued to the spot where my lips cling to his wide girth as he tunnels in and out of my sheath. “See how wet your cunt is making my cock? See how you’re spreading your juices all over me, pet?”I nod, staring down at the spot where we’re joined. “Yes, daddy.”Mr Kane snarls, grabbing my legs and spr

Two days later, I get a call that Mr Kane has asked specifically for me to babysit the twins again.Immediately I get the call, heat gathers low in my stomach as I’m transported back to that night and the unholy things he did to my body that have kept me up at night, tossing and turning in heat on my bed to the point I’ve had to bring myself off twice to thoughts of him.He wants me to babysit the twins my ass. He wants to fuck me. At a price, no less.That just sweetens the deal for me.I deliberately select a flirty summer dress, wearing nothing but a thong under it for easy access then I order a ride and go over to Mr Kane’s mansion.All through while I babysit the kids, I keep looking around, trying to get little glimpses of him but he doesn’t seem to be home. If he is, then he’s staying away from the living room.I’m so strung tight with anticipati