Humping Game Novels & Stories

“Right, brother. You tell them the game’s twist.” Mia and I share a glance, we were already suspicious that it wouldn’t be as easy as it seems. “While you search for us, the vibrator inside you will be at its highest speed.” Alexander reveals, and as Mia and I share a wide-eyed look, they chuckle at our reactions. It’s completely impossible to find our masters when the vibrating balls are set to their maximum intensity. Edward adds another twist, “And there’s more. You can’t cum during the game. If anyone does, they’ll face an immediate punishment.”

He said quietly, “Mr. Miller, something seems to be not right.” Jackson nodded. “You can take action as you see fit.” The third round was an interaction game. The game that day was called ‘First Experience of Love—Happiness is Waiting for You at the Other Side of the Galaxy’. A male guest would need to have his eyes covered as he walked around an obstacle course with Yvonne on his back. Yvonne would be in charge of telling him what to do. The goal of the game was to determine who had the most compatibility with Yvonne.

Alex also changed the rhythm of his game faster and faster making Victoria's body convulse and a loud moan came out of Victoria's mouth indicating that she had reached her climax. Victoria's eyes closed. Her legs felt weak. "Alex, please..." Victoria finally whimpered, her eyes wide open. Alex smiled and "Blessssss..." The bonding finally happened. Alex began to pump his hips rhythmically. Victoria, who had been jerking off for a moment, now began to enjoy Alex's game, which brought her back to the height of her pleasure. "Alex, oughhh. . Yes! hhmmm faster baby! Victoria moaned, her body shaking as Alex rammed her all the way into her womb. Even Victoria's breasts were shaking because Alex w

He says, his palm coming in contact with my butt cheek again and I let out a whimper. “Fuck, yes.” “Now, aren’t you a bad girl?” He says as he slides in again without any warning. “Oh, fuck.” I cry out as Dominique groans. “God, I’m never gonna get enough of this.” He says as he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back. Dominique cups one of my breasts in his other hand as he squeezes, his hips rocking back and forth as he pummels into me from behind in fast strokes. My ass jiggles with every thrust, bouncing at the contact of his pelvis as he fucks me like an animal.

He hooked my leg around his waist and in seconds, he’s inside me already. “Fuck Fuck Fuck,” He repeatedly said while thrusting inside me. I was suddenly holding tight on his hair as I pressed my body even close to him. He was thrusting so hard that I felt I wouldn't be able to walk properly after this. “I fucking love you, love,” he said in between thrusts. Even if I wanted to answer, I couldn’t do it because I can’t seem to find the right words to utter. I was lost in the sensation I was feeling, I felt like I was drowning.

But maybe it was the crazy way we met or the fact that I had already humped Roman. I wasn’t as nervous with them as I was with other guys. We started a game of Three’s, and the guys complained the entire time that I was making the rules up. “Seriously?” Roman wrinkled his handsome brow, “An eight skips the person next to you, but a nine makes it, so they have to lay one down lower. A ten clears the deck, and a three is a mirror card. I think you are making this up; this can’t be a real game.”

Slide. The wet, rhythmic friction of our bodies echoed through the concrete bunker, mixed with the sound of our ragged, heavy breathing. Every thrust felt like a deliberate claim, a physical re-writing of my soul that erased Arthur Vance, erased the years of training, and left only Malakai Thorne stamped onto my skin. "You're mine, Ari," he growled, his head descending to capture my mouth in a deep, wet kiss, his tongue mimicking the heavy, rhythmic thrusting of his hips between my legs. "Say it."

Shit. That sounded like hellish heaven. It was the game we’d played the night we mated, and it sounded like the perfect way to warm things up again now that we were finally allowed to touch. “Okay.” I nodded. “But if we’re playing the distraction game, you remember the rules. You win if you get me off, and I win if you don’t. Your turn will only be next if I don’t climax.” Merrick’s eyes gleamed. “What about the rule against sexual touches?”

To a business partner. The disgust hit her so hard it wasn’t just mental anymore—her stomach flipped. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Hill’s hand reaching toward her again— The next second— Boom. A heavy punch landed. A dark figure flashed past her so fast she couldn’t process what was happening. Then came the sound of a body hitting the ground, followed by a scream. Allison turned.

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.