Lois Griffin Sex Game Novels & Stories

Ann rolled her eyes again, “Right mum I was just kidding, no need to stress yourself to the point of early wrinkles.” Mrs Sinclair sighed but said nothing for a few seconds, “I had an errand to run this morning so I'm not sure you'd be around by the time I'm back so I decided to call instead. Are you sure you are feeling alright? When you arrived this morning you were in a pretty sour mood, did something happen between you and your husband?” Yes, it did happen. And what happened was that Lucas Montgomery was a lying cheat who doesn't have the fucking subtleness to hide his mistresses.

Griffin ran his fingers through the wet warmth of her slit. His cock twitched as he pressed it against the opening of her pussy. He penetrated her,stretched her,making her take him in. “Ahh…ohh…God…hmm.”She moaned. He pulled back out slowly,not all the way and then he slid back in. He repeated the movement again. It was driving him absolutely fucking wild holding back like this. Griffin didn’t care if her parents were just outside anymore.

A sharp, biting sting to my earlobe came next. “I’m buying more of my jerseys for you, Legs. I saw you in the stands and my cock went hard.” I giggled and slapped him playfully on his chest. “I doubt that, but I don’t mind wearing your jersey. I never saw you look into the stands.” “I fight it. I need to be focused, but I had to be sure you made it to the game.” “Do you always want sex after a game or only when you’re hurt?” “I always want sex with you. Doesn’t matter if a game is involved or not.”

The Game. Just the thought of it was enough to get my nipples hard and my pussy wet. The Game is what my brother and I called the rough sex sessions that he had started by holding me down that day at the hotel. The sex had always been pretty raunchy but now the two of us would go above and beyond to control, degrade and do as we pleased to the other. In the beginning it was spontaneous; one of us would just suddenly take control and the other fall into line, however the last couple of weeks Mark had come up with the idea of taking turns.

He slips his hand between my legs, his fingers sliding along my wet pussy before diving straight inside. “You’re soaked.” His voice is a low growl as he crooks his fingers against the spot that drives me wild. “I want you.” I reach down, flicking open the button of his pants. I shove the rest of his clothing away, my legs shaking as an orgasm starts to build. Griffin moves his lips to my neck, sucking on the sensitive spot just below my ear. I grind into his hand as my orgasm rocks through me. “Make me come, Griff, please.”

He could even still feel the warmness and creaminess of her pussy as though he was still fucking her in his mind. And one thing Lumi loved to do was moan and cry. She enjoyed laughing when the sex got sweaty. And he loved pouring into her his strength. Sex was so good he didn’t want anything else – not even the taste of water or food. But Lumi would always nudge him to take breaks and drink water. He would always want to go on like a sex machine. At one point, they had played a sex game of cards. It was fun and something they were looking forward to doing more often.

However; she was right, when it comes to fighting, I am brave and full of so much courage that some of the other high warriors think that I’m on the borderline of suicidal, but when it comes to dating or being on my own with a male other than my cousins or brothers, I am a total mess and avoid it whenever possible. “I noticed. It’s nice to meet both of you…” I am pulled back up next to Lorette as she looks into Memphis’s eyes and they glow a little brighter before they return to their beautiful sky blue as he tightens his arms around my waist moving my hips just a little making me realise that he is still semi-hard and still sitting inside me. Griffin closes the gap between our lips, kissing

Watching his eyes bore into the redhead sent a surge of wet heat to Charlotte's pussy. “I’m sorry,” the redhead repeated, her head still bowed. How would you like to punish me?” Charlotte's mouth dropped open as her clit began to throb deep between her legs. The sexual intention behind Miss Alice's words wasn’t lost on her. This wasn’t real. It was a game. A sex game. “Pull up your skirt,” were his sharp words. Charlotte watched, hypnotized by the sight of the strong, seductive woman pulling her skirt over her thighs. She held her skirt around her waist, her creamy buttocks bared to the camera.

He raises the duvet, and I'm flushed at the sight of his flaccid cock. "Oh shit." He groans. "Tell me we didn't." "I don't remember what happened but my wolf says we had sex." How can I not remember this? I need to cement it in my fucking brain. Griffin and I had sex. But we're not dating. WE'RE NOT DATING! That has got to be some type of rule or crime. You can't have sex unless you're dating right? 'Calm down, girl. Geez. There's no rule like that, and I think you and Griffin had a lot of fun with each other. Your souls twined. I can now hear Dell.'

My eyes narrowed, "now that you've brought it up, yes. Yes you will, it's essential that people in love, a lady who just got proposed to by the love of her life will kiss him out of excitement and likewise. How else are we going to convince them that we're in love if we don't as much kiss." "But we aren't." "That, they don't know." She visibly shuddered. "Fine, just a few kisses, nothing more. And I know you are a sexually active man, but don't expect me to satisfy your needs." She looked down at my groin and kept her gaze there for a second before returning it to me, "if you need some activity, you'd go get it where you usually do, don't expect me to do it for you." Blood shot straight to m