Maggie Loud House Novels & Stories

Maggie stops swinging mom and starts bouncing up and down on the bed. "Ohmygod! What are you doing?" Mom asks, tremors rippling through her body, as she claws at the bed, struggling to disengage herself from the dildos and the harness. "I'm cumming!" Maggie cries. "Hold on, a minute! I'm cumming!" Maggie is rubbing up and down against my mother's ass, obviously trying to get the dildo to make the right contact with her clit. She's moved her hands from my mom's hips and now has her arms wrapped around my mom's waist, under the harness, humping against her ass, like a dog in heat!

Ru fumbled with the hook on the wall she was trying to place her mother’s belongings on, not wanting to take her eyes off of what was happening in front of her. Maggie stepped into the room, covering her mouth with both hands. The sound she made was something between a laugh and a giggle, and before Ru knew what was happening, she launched herself across the small space between them and landed in Larkin’s arms. He scooped her up, pulling her close, and Maggie buried her head in his shoulder. Ru pushed the door closed and stood back, admiring her work.

"I need you safe and well and protected. I need you to be okay, because that is the only thing keeping me from going insane." "Is this your house, Daddy?" Madie asked as her eyes looked around the spacious living room. It was smaller compared to the mansion that was their home. Maybe because this was only for a small family, and that big mansion was for their big family. Big family including her Daddy's suited friends and the maids that were her friends. She wondered why they went here instead of their big house.

ONE MONTH LATER "Alright everyone! It is time. Let's do this!" Maggie shouts, smiling and clutching a big notepad in her arms. She is my second favourite cousin after Jennie. She also happens to be the planner of my wedding with Lisa, and ever since she resorted to the job of carrying around that notepad, I have been having a little bit of difficulty telling apart my 'real cousin Maggie' from the 'work alcoholic Maggie.'

The mansion was oddly quiet as I walked around, searching for Maggie, but she wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Frowning, I walked into the kitchen only to see a note from her left on the counter. Maeve, I went to the store. I will be back shortly. -Maggie I felt better knowing she was only at the store and would be back soon. While I waited, I decided to take a shower and put some comfortable clothes on. I still felt a little weird being in this bathroom after what had happened the other night. Even though it was classified as I shadow, I couldn’t help but still feel watched, even as I looked out the window and stared into the nothingness in front of me, those eyes were still so real to me at the

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

As it is, no one could see him except, of course, me. All they could see is an hovering dragon. "Don't move, Megan." He ordered and I stopped. I was just few feet away from Mrs Spears and the mansion's entrance. "You don't need to try anything funny." I watched him control bricks with his other hand. Those bricks hit the workers that were running around the house. Dead bodies kept increase. The sight I hate most - "But too late, Sage." I half yelled as I ran towards Mrs Spears, pulled her down with me to dodge the charging bricks and we disappeared into the mansion. I released her from my grip and I noticed she had lost consciousness.

We went to the next house and found the same problem. We went through a couple more houses and it was getting close to lunchtime so we opted to look at one more house. Upon arrival, I could already sense a change of mood in Alex. The house was a nice bungalow as well and it was spacious. It was quite bigger than the last bungalows we looked at. The front yard was spacious, we had our own driveway, and the backyard was a good size for the dogs. We toured the inside and everything was in pristine condition. I noticed that Alex was more attentive to this house than the others so I decided to approach him.

She stares at his door, thinking as she realized something, I don’t remember what he said his name was. Maggie took a quick shower after breakfast and dressed in her uniform, tight jeans, and her red uniform shirt. Her light yellow hair was tied up in a tight bun, and then she put on her cap. She put on a sweater and, looking at her neighbor’s door, standing in front of her, thought about knocking on her door. But something stopped her from doing so Maggie just walked down the hall. When she got to the elevator, she calmly stood inside, thinking about her neighbor and the rumors she had heard about him.

“Oomph!” Jet smiled and grabbed her arms to steady her. “Honestly, you’re cleaning my room?” Maggie fought hard to look and act casual, despite the hot hands on her skin. “Yeah! What did you think a housekeeper would be doing?” She tried to sound confident. Yeah, just like the little chick boldly sashaying across the yard while about to be Hawk Lunch! She needed to rely on her smart-ass mouth to stay alive here. Maggie gazed everywhere but at him. “But, there isn’t much to clean here. Who knew that under that Stetson you have a clean shaven head and are actually the REAL Mister Clean?”