Mature Attraction Novels & Stories

He only wants to play to satisfied himself. Uminit ang pisnge ko ng maisip ang gusto niya sa isang babae. Based on what I remembered, he likes matured woman who also has a matured body. Napatingin ako sa katawan ko. My body is not yet matured. May shape din naman pero kung ihahambing ko ang katawan ko sa isang prutas ay masasabi kong hilaw pa, hindi pa hinog. Umiling ako sa naisip. Yuck. Althea. Bakit mo naman naiisip yan? So what? Diba? Ano ka ba! Get yourself together!

Katie whispered. The princess stared as her maid gently rolled and tugged on her nipples, watching them stiffen, the tips unfurling until they were tender to the touch. “I think you know that our breasts give our babies sustenance. But they are also one of our sources of physical pleasure. It can stoke a fire and make your peach ripen,” the maid explained, her voice filled with rawness. “Let me show you how a man can provoke your desire…” “Ummmm,” Marianna May’s back arched as Katie’s lips latched onto one

The face she made while looking at him was worth-a-laugh. He liked it how much his touch made her nervous. This told him, how unexperienced was she in this field. Pure. Untouched. A perfect match for him. He had observed girls throwing themselves on him but he never paid a heed. He had never allowed any woman to be in a relationship with him, any kind of relationship. He wasn't a person who was into one night stand or fucked women just for pleasure. No women had been in his bed ever. Over the years, he had invested his life in his work. Success gave him the pleasure he wanted, not one night stands.

She walked straight to the bar and slid onto a stool. Mateo was working tonight. The young bartender with the sharp jaw and dark eyes that always followed her when she passed. He was twenty-four, built lean and strong from lifting kegs and all the hard work he'd been doing. He had been jerking off thinking about Nadia since the first time he saw her six months ago. He admired her commanding walk, the way she looked at men like she could break them with a single word. Tonight his fantasies were going to get a lot more real.

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, intense BDSM themes with a focus on power imbalance, graphic depictions of physical and psychological domination, extreme kink practices including bondage, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, fisting, watersports, double penetration, nipple clamping, ball busting, and deep throat training, strong verbal degradation and humiliation, potential triggers related to authority figures and forced submission in a fantasy context, public exposure risks, sensory overload from sweat and bodily fluids, emotional distress from forbidden dynamics, and the presence of prolonged overstimulation and post-orgasm continuation, all of which ma

“To remember what it’s like when someone sees all of you and still wants more.” His voice was like smoke. thick, curling through my thoughts, making it impossible to think straight. My fingers hovered over the pillow, the edge of the bed, the phone. “You want me to…” My voice trailed off, heavy with implication. He nodded, slow and reverent. “Yeah. I want you to touch yourself for me. Let me watch you come undone. I have missed seeing you cum so hard for me.” I squeezed my eyes shut. This was madness. Reckless. The kind of moment that could ruin everything if even a breath of it leaked into the real world.

He stayed right there, gripping the scaffolding bar tightly, eyes locked on her curvy body. Mira’s hips rocked up to meet her fingers. She pushed a third finger inside herself and moaned louder. Her pussy stretched around her fingers. More wetness leaked out. The attic smelled strongly of her arousal and it drifted through the open window to where Malik stood. “Malik… yes… deeper…” she gasped. Her head tilted back, eyes still closed. Her toes curled in the air. Malik’s breathing grew heavy. His thick cock pressed painfully against his zipper. He could see how wet she was. How her pussy lips gripped her fingers. How her clit swelled under her rubbing.

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

Her life was solely focused on Jonathan and work. But with Thiery marking her, even when he was just sitting there frowning, he radiated a sexiness that made Noreen realize she wanted to sit on his lap. Noreen felt like a slut. She read books and articles about werewolves, after all. The mate bond he'd mentioned was exactly what she'd experienced. Sexual attraction felt primal and without barriers, as long as the mates accepted and desired each other. Noreen sighed and grabbed her bag from the chair. She left a note for Richard on her laptop in case he returned to the office later that night, as Richard's bag was still on his chair.

Suite 508," he answers. I'm standing here trying to figure out what to do with Bobby, when Susan comes to my rescue. "Do you find your mother sexually attractive?" Susan asks Bobby. "No." "Well, you do now." She smiles at me, before continuing. "From now on you will find your mother so sexually attractive that you will be in a constant state of arousal whenever you think of her. You will find your mother so alluring that you will be impotent with anyone else. You will only achieve orgasm when engaged in sexual activity with your mother." "Anything else?" Susan asks me. "You won't remember we were here," I say, grabbing Susan's arm and running towards the car.