Mature Hotties Novels & Stories

Then, he silenced my lips. The kiss was not gentle. It was demanding, filled with a hunger he had been suppressing. Alistair tasted my lips as if he wanted to inhale my very soul into his body. I moaned, my hands sliding into his dark hair, pulling him closer. The mature passion of this man was far more dangerous and intoxicating than anything I had ever felt. Our breathing turned heavy, racing between the increasingly wild connection of our lips. Alistair’s hand, which had been on my back, moved to the front. I was startled to feel his hot hand slip inside the low collar of my silver gown.

Killian looks at her with a smirk on his face, “isn't this a bit too mature?“ he asks. “We're all adults here, plus mom's not home” Emma says, and increases the volume of the tv. Her words are far from innocent and accidental, she knows exactly what she's doing and what she's saying. I pull my legs up to the chair and wrap my arms around my legs, will I be able to last through this? I'm already horny from being in the stall with him earlier…watching a movie like this would make it worse. The first scene starts and it's sex.

Until I got one hot email. The message was from a guy named Thick. As he described himself, he was: 36 and 6'1 225, with an 8" THICK black cock. And it was beautiful, just the biggest thick piece of meat I'd ever seen. I knew from the moment I saw that monster I had to have it in my mouth. His message described how he liked my tight ass, and desire for young white boys to hook up with. There was a certain turn-on with the way spoke, or wrote with a commanding tone. He was dominant and I wanted to submit.

‘It seems to really respond to a mother’s touch. Sweet Jesus! The over-endowed MILF was talking dirty and everything! This cock-crazy mama was sure as hell nothing like the typical mothers of the girls I dated; they were usually thick-waisted broads with prison-issue haircuts, Anita Backer, and as much sex appeal as Mrs Claus.

That makes me frown, but before I can mull over it, Raven snaps his fingers, and a new set of older women, probably in their forties or fifties, walk naked into the den. They're in a queue, their eyes lowered while the rest of our men jam their hands together in glee. Raven speaks up when they've all stood before him. “Ever tasted an older, fat pussy?” He asks me, making me analyze the milfs. I've never buried myself in someone older before, but the thought makes me high now. I inch closer, taking in the spectacle that are the Milfs—- large breasts, big curvy asses, kissable lips, and somewhat fat belly.

When I'm down to my underwear he takes the rest off and starts the hot tub. The water is warm and no one else is around. Just us. Two forbidden adults spending the night in a hotel. Two adults wanting to spend time together before fall break ends. It's the last night of fall break and for a few more moments we let the fantasy continue. The dream we are living today is a fleeting heart ache tomorrow. His career and my student enrollment can go fuck themselves tonight, tonight I am making love to Blake Oakley in a hot tub. The bubbles are foaming and the champagne is sweet to the taste. Blake and I are naked. The hot tub is in the shape of a heart. I climb on top of Blake and start riding his

A hint of a smile played on the corner of his lips. The next two days were peaceful and without any encounter with Edge. it came as a surprise because all of a sudden I had grown accustomed to seeing Edge everywhere. The heat season was on high. Those with mates were barely coming to classes. Those who were mateless were fucking like damn bunnies everywhere with anyone. I, on the other hand, was surviving with my head down and my fingers in myself. The heat was overwhelming, but I had no desire to give myself to just anyone in the moment when I was most vulnerable. Heat season was the time when everyone lost their minds to their desire and basically used it as an excuse to fulfill all of the

I said to him in disbelief but his grin widened, he wasn't even offended by my remarks. "Oh please, if only you knew how good matured girls when it comes to sex. I love it when my fiancee takes control of my body, they can last up to four to five rounds compared to young girls who don't even know how to suck." Mason said laughing and I couldn't help but also laugh at what he said, I knew what he was saying was true. It seems that apart from Mason, I can no longer remember the persons that I had sex with the same age, almost all of them are in their late twenties or thirties. "Have you tried older men?" Mason asked with a curious tone of his voice. I looked at Mason and smirked at him.

I groan as we walk together to find Malison. “You mean your hot cousin?". Yeah, Gabby had a thing for my cousin. Infact, she wasn't the only one who had a thing for him. I mean, he is so hot, and undeniably, I might have a thing for him too. “He is not so hot". I sigh. Pftttttttttt, what a big lie! He is literally the hottest guy I've ever set eyes on. “Whatever miss four eyes". She retorted.

He sniffed at Dominic a bit longer and even nipped at where the mark would go but back up with a confused look on his face. When he finally locked his eyes on Jeremiah his eyes flashed a glow and he growled under his breath. He approached slower and was not aggressive at all as he approached him slowly. Jeremiah looked almost scared as Matthew reached out and caressed his cheek. He looked at us as if asking permission before looking back at Jeremiah and stating "Mate!" And kissing Jeremiah brazenly. We all held our breath as Jeremiah was not one to be manhandled at all but to our surprise he reached up and tentatively put his hands on Matthew's neck to pull him closer and deepened the kiss.