Mature Perv Novels & Stories

He blinked acting innocent and said ,"i am not that much addicted ,i respect your privacy" Well...The most perverted and shameless person is talking about privacy now? Just great...

I shudder as I sit on the edge of his bed, while he dives on it and shuts his eyes again. "I think I have to wash my eyes with holy water," I shake my head, trying so hard to wipe my memory of the last five minutes by massaging my temple. "What? You've never seen p**n before?" "Hey, I'm just shocked! You would have had an even worst reaction if you saw what I did. Do not judge me!" He turns around so that he is facing the high ceiling. His chest is gently heaving, and it's so distracting... "Hey!" He snaps his finger at me. "You horny bastard! You didn't come here because you were shocked that Larissa is a lesbian! You came in here to stare at me, you perv!"

I figured that if anyone was going to be looking at me down there, I wanted to make myself look really special. I never cared about the age of any man I prick-teased. All men, of all ages, were pervs, in my opinion, and I liked to make them look weak. I made my boss cave in. I thought that sometimes the older they were, the worse they were and, I reckoned, it must be their way of trying to reclaim a part of their life they lost many years ago.

all very pornographic. "Wow!" Dawn said as she scanned over the dozen older-woman-younger-guy photos that filled the screen. There were images of mature women getting fucked by their "sons" in bed; on a couch; on the floor; on a kitchen counter; and in a shower. The"mothers" took the stiff young cocks lying down with their legs straight up; on their knees from behind; pressed against a wall; and bent over a living room chair.

Aurora Damn…I’ve been caught. I cursed inwardly. My fingers still inside of my pussy slowly found their way out. The empty feeling made me whimper. I’ve never been this aroused in my entire life, but the thought filled me with guilt. What would he think of me now? A slut? I shook my head, reminding myself there’s no need to feel ashamed or guilty. If there’s anyone who should feel ashamed, then it’s him. He was the one who watched a p**n video and masturbated in someone else’s house. He even left the door wide open, like he wanted me to see.

I could already imagine the horror on my mother's face if I got arrested as a sex offender. Of all the things to go down as, a sex offender? A shame! "I… there's no… there's no gel," I was leaking precum but that wasn’t enough. "What are you? A novice?" he scoffed. "Spit on the damn thing!" "What?" I frowned. "Never. That's dirty-" "Fine, I'll spit on it-" "No! I'll do it." "Pervert. You like the idea." It wasn't me, I swear. It was his goddamn evil powers.

We’d show up in heels and unapologetic hunger, pick the prettiest man—or two—who looked like he knew the difference between domination and performance, get absolutely ruined, and still be in the office the next day high on the aftermath. I walk back to the couch, set the drink down, and pull my laptop into my lap. The machine humming to life. My fingers hesitate for one second, just one heartbeat, then type the URL. An old forum. One I haven’t dared to touch in years. One that only members of the club were granted access to. It loads slow, like it knows it’s been waiting. My heart stutters. The login screen appears. I type it in. Kneltforthis.

(Chapter contains mature content. No one under 18 is allowed.) Mila’s POV The dirty words acted like gasoline. I was burning up. My p**sy clenched around him, milking him, trying to drag him deeper. “I am gonna c*m!” I sobbed. “Please, I am close!” He didn't slow down. He sped up. He let go of my throat and reached down between our sweating bodies, his thumb finding my swollen clit. He mashed it ruthlessly while he pounded into me.

Her tears dripped onto his thighs, but he only pushed harder, his breath coming in hot, heavy grunts. "Yeah, cry for me," the younger man moaned, his face twisted in a dark, perverted grin. "Let's see those professional lips work. You were so loud on that video, Amber. Let's hear you make those same sounds for us while you choke on my dick. Gulp it down! Mmm-nnn-gh... that's it... choke on your perversion."

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe