Mature Story Novels & Stories

Just thinking about it now was enough to make me shift in my seat. And the way his muscles contract in his suit, one word. Immaculate. I didn't care about the fact that he was married, no, I have never cared about that. All I want is to have him pound into my pussy. I have been flirting with him for weeks now, but he is trying to play holy with me. But where is the fun in getting a married man's cock easily? I like that he was playing hard to get while I watched and savored his restraint, ripping away from him, every day by day.

THE NEXT STORY Kira It’s New Year’s Eve, and in just a couple hours, this miserable, sexless year will finally die. Twelve months. No sex. No close calls. Not even a halfway decent kiss. Just me, my vibrator, and the hollow kind of ache that doesn’t go away no matter how many times you take the edge off alone. It’s not like I’ve been holding out for candlelight and grand gestures. I just want someone to take control, to ruin me in a way that doesn’t ask permission or apologize afterward.

I don't get shocked because it's the truth, I don't masturbate anymore because I've got two boyfriends I can ask at any time. "Remember you can safeword sweetheart, these next questions are tougher. Have you ever done any drugs?" The intensity of the wand goes up which distracts me from the question, I guess that's the point. I squeak when I don't answer for a couple of seconds. I mean yes I've done drugs, but that's in the past. "I need an answer," Marcus probes. "Yes." "What drugs have you done?" "Weed, coke, and pills." "Have you ever cheated on someone?"

She had to grip the couch harder to stay upright. "Oh fuck. You guys are killing me," Vivian moaned against Brie's lips. Her voice came out shaky and broken. "Yes, let Mommy play with you while your stepbrother fucks you. Such a naughty little girl taking his cock like a slut." The dirty talk turned Vivian on. Fresh wetness flooded around Bruno's shaft. Her pussy clenched tight. Bruno groaned loud at the sudden squeeze. He slammed into her even harder. His heavy balls slapped against her with each thrust.

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.

I wanted to keep the secret of the mate bond a little longer, so it wouldn’t be tainted by others' thoughts and feelings, so I provided a half-truth instead. “I don’t know if you know this but my dad lost his fucking mind and decided to hold a game which he calls ‘The Mating Game’ where Miles and Orion have been competing for my hand in marriage. They had to come back for this meeting with you so they brought me along to meet the pack since I’m going to be a wife to one of them.” “More like both,” Lex purred with a sultry snicker. “Don’t get me started with you. We will discuss what just happened later,” I shot back my reprimand.

“Any rules?” He shrugged before replying. “I believe we are all mature. No expensive play that’ll possibly cause drowning and violence is prohibited.” Bobbing my head to show I understood, I returned my gaze to Maxwell, cracked my head and fingers before exclaiming. “Let’s begin!” “I’m going to show y’all who is boss,” Maxwell screamed and hauled himself onto the Unicorn’s back, causing it to dip violently. He windmilled his hands and stayed on. “And that's how it's done.”

I couldn't speak, so I could only endure it in silence. But Carla never let anyone off easily. "Steal your account?" she laughed. "Dude, did you just crawl out of a time capsule? This game's security is rock-solid. Literally zero stolen accounts since day one. Try using your brain next time you make up a lie." "You—who knows how he did it? Maybe he just found a way. Anyway, he stole it!" Bruce's skin was impressively thick. Even now, he refused to back down. As she was about to continue, I gently grabbed Carla's hand and shook my head.

God. That entire situation had been a mistake. One drunken night at a beach house while my mother was away on a business trip. There was too much alcohol. Victor had flirted with anything that breathed, and at twenty-two, I’d been reckless enough to flirt back. It happened once. One stupid, blurry sex I spent months trying to erase from my brain afterward. The worst part? It wasn’t even good. Mediocre sex ruining my mental health for absolutely no reason. “You’re unusually calm about this,” my aunt continued suspiciously.

Each stroke was hard and urgent. The old floorboards creaked loudly under them. Mira’s breasts bounced between their bodies with every slam of his hips. Her soft pale flesh jiggled against his hard, muscular chest. The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy filled the attic. Malik’s heavy balls slapped against her ass on every thrust. Sweat dripped from his body onto her breasts and stomach. Mira clawed at his broad back. Her nails dug into his dark skin, leaving red lines. She moaned into his shoulder, trying to stay quiet.