Milf Novels & Stories

Sophia replied. It is not difficult for Sophia to mingle with other servants, the proof is that she already has a close friend named Elina. The woman is still young, she is only 23 years old and only worked three months ago. It just so happened that they were in the same room, that's why they were already familiar. Sophia chatted a lot with Elina yesterday.

The wet slap of skin on skin echoed obscenely in the empty room, mingling with her choked moans and his low, filthy praise. “Take it—fuck, just like that. So fucking good for me.” He shifted his grip, one arm banding under her ass, the other sliding between them. His thumb found her clit—swollen, slippery—and circled hard. Mila shattered almost instantly, orgasm ripping through her in violent waves, pussy clamping down around him so tight he muttered her name against her neck. She came with a strangled scream, back bowing, heels digging into his back as she pulsed and gushed around his cock.

“That monster’s gonna rip me apart.” He scoffed, annoyed, but grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and tossed it at me. “Prep your slutty hole. Don’t keep me waiting.” I fumbled with the bottle, hands shaking as I poured lube onto my fingers. My eyes squeezed shut as I pushed two fingers into my ass, stretching myself, biting back a moan. Fuck, this was humiliating, and his piercing stare made it worse. “Too fucking slow,” Milo growled, yanking me into his lap. He pinned my wrists behind my back, his free hand shoving three fingers into my hole without warning. I gasped, toes curling, tears stinging as he pumped them deep, curling just right.

And so she submitted to their abuse like the submissive whore she had become. After what felt like hours, Melissa finally reached her peak, flooding Lilith's mouth with her juices. She came hard, shaking and screaming as she ground herself against Lilith's face. Sky followed soon after, pulling out at the last second to paint Lilith's ass with his cum. It dripped obscenely down the backs of her thighs as she knelt there panting. Roman pulled out of Lilith's mouth with a sigh of satisfaction. "You did good, slut," he said dismissively before tucking himself away and moving to sit in a nearby chair.

Down the hall, the sounds crested, then faded into that loose, tangled quiet that only came after the kind of contact you didn’t have words for yet. Eventually, their door shut more firmly. Footsteps padded back toward the main space. Mila appeared, adjusting the hem of an oversized T‑shirt that absolutely wasn’t hers, hair a wreck, cheeks flushed. She froze when she saw me awake. “We’re adults,” I said before she could start explaining. “In a war zone. You don’t owe me an apology for not sleeping alone.” Her shoulders dropped a fraction. “Still feels like having sex in the command tent,” she muttered. “Bad form.”

Welcome To Your New Cage (4) Damien's POV It was morning, I stood a few steps back in the shadows of the cabana, my arms crossed and my cock already half-hard at the sight before me. Millia Sinclair — now Millia Blackwood — was lounging on a wide sunbed in the tiniest black bikini I had ever seen. The scraps of fabric barely covered her full breasts and the sweet curve of her ass. Her long legs were stretched out, her skin glistening with oil, and every time she shifted, the thin material between her thighs pulled tight against the pussy I had ruined so thoroughly the night before and again when we were having breakfast.

“Excuse me?” “You heard me!” Lila barks. “You’re a slut and you’ll sleep with anyone to get what you want. Isn’t that right?” Marie and a few other seated nearby break out into laughter so loud that it echoes down the halls and my blood boils. My fists clench tightly at my sides and I can feel the veins in my forehead beginning to pulse in anger. “You have no clue what you’re talking about, Lila. It’s called hard work, maybe you should try it,” I bark back.

“Yes! I slept at Mr. De Luca's house.” Joan stared at me as though she couldn't believe what she had just heard. “Carla…” “And guess what?” My voice became louder. “I gave him my virginity!” The words echoed through the living room. Joan's mouth fell open. For several seconds, she couldn't say anything. I continued before she could interrupt me. “And you want to know why? Because I love him so much!” SLAP! My face turned to the side. For a moment, I couldn't move.

“ Shut up Valeria ! “ said Antonio with a red faced . “ I can’t shut up . Nor you , nor anyone else can make me shut up . “ said Valeria with an excited expression . “ I hope that you do realise the person you slept with is the one that with his cold handsome stare makers others faint or get a nosebleed . It’s a pity to the universe that we girls don’t stand a chance to a touch him . We can only “ said Valeria . “ You are exaggerating . “ said Antonio . “ Am I ? Doesn’t he deserve all that reputation ? I have also heard that he is a beast in bed . Is it true ? After all , you experienced it yourself . “ said Valeria with a naughty expression . Antonio smiled a bit embarrassed as he remembere

We are going to catch a cold but who cares. That night when we got home, we made love again. I look her on every surface, reliving every moment she called out my name when she came, her moans music to my ear. We went to bed, wrapped in each others arms. **** Third Person POV Makaila woke up the Ray of sunlight from the window. She felt her body ache and between her legs were sore. She smiled as she recalled the events of the previous night. She and Christian really have no off switch.