Milf X Shota Novels & Stories

I’d been stuck in this bloody Bolt car since early morning, and my pussy was already throbbing with frustration. At 41 years old, I’m a proper thick British MILF — curvy hips, a fat juicy arse, and a massive pair of 36DD tits that were barely contained by my tight white tank top. Every time I hit the brakes, my hard nipples rubbed against the fabric, making me even wetter. The app pinged. New passenger waiting outside Covent Garden Market. When she climbed into the back seat, my mouth went dry.

♠︎♠︎♠︎ Mr Williams POV: I lose myself in her tight warm pussy. Slick with her creamy juices. She feels incredible, tightly wrapped around me like this. Her silky soft skin gives way under my touch and I can't get enough of her. She is so fucking beautiful, arched back against me like this, golden hair splayed over her face and bare full breasts. God! I fucking love her. I can't believe I hadn't realized this a long time ago. Thank God my son opened my eyes. I don't care what anyone says, I have got mila forever.

Lydia breathed, but the protest melted into a needy moan as Mila’s fingers rubbed slow, firm circles over her swollen clit. “Stop?” Mila chuckled darkly, pushing two fingers deep into Lydia’s cum-slick heat in one smooth thrust. “Or should I stuff this dripping cunt full and fuck you properly?” Lydia’s knees buckled. “Ahh—! Mila— fuck…” “You’re not fooling anyone, baby,” Mila murmured, lips brushing Lydia’s ear. “Stop pretending. You don’t want gentle, vanilla sex with your boyfriend. You want someone who fucks you so well you forget your own name. Someone who makes this pretty pussy gush and clench like a desperate little slut.”

I’m ready to end this when I see a shadow fall over me. “He’s mine,” Milena says from behind me. I turn, holding Raze beneath my claws. As he struggles to breathe, realisation slowly settles in that he is, in fact, not stronger than me. She doesn’t hesitate as she slams her foot against his skull. “This is for everyone you have ever hurt,” she whispers before she opens his mouth and shoves one of the small explosives in his mouth. I watch as she grabs his hair and begins taping his mouth shut as he struggles to spit it out.

I locked the door, took her ass in my hands and lead her to the shower. Mila’s P.O.V. Damon was like an animal, and I knew that Axel was right there with him, aching to take control of Damon, and me. He dragged me in the shower, fully clothed and turned it on. His hands exploring every inch of my body while his tongue invaded my mouth once again, he pulled away from me and stared deep into my eyes, his blue sparkles were gone, and replaced with the dark sapphire’s I knew belonged to Axel, “take them off Mila” he said, his voice was raspy, almost pained, his hunger for me never fully satisfied, I slowly started taking off my clothes, first my top and bra, then I turned around to face away fro

"Don’t stop… I’m cumming! WAAAAH… pound my sloppy hole till I explode! Fill me… shoot that baby batter deep! Caleb, please, breed your slutty sister's cunt!!" I reach around and pinch her clit hard. She shatters instantly, her pussy spasming violently around my cock, squirting all over my thighs as she screams. "Milk it, Lenny!" I roar, driving even deeper. Three more punishing thrusts and I bury myself to the hilt, erupting thick, hot ropes of cum blasting straight into her womb. "Take it ALL, like you fucking need it to breath!" She collapses in a sobbing, twitching mess, my seed already leaking out of her in creamy rivers. But she’s not done. She spins around and drops to her knees in the

Mila gave a little chuckle, and said, "If I didn't know better, I'd have to believe that you've thought about this before." "Oh, God, yes!" Marge replied. "Did you ever tell your husband?" Mila asked. "Did you ever tell George that you wanted to make love with another woman? That you wanted to eat a nice wet pussy?" "Oh, yes!" she answered. "That's why we're here!" "Oh, I love it when couples can share their fantasies!' Mila said. She kissed her, again, and added, "And I'm so excited to be part of yours!"

Mila groaned in pain as she fought back tears from her eyes, not expecting this from Arnold, who had always been her closest friend, and until some minutes ago, her mate. She shifted uncomfortably, a knot formed in her stomach, and mouthed the words of accepting his rejection with pains in her heart. "I, Mila Shaw, accept your rejection of the mate bond,” She replied and felt deep pains all over her body as the mate bond was severed. She ran out of the room weeping as a result of being betrayed by the one she loved and trusted.

“Shit, yes!“ Shimma moaned out loud. “Fuck!“ Mr Mattias cussed, thrusting his hips with so much passion. Shimma wrapped her legs around Mr Mattias, meeting his thrusts with her own. “Argh,”She moaned and cried out as he hit her sweet spot, her orgasm building inside of her. “Mhmmn,” Mr Mattias groaned, massaging her nipples. Mr Mattias could feel Shimma's walls tightening around him, her orgasm close. He reached down and began to rub her clit, sending her over the edge. “Oh! Daddy!“ She screamed out in pleasure, gripping the sheets as she came, her orgasm rocking through her body.

To me, they looked to be around their early 40s. "I'm Carter, and my fiancéé Camilla" I gave him a handshake. "You both are beautiful together." June complimented with a smile. "Thank you, June." Mila replied shyly. "Are you naturally a shy type, or your fiance makes you shy?" Cameroun asked in amusement. "She's......" In as much as I didn't know so much about Mila, I knew for one that she was a calm person, but shy? I honestly wasn't sure. Sometimes she was, and sometimes she gave her opinion on a matter unapologetically.