Mouse Oc Novels & Stories

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

In this desolate area, the sacred forest, poisonous water, people do not have to worry about setting a password for fatigue. Dean turned on the wifi, the “ting ting” of the message endlessly, thrown into a quiet space. Dean reached out and turned off the volume. A few minutes passed, the phone screen was still bright, even though he put it on mode for ten seconds, it would turn itself off. Dean thought he should sit at the desk to handle the work but the mosquitoes in the mountains cannot be despised, each one is as big as a grasshopper. Competing with guerrillas, stinging quickly to make him itchy the whole body, unable to concentrate on work.

Said Annabel to Mara and Mara smiled upon hearing that but she never stopped talking. "The Yam-Yum. This is just like the om…" Annabel didn't know what was om, so she needed to ask. "Om? What's om?" She asked curiously. "Hmmm… om is another sex position." Mara replied to her as Annabel's eyes and mouth opened widely. It was obvious that Annabel was surprised.

Ryu opened the door to the studio for Yuka to come in first. "Thanks." Said Yuka shyly as she goes in. " Yuka!" Nato greeted as he walked toward Yuka and hugged her. "Guys, this is my cousin Yuka. Yuka these are my bandmates and friends Tomo and Ishi." Nato said. "Hi, Yuka!" Said Tomo. "Nice to meet you," Ishi said smiling from across the room where they were seating.

I felt his lips kissing my right buttock and his fingers moving the fabric aside. Moments later, I felt cold metal between my labia, being pushed inside. “Mark, what is that?” I asked trembling when his fingers began to caress my clitoris while I felt the weight of the metal inside me. “It's a wireless vibrator, Olivia. Come on, give me one of your hands.” I did what he asked to feel the cord protruding from between my folds “You don´t have to worry that it stays there, at the end of the night I’ll be taking its place.”

Malachi said and Kiran laughed as he looked at me. “Dad wasn’t a goody two-shoes and he became Alpha at twenty,” I said. Malachi put his napkin down and picked his glass up. “Yes, he did. He was ready. You aren’t even close to being ready to fill an Omega position,” Malachi said evenly and my mother laughed. An Omega was the lowest position in the pack, reserved for people that didn’t really serve any purpose.

It had been a long time and the sensation was overwhelming, especially with JR watching his every reaction like a predator. “Fuck… you’re tight,” JR groaned, voice strained. “Been a while?” “None of your business,” Soren gritted out, pushing back despite himself. JR added a second finger, scissoring gently but relentlessly, curling until he found the spot that made Soren’s hips jerk and a choked sound escape his throat. “There it is,” JR said triumphantly. “That’s the spot, isn’t it, Captain? Keep making those pretty sounds for me.”

I didn’t want trouble over a simple errand. When I opened the front door of the modern mansion, the living room was completely quiet. No barking, no litter box, no food bowls, no leashes—nothing you’d expect for a pet. A neatly dressed woman stood near the sofa, looking tense, as if she’d been waiting for me. I paused politely. “Hi, I’m with the errand service here to feed Mimi. Where’s the pet?” The woman didn’t answer right away. She looked me up and down, as if sizing me up. She wore a Bluetooth earpiece, and someone was clearly talking to her on the other end.

“No!” ********

a simple answer, but Mike seems fulfilled. He nodded and wait until he goes. He opened his phone and launched the CAM application he is using from its launch. “Sam Ramos … this man is the top streamer?” he keeps on visiting his profile, but he knocks it off when a young lady calls his name from a decent distance. “Babe!” Mike immediately goes to her and maintains social distancing until they reach a motel nearby. Mike is a naughty twenty-three years old Civil Engineering senior. He always wanted new-- if he tastes it, he can throw it like a lollipop from his mouth.