Novel & Cerita Sexy Mature Stories

Introduction: In the hot, hazy summer of a small town, an eighteen-year-old nerd accidentally enters a forbidden world of desire that will change his life forever. He is stuck in a house full of tension and unspoken anger, and he can't stop thinking about the one woman he shouldn't want—his beautiful, curvy mother. When a heated argument starts a fire of raw, wild desire, their relationship turns into a secret dance of seduction and surrender. In the back of a minivan, where they can steal glances and whisper secrets, they cross a line that ties them together in a web of forbidden love. This is a story about love, guilt, and the thrilling thrill of giving in to what is wrong. Every touch is

she told me, "so I can get a better sense of what you think you like. I also want you to read erotica on a variety of subjects to see what excites you. I will send you a list of stories later." Since I'd already ordered the Lovense toys and was online shopping for other items, I clicked on the test link and quickly took the test. I wanted to send her the results quickly to show her I was still excited to serve her. You probably can guess most of the results. 99% - Submissive 99% - Non-monogamist 92% - Slave 90% - Exhibitionist 80% - Pet (this was a surprise) 80% - Degradee 70% - Masochist

He thrust up harder, the iron-hard length of his cock slammed into her again and again, hitting that perfect spot deep inside. Wet, filthy sounds filled the back of the limo; the squelch of her soaked pussy, the slap of her ass against his thighs, their ragged breathing. The driver never looked back, but he was listening to everything and the knowledge sent another rush of heat through Amara’s body. Her pussy gushed around Roman’s cock, making everything even wetter. Roman tightened his grip on her throat and pulled her down harder onto his cock. “That’s it. Let the driver hear how much you love getting fucked in the back of this car. Let him hear you moaning my name while your husband’s cli

“Sat there smiling at your sister with my cum dripping out of you. Such a perfect little whore. My perfect little secret.” I came so hard I screamed, the forbidden nature of it pushing me over harder than anything ever had. He followed, flooding me again, right there on the same couch cushion Claire had sat on minutes earlier. Afterward he held me while we both caught our breath. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done,” he said against my hair. “And we’re going to do it again. Every chance we get.” I should have been horrified. Instead I turned in his arms, kissed him deep, and whispered, “Next time leave more of your cum in me. I want to feel it while she hugs me.”

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

She rubbed my clit with two fingers while Julian fucked me in slow, deep strokes, his cock dragging along my walls with every pull. "Fuck," I gasped, my voice hoarse. "This is... this is so wrong." "Wrong feels good, doesn't it?" Lizzy said, leaning down to suck one of my nipples into her mouth. Her tongue flicked the sensitive peak, teeth grazing just enough to make me whimper. "Tell me you want this, Sienna. Tell me you want us both." Julian's hand slid between us, joining Lizzy's on my clit, their fingers working together in a filthy rhythm. "You can say no," he said, voice tight. "But fuck, your pussy's gripping me so tight right now. You like this."

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

Switching between both ass cheeks until they were both red, with my fingerprints and I was certain she wouldn't be able to sit. I grabbed her hair that was in a messy bun, pulling the hair clip out and letting the wavy blond hair flow freely. I grabbed the hair, fisting it in my hand and pulling her head to the back with it, not too much but enough to arch her spine. Changing my cock angle so I could drill into her deeper. "Such a slut for me." I growled, slamming my cock into her and earning a cry from her. "Getting fucked on a workout mat. You love it don't you?"