Chapter 695: The Myterious Woman Loves it Rough

The mature woman was completely trapped beneath me, her arms pinned firmly to the mattress on either side of her head. She tried to push up with her strong body, twisting her thick hips and trying to reclaim the top position, but my grip held steady.

I wasn’t going to give her even the slightest chance to snatch back dominance so easily.

"Get off, boy. I was just getting started," she said, still staring straight into my eyes with that same unshaken confidence. Even while she was completely helpless under my weight, the dominating attitude never left her face. I could see it clearly written in her expression, this woman had never been properly tamed once in her entire life.

The thought alone made my cock throb even harder against the soft, warm skin of her belly, the thick shaft pressing into her flesh with every small movement.

I leaned down slowly and pressed my face against the side of her neck, breathing in the warm, slightly sweet scent of her skin before I started kissing it. Soft, open-mouthed kisses trailed along the elegant curve of her neck and down onto the smooth slope of her shoulder.

Her skin was incredibly soft and warm under my lips.

"Umm... you’re so juicy," I groaned quietly against her as I continued tasting her, letting my tongue brush over the places I kissed.

She tilted her head slightly to the side, still trying to provoke me even while pinned.

"Don’t you wanna shove that filthy cock of yours inside me?" she asked, her voice low, husky, and deliberately challenging.

Instead of answering with words, I opened my mouth and sank my teeth into the side of her neck, giving her a deep, possessive love bite that would leave a clear mark.

"Ahhhh—"

Her moan was completely out of this world. The sound was rich, involuntary, and full of real, unfiltered feeling. Just being able to pull a moan like that out of a woman this powerful and experienced felt like a genuine achievement.

I lifted my head just enough to look into her eyes again and calmly reversed the question on her.

"Can’t your slutty pussy wait for my cock?"

She held my gaze for a long, heavy second. Her breathing was deeper now. Then a slow, knowing smile curved her full lips. In that quiet moment she finally understood the truth, I wasn’t like the other young guys she was used to handling and discarding.

The way I held this mature woman completely trapped under me was making my lust grow even darker and more intense with every second. Having her thick, powerful body pinned beneath mine, unable to take back control, fed something deep and hungry inside me.

I leaned down and took one of her thick pink nipples into my mouth, sucking on it hungrily. The heavy weight of her enormous breasts felt incredibly soft and hot against my face and chest. Every time I drew the stiff bud deeper between my lips, the warm, full flesh of her breast pressed against my mouth and chin.

Occasionally I bit down hard on the sensitive nipple, sinking my teeth just enough to make her body twitch and jolt beneath me.

"Ahhh... you really love my boobs, huh?" she asked, her voice already thicker and more breathless with arousal from the rough way I was playing with her nipples.

I looked up into her eyes while still sucking on the swollen tip, not breaking the contact.

"I just wish they were full of milk," I murmured against her skin, continuing to nurse on her heavy cow tits like I wanted to drain every drop from them.

She tried to put on a softer, almost innocent tone, even though the dark, shameless lust in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"Don’t you feel any shame? You’re handling a mature woman like me so roughly... I’m just like your mother."

The way she said those words only made me throb harder against her belly. The deliberate taboo edge in her voice sent a fresh, sharp wave of heat straight through my cock.

"I don’t know if you have a son," I replied, biting down on her nipple again with more force, "but a mother like you needs to be handled roughly like this."

"Ahhh—!"

Her moan spilled out freely this time, richer and less controlled. She rolled her thick hips upward, trying to chase more contact with my cock that was still trapped between our heated bodies, dragging her soft, wet pussy lips along the underside of my shaft.

"Why don’t you become my son and live with me on the island?" she asked in pure, unfiltered lust, her voice low, inviting, and completely shameless.

I moved my hips slowly in response, dragging the hard, heavy length of my cock along the soft skin of her belly and the slick heat between her thighs, giving her just enough friction to keep her needy and restless.

"Yeah? What are you gonna do if I take you up on that offer?" I asked, watching her face closely.

She looked up at me with heavy, hungry eyes, her breathing uneven, her massive breasts rising and falling quickly against my chest.

"Release my hands... and I’ll show you," she said, her voice dripping with raw, open lust.

I leaned down and claimed her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.

"Umm..." we both moaned into each other, completely lost in the raw, taboo heat that had been building between us. Our tongues met and slid together wetly as the kiss grew messier and more desperate, her soft lips working against mine with open need.

Then I pulled back just enough to catch her plump lower lip between my teeth and bit down hard.

"Ahhh," the woman moaned shamelessly, not trying to pull away. The sound was thick with both sharp pain and unmistakable arousal.

I released her left wrist from my right hand and wrapped my fingers around her throat instead, holding her firmly.