Belly Fetish Novels & Stories

Jansen said urgently. " I know, I'm fine " Hayden replied calmly walking away from Isabella who seem very confused by jansen's words. " How do you mean he needed a woman? " She asked in surprise. Jansen regards her with his own shocked expression. " Every Beasts that turns and shifted back will be woman hungry, they will have to satisfy their needs urgently or go under stress " Farrell replied this time. Isabella gasped at their revelation. She turned slowly to hayden who is busy lacing up his boots. Fully dressed, preparing to go out. Isabella watched him, fascinated at his pure sensual movement.

Because of my soft, curvy body. “Your greedy cunt is healing me faster every day,” he snarled, pounding into me with brutal strokes that made my plump belly jiggle. “These fat tits, this wide breeding ass, this soft belly… they’re mine. And today I’m going to parade you in front of the entire court so they can see exactly who broke you.”

Then he straightened and stepped back before she could register the warmth of his hand. "Try it now." She moved into the pose again. The difference was immediate. The stretch opened up through her whole left side, deeper and cleaner. "Better?" he asked. "Yeah." She held the pose, steadying her breath. "How do you even know yoga?" "I'm a physical therapist, Bella. Movement is movement." He paused. "Mind if I grab a mat?" There were two in the storage box by the door, she knew, because she'd put them there herself. She also knew that saying yes was another one of those small decisions that wouldn't feel significant until it was.

“What about the sacrifice?” “Jessabella has run her course. Look at her, taking four males at once; she has gotten too brazen with her body.” He indicated his current favorite, the Greek female with her dark hair and skin currently taking a dick to the mouth as well as her ass, using her hands to pump two other members. I watched for a minute, my dick twitching in my pants and eager to join in. “Such a filthy little whore.” I nodded in agreement, liking the idea of stabbing her in the heart.

He looked relieved they weren't trying to try anything drastic. Same bro, same. That's what we thought until they started moving to the beat. It's like we were being transported to a sex club. Hips swayed, arms trailing over each other's exposed skins as they looked at us. They looked so alike, features prominently the same, it turned me the fuck on. "Like what you see?" Bella asked, bending a bit at the waist, clapping her bare ass cheeks really close to my face. Jesus! I could see her pussy.

One thick finger teased her still-sensitive hole where the plug had been. “You’re going to take me here soon too,” he murmured. “But tonight…” His hand moved to her lower belly, pressing firmly. “Tonight I want to breed this sweet womb. Fill you until you’re dripping with Daddy’s cum. Imagine it, Bella—your belly growing round with my child. Your tits full and heavy. Tied to me forever.” The filthy breeding fantasy, combined with his deep thrusts and the overwhelming heat, pushed her closer to the edge. Bella moaned loudly, grinding harder. “Yes, Daddy… please breed me. I want it. I want everything with you.”

It was as if my dick was caught in a spider-web or some other kind of elastic sheet. "It'll fit!" Belle whimpered. "Everyone has always said it'll fit. I'm a girl! A woman! My body was made for this!" "It's not fitting though. And I don't think you're really wet enough. Lemme go down on you. Give you a nice orgasm and get the fluids going. Stretch you with my fingers a bit, huh?"

The message read: "Hey J, it's Kayla. I miss you, but I need more. I've found something that really turns me on. I want you to be a part of it." Curious and concerned, I called her immediately. She answered, her voice breathy and excited. "J, I'm so glad you called. I've been exploring my sexuality, and I've discovered this amazing fetish. It's called impregnation, and it's everything I've ever wanted." I was shocked. "What do you mean? You want to get pregnant?" "Oh, J, you have no idea. I want to be filled with cum, over and over again. I want to be used and dominated by big, strong men. And I want you to watch it all happen."

“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.

"Fuck me, Toby. Make me yours. I want your cock inside me. I want it so bad..." She was a lesbian with a fetish. Not, as you may have guessed, a fetish for cock, or for men, or even for not being a lesbian. Nope - Beth knew exactly who she was. She knew what she wanted, and she knew that it wasn't men. Beth liked pussy, exclusively, and (just for fun) I had decided not to mess with that. Instead, I gave her my fetish. Beth, just like me (and just like everyone else I turned, to be fair), had a pregnancy fetish.