Crossdressing Fantasy Stories Novels & Stories

“I said, come.” My breath had already turned shallow. “What? Why?” “You know why.”He drawled quietly, eyes piercing into mine. “I can give you what you want.” “What I want?” “Yes. I can make you cum in the best ways... beyond ways Felix can even dream of. Beyond your wildest, filthiest fantasies. I can make it all come true.” My heart hammered so hard, both my hands shaking by my side. “Y-you're crazy. And disgusting. I'm your brother's wife. How can you even say that to me?”

His fingers showed absolutely no mercy, and probably left behind marks when he pulled away for a moment, only for the fingers to be replaced by his tongue swiping over my nipple. Two more men, a guard and a priest, stepped forward, licking their lips eagerly. I reached for their cocks without being told, and began jerking them off. My lips were still wrapped around a cock, careful not to bite down each time my ass received a slap. "I think the right is a bit more red than the left. What should we do, Prince?" He asked, thrusting deep and fast. I pulled the cock in my mouth out, a line of drool dripping from my lips.

My other hand joined the first and penetrated my pussy with two fingers. I was free to do or say anything I wanted. No one could see in and the doors were locked. I was breathing faster now. I looked around the room and moaned out “Ohhhhh, I wish someone was here to see me cum!” A new rush of excitement came over me as I said those naughty words. My fantasy turned back to Blake and I on the blanket in the maple grove. How he pounded into my virgin pussy again and again! I looked at his picture and put direct pressure on my hard clit.

I tried to avert my gaze but I could not, not when a part of me longed to be one of those girls. The way they were handled by the Lycans. Delicate and tender. The Lycans went down on them, licking and fingering their way into their core as I watched these girls stretch and groan, grappling and gasping before flipping them over their stomachs, setting them up to bury their huge groin into their wet entrance. Then they went all in, thrusting into them as these girls begged them for more. I crossed my legs tightly, only to realise I had gotten wet. I closed my eyes and prayed to the goddess that it all passed quickly, but it didn't. Soon the whole room was filled with moans and screams. Their s

“I trust you to break me.” He pressed the blade just enough to draw a thin line of red, warm and electric. The sting fueled the fire burning inside her. Adrian’s hands slid beneath her dress again, fingers stroking, teasing, coaxing a moan from her lips. Their hands, their touches, collided, pain and pleasure weaving a heady tapestry. Cassie was drowning in the dark desire of two men who wanted to own her completely. Dominic’s cock was thick and hard against her thigh, the promise of raw power and relentless passion. Adrian’s breath was hot against her ear, whispering forbidden promises.

That other woman, where he was holding her arms at her sides, with his gaze he plunged into her breasts, biting and sucking her, the other with the idea of tying her up, made me curse myself, when that woman let out another moan, her eyes fluttering. My cocks strained against my leggings, desperate to free themselves from the fabric, another friend of mine was fucking the other courtesan like a typical bitch, on all fours on one of the gaming tables, the cards thrown towards the floor. In which there was no more room for games, but for screams, the woman, being held by the breasts, pulling them apart, with that thick penis pushing and pulling, hitting his testicles on her ass, ripped clothes

At least the women there are clean and all tested and I am a member. I get to my car and retrieve my wallet from the dashboard and check if the card is there and it is. I smile and ignite the car. Velvet House is a fantasy world that gives most men what they do not get in their marriages. Here, one gets all types of sex depending on their preference. I am a hardcore dominant and I love my partners submissive and masochistic. I love dominating for a good fuck but once in a while, I can switch roles but that doesn't with whether I can get a good dominatrix.

I don't want to marry that scumbag nerd, and I also don't want to let the money slip through my fingers. ------------- Thanks for giving this story a chance. I will not disappoint you. The story contains smuts, 18+ content and light BDSM (spanking, hadcuffing, dominating male etc). Move ahead only if you are comfortable. I will not put the warnings in each chapter. Follow my I G page (dayyyyydreamerrr) to view the cast and stay updated about my current and upcoming stories.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in some stories), menstruation sex, lactation, squirting in abundance, and every possible combination of bodily fluids. ☆ Diverse and intense character dynamics: Extremely detailed descriptions of bodies (huge breasts, massive cocks, exaggerated proportions, hyper-sexualized features), interracial sex, same-sex encounters, bisexual/polysexual activity, trans characters, and multi-partner scenes with no limits on number or configuration. ☆ Potential emotional and psychological triggers: Intense emotional ma