Erotic Shemales Novels & Stories

Before Shelyca could protest he was already leaking her and tasting her flower’s sweetness. Shelyca moaned as she lifted her butt meeting Dareon’s lapper swirling deep into her midst. “Ohh, holy Queen! Dareon you are making me insane!” she screamed as Dareon sucked her vulva while the tip of his tongue had been pushed into her erogenous zone. Shelyca saw bright lights as Dareon continued what he is doing. Few seconds later, she was already spastic, satisfying the thirst of Dareon. “Happy?” Dareon whispered as he covered her body with his muscled abs, readying her for his final blow. He poked his dipstick at the entrance of her well and stayed there for a moment.

She screamed out in ecstasy. "Fuck." Ergon groaned as he plunged deeper into her pussy. Shiela's pussy wasn't that tight, but it was still okay. Shiela's walls clasped on Ergon's dick, her legs shook vigorously as they were about to climax. "Arrrrrrg." Her screams filled the entire room as she released. Ergon kept plunging into her as he felt his seeds rushing out. He immediately withdrew his dick from her pussy and cummed at the entrance of her pussy.

Felt him inside of her. "Ah, damn. Shana...Shana...I'm going to cum!", Erik called out loudly as he tried to hold his orgasm. His body felt numb from the immense sensation, but he also felt the warm blood gushing out from inside of him. Erik looked at Shana whose eyes were closed and was gasping for air. "You're amazing...so fucking amazing!" he exclaimed. "Me? Not really". said Shana shyly. "Yes, you," Erik replied smiling broadly.

The first waves had subsided from My orgasm and i felt another one quickly building. This was a deeper orgasm, as if coming from my soul. I closed my eyes and let my melted mind wander as I felt totally frail and totally exposed to my emotional nakedness. Sherry's skin was smooth to My touch. Her fragrance filled my lungs and the feeling of her breasts and hardened nipples against my thighs was so erotic. Sherry pulled and fingered her own pussy as her needs overtook her. Her fingers rubbed her clit and her labia became engorged and puffy waiting for attention. Nail sat up, hearing Sherry's needy moans.

There I was thinking about Tory again I shut my eyes as I thrust in and out,she was in my head, and I couldn't get her out, her tightness, her sweet cunt smell, stuck in my mind. I turned Charis over aggressively, channelling all the anger in me into fucking her, pounding her ass roughly. She was responsive, screaming and moaning and cussing out I finally thrust all my sperm into her pussy and she cried out in pleasure “Fuckkkk, I love you you Shawn Tates” she let out, laying down on the bed. I got up , making my way to the bathroom without saying a word

She moans, "Yesssssss...Sweetie, that's it...yesssss...eat my pussy...eat my clit...eat it...mmmmmmm...yessssss...yessssss...that's good...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh!" Eric, grabs me from behind and starts pumping the hard flesh, "Here...sweetie, I'll take care of you." , While I worked her clit and Eric stroked, our moans filled the shower. He knew exactly what I needed; his fingers barely wrapping over the shaft, worked back and forth over the corona.

Trigger Warnings: FemDom, Male Sub, BDSM Dynamics, Power Play, Voyeurism,Shibari(Japanese bondage and submission)Humiliation..21+. “Say it again, Elio.” Janelle Montrose stood at the bottom of the staircase, glass of water forgotten in her hand, her head cocked toward the barely cracked door at the end of the hall. The soft whimpers echoing through the silence were unmistakable. Breathless. Desperate. Erotic.

Sex after sex, after sex. That's practically what the Shaming is. I know most people would like that-constant sex, but not me. The Shaming might have been wonderful if shamed right, if your pussy won't be overworked by a good number of men. The Shaming has caused wolves a lot. Broken bonds, broken homes, broken relationships, infertility, and in rare cases, infection. The Shaming simply means nonstop sex from dusk till dawn that leads to death.

Her deep, captivating black eyes seemed to beckon me, coaxing me to draw nearer, and I obliged, stepping forward with cautious yet purposeful strides. Beside the bed stood a table, adorned with an assortment of sexual objects, spread out for me to use. From a thick rope to cuffs, a whip, a dildo, and more, the array offered a range of options. Sharma exuded an air of seduction, her ebony hair flowing like a waterfall. A delicate blush graced her cheeks as I took her hand, offering a tender squeeze in response.

I whisper, trailing kisses down her neck and reveling in the way her body responds to my touch. Within moments, she positions herself astride me, firmly grasping my pulsating shaft. She delicately brings her hand to her lips, sensually tasting my pre-cum, which instantly evokes a pleasurable moan from deep within me. The scene before me is undeniably captivating, exuding an intense eroticism. With a firm grip on my member, she proceeds to glide down onto it, engulfing me in a tight, scorching heat that amplifies my moans of ecstasy to new heights.