Erotic Shemales Novels & Stories

she whispered against his lips. “Come for me, love,” he urged, increasing the pressure on her clit and the depth of his thrusts. With a sharp cry that echoed off the marble walls, Irene shattered around him, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her orgasm triggered his own. Sebastian gripped her hips tightly, burying himself deep as he came with a guttural groan, pulsing inside her in hot spurts.

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

The slap of flesh on flesh echoed like gunshots in the crypt. She reached beneath and rubbed her clit frantically. “I’m going to come with a priest’s cock in my ass,” she sobbed. “While a dead nun watches.” Her orgasm hit like a seizure. Her ass clamped down so hard Elias saw stars. He roared and emptied himself inside her bowels, pulse after thick pulse, until cum leaked out around his shaft and ran down her thighs in thick white rivers. They stayed locked together, shaking, until his cock softened and slipped free with a wet sound.

She was cumming, a violent, helpless orgasm that ripped through her, her juices gushing around Marcus’s dick, her throat constricting around Jax’s, her ass clamping around the thick intrusion behind her. The cameras caught it all. Her eyes rolling back. Her mouth forced wide. Her body bucking between the three men. The stream chat was a frenzy of celebration. She was theirs. And in the dizzying, shameful, ecstatic aftermath, as the cocks kept moving, prolonging her climax into a continuous state of overwhelmed bliss, she knew—with a horrifying, thrilling certainty—that she liked it.

Eric commanded, his thumb delivering one last, hard friction stroke. A loud, broken sob tore from my throat as my climax hit like a wave, my internal walls clenching around Rox in tight, violent spasms. Right then, Rox let out a loud groan, burying himself as deep as he could go, his body stiffening as he poured his hot release deep inside me. I lay beneath him, shaking uncontrollably, crying out from the sheer, overwhelming fullness of it all while Eric’s hand remained heavy and possessive over my slick skin. "My turn," Ethan said, his voice a low, rough growl that mixed with the scent of the sex smell filled room.

She bit her lip to silence it, her eyes flying to the closed door. The thought of him, while she lay here, fingering herself on his exam table, sent a dark, thrilling shame through her veins. It fuelled the fire. She pushed two fingers inside herself, the way he had. The stretch was familiar now, a welcome fullness. She curled them, searching, and found that same spot. A broken sound tore from her throat. She fucked herself with her hand, her breath coming in ragged pants that fogged the cold air. Her thighs shook. The chrome stirrup pressed cold against her outer thigh as she imagined his hands there instead of hers.

“But we both know what a desperate slut you are.” She came anyway, hard, shamefully, and squirting around the dildo, piss mixing with her juices, running down her thighs onto the floor. Damon laughed and kept going, forcing her straight into another orgasm before the first even ended. Over and over. The bench creaked under her thrashing. Her voice went hoarse from screaming. The plug in her ass shifted with every convulsion, pressing against the dildo through her thin wall. She lost count after the fourth orgasm. Everything mixed into pain and unwanted pleasure.

Nobody can see us. She scoots even closer, and whispers the magic words in my ear, “Please, Daddy.” She slides a leg up my thighs, and lets it rest against my cock. I can feel how wet she is through her shorts. “I know you want this. I’ll keep it a secret.” I dig my fingernails into my palms. Maybe the pain will clear my foggy head. I feel the control slipping though. I want nothing more than to give in to this. Her nipples are tight buds against my arms, poking through her flimsy shirt. “Remember what you told me?” My teeth clench together. I know exactly what I told her.

Josie's back arched and her legs clamped around Erika's neck, pulling her tighter. Josie wailed again. "Ohh fuck, cumming agaaaaaain, oh you slut, what are you doing down there, oh fuck, oh fuck, yessssssssss! Cumming, cumming, shit, shit motherfucking slut, I'm such a slut. Slut, slut, slut, oh how I love this. I love, love, loooove this. Keep going Erika. Don't stop, don't stop, more, more, more, another wave coming, another one, another wave, yes, yes, yes, OH FUCK HERE IT COMES, CUUUUUMMMINNNG! Oh, oh, oh, oh." I'd never seen a woman cum like that unless I was the one giving it to her.

“Tell the entire building how desperate you are for me. Let them all hear what a needy little slut you become when I touch you.” Tears of frustration and overwhelming need slipped down my flushed cheeks and my body shook, every nerve screaming for release. My voice cracked as I finally screamed the words he wanted, loud enough that they bounced off the walls and likely carried beyond the bedroom door. “I’m your desperate slut! I need to come so badly it hurts! My pussy is dripping everywhere and I can feel it running down my thighs. I’m shaking. I’m crying. Please let me come on your fingers. I’ll scream even louder if you want. Just please don’t stop, please, Damien!”