Erotic Shemales Novels & Stories

I groaned, my head falling back against the cool tiles as her tongue swirled around the ridge. Beside her, Sarah was watching, her eyes wide and hungry as if she hadn't just suck my cock just now. She leaned in and took my other side, her lips pressing against the base of my shaft. The two girls began to take turns, one sucking on the tip, the other at the base, their hands stroking the shaft in between. The sensation was overwhelming, a dual assault of warmth and wetness that made my toes curl. I looked down at them, my eyes half-lidded with pleasure, watching as they shared my cock like it was the most precious thing in the world.

He could feel her lubricating him. “Sh*t” groaned Ruby. Even if the wave had just ended another one was coming. Ruby couldn't hold on as he felt too good. She bounced on him with her breasts giggling. Moaning in pleasure she groaned, “It feels amazing. This heat is making me enjoy your d*ck too much.” “F*ck” said Eric. Tilting his head backward as he thrust deep into her. Eric could barely hold on as she was gliding on him.

My dirty words made her eyes glimmer, she wasn't even shocked, Eriantha was venereal and I loved it. "So shall we start baby?"

“We’re not stopping until we feel your little pussy shake.” Dasha holds my mouth to her tit, her thighs beginning to dance up around my waist again. “I-I-I…I’m going to…oh. I love it when you’re both so deep…” Clement and I make eye contact over Dasha’s head. In unspoken agreement, both of us push our cocks as deep inside Dasha as we can, grinding there with unleashed aggression, Dasha’s screams bouncing off the lockers. She shakes violently between us, her head thrown back on Clement’s shoulder, a sheen of sweat covering her tight little body. And she doesn’t stop. When Clement grunts once, then climaxes, I follow him, finally allowing the pressure to vacate my balls. Liquid fire climbs my

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

A shadow moved closer to the glass. Her heart raced. Fear. Shame. Pure, filthy thrill. “Almost,” she gasped. “Just… almost—” Say it. The edging was brutal now—pleasure right on the knife edge, body shaking. She rubbed faster, hips grinding down on the invisible thrusts. “Yes,” she whispered. Then louder. “Yes—fuck—yes, I’ll share you!” The Honeyswarm roared—triumphant, overlapping voices. Good girl. They unleashed.

Ava’s words lingered in the quiet bedroom like smoke soft, earnest, and far more dangerous than she realized. “I want to experience it all,” she whispered against my chest, her fingers still tracing lazy patterns on my skin. “The whips… the rules… being your bad girl. I want everything you enjoy, Eric. I want to be part of your world.”

She could feel the cool air on her private parts and shiver in excitement. Now Tommy could see everything. Her soft whitebuttocks almost glowed in the artificial light. He could almost see the tiny hole hidden between her cheeks and the pink inner lips of her sex. Throwing caution to the wind, Tommy opened his pants and freed his throbbing penis. As he stared at his stepmother's private parts, he began to masturbate. Sue was doing everything she could not move.She could feel her stepson's eyes on her sex lips and knew that she was leaking. She could feel the wetness dripping to her thigh. Slowly she opened her eyes just a fraction. Her head started to spin with excitement when she saw Tommy

First a soft moaning, followed by a deep, carnal groan, then out and out howling and shrieking, her whole body shaking, Tina pressing my face against her so tightly I almost suffocated. I remember Tina telling me in college how she had really strong orgasms when she had sex. And now I guess I was finding that out for myself, just having brought her to one! “Oh God! I’ve just been to heaven!” Tina shrieked. “A hot tongue on my pussy, a finger up my ass! What more can a horny dyke want!” “This. She can want this!” Marge said, suddenly reaching into a drawer and pulling out what I immediately could see was a big strap-on dildo.

Inside, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, their clothes completely removed. Some people immediately covered their faces, unable to look any longer. The more timid young ladies even let out frightened screams. My mother flew into a rage. "Charlotte Young! You have some nerve—how dare you commit such indecent, shameless acts! "Drag her out here. I'll kill her myself!" "Who exactly are you dragging out, Mom?" The people in front of me spun around. I was standing at the back of the crowd, stretching on my toes to peer over their shoulders, my expression nothing but mild curiosity.