Female Frisk Novels & Stories

My mischievous and alluring mate. A playful glint dances in her eyes as she winks at me. In one swift motion, she flings her luscious locks over her shoulder, revealing a glimpse of her flawless skin, her dress not leaving much to the imagination. Alpha Max growls possessively, his dominance asserting itself.

With each touch, each shared breath, they create a symphony of pleasure, united in their pursuit of ecstasy. Finrir, drawn closer by the pleasure-filled expression on Naida's face, leans in and captures her lips in a passionate kiss. As Tritan grinds against her, Finrir's hand ventures between their bodies, gently caressing Naida's chest, savoring the exquisite contours of her feminine form. The suddenness of the kiss startles her momentarily, but the spark of desire quickly ignites within her, and she eagerly responds, meeting Finrir's passion with her own.

I smiled, forgetting everything. “And I missed little jack,” she said, crouching down before my dick. There was nothing little about it. She glanced at me, licking her lips. I leaned back as she started licking and sucking. Barely two minutes later, my body shook and I released right into her mouth. Francesca smiled as she swallowed. Now that was one hell of a man. As amazing as Francesca was, I didn’t want a mate who was a whore. I was glad Kelsey had high standards. I felt pity for whoever would end up with Francesca.

I exhaled in irritation and scowled. “It would be nice if you shared your knowledge with those affected,” I mumbled but they both shook their heads. “We can't interfere with people's destiny, but can tell you that you would be the first female his highness can't freeze during intimacy.” Furrowing my brow I snorted rudely and growled, “Bullshit, Frost freezes all the women he has tried to bed and is a virgin of sorts?” Both witches gave me a stern scowl and in unison said, “Yes, that's what we are saying.”

A perfect specimen of a wonderous species collectively known as fujoshi or “rotten women” In the wild, fujoshi can often be seen mingling with groups of normal human females, trying to pass as one of them. Though some fujoshi have evolved exceptional camouflage skills, you can always identify them through a simple test. You see, when a fujoshi detects a group of two or more attractive human males interacting with one another, the fujoshi will, without fail, display some form of an “aunty smile”. (not to be confused with a “pedo-smile”!) These uniquely identifiable smiles are also often accompanied by a high-pitched cry to alert the rest of their group to the presence of “food”.

"Of course..." Still holding her eyes, the young woman with a somewhat pale skin knocked my hand off her chin and held my dick firmly in her hand. Studying how sassy she was, brought a tight smirk on my face. Not many times I see girls like that who are fearless and sexy to crown it all. When I thought I had seen it all, her grip met my wrist. Still staring right into my eyes, she dropped my hand on her hair, and then grabbed the other one and pressed it against her perky breast. "I like it rough, Alpha. You can pull on my hair and play with my breasts. Just be free to do whatever the fuck you which with my body."

I dialed Jason immediately and held the hot phone to my ears. “Hey, Alpha, what’s up?” He casually hailed. I yelled, “Tell me that you know who uploaded those posts today!” “I’m working on it, Alpha.” Jason’s response was more alert. The excuse pissed me off, and I hurled another stool into the same feature walls, damaging more tiles. It was his job to know, especially since Raina was being targeted. He must have identified the crashing sounds in my background and quickly adjoined, “It’s not just one person. The previous posts were by Alpha Females around the globe and the others were from members of the Femoris BridleFur Pack.”

Don’t get me wrong, I was still firmly in the ‘I-love-blokes camp,’ but experimenting with a willing female participant every now and again had its charms. They were softer, smoother, and just far more delicate than their male counterparts. Sharkey smelt enticing, too. Jasmine and musk tantalised my senses, and I found I couldn’t get enough of it. Licking the fragrance off her at every opportunity, I had her writhing in very short order.

Laura began to pant. "I'm close, Tess, don't stop, please don't stop." Frankie heard this and slipped a hand up and into Tess. In seconds Laura groaned deeply and quaked. I watched as a torrent emerged from the union of her pussy and my wife's face. Tessa bucked her hips into Frankie's face and came as her friend jammed two fingers into my wife's pussy. The room already carried the strong scent of female pheromones.

—pussy grinding frantically through the mess, her own piss jetting hot over my belly, tits shaking as she rode it out. We slowed panting, cunts still twitching against each other, soaked in everything. “Flip over, let’s scissors now... I need more,” she gasped, pulling off me slick, lying back on the floor herself, legs spread wide. I scrambled up quick, my legs shaking, positioning so our pussies met again side by side, my calves hooking over hers, our cunts aligning perfectly . Scissoring her like this, legs locked, pussies kissing direct again, our piss and cum making everything slippery and nasty. We both thrust forward slowly at first, our clits bumping, lips sliding long, building that