Female Slender Man Novels & Stories

*** Two figure can be seen in an simple yet elegant room. One woman and one man. The woman is very beautiful. Elegant eyebrows, pale blue colored eyes, like a cloud, so calm and peaceful, cute button nose paired with a full and pinkish lips. She looks to be around 170 centimeters, looking more tall as she is wearing a black 4-inch sandals. Her body slim but with curves in the right places. Her beauty belong into the soft and gentle type of beauty. The man is a tall man in his fifties with a normal body figure wearing a doctor suit.

He explained. The stout,bulky man frowned grimly at him in response. But that wasn't what drew his attention.It was the slender,curvaceous woman that seemed content to be perched on his arm.she whispered something leisurely to the man seated like a bouncer. She cleared her throat and as if activated, the man in question,straightened up,his stretched suit jacket and spoke up.

Then, instructing her to turn with the twirling of a finger, he gestures to Blondie to take over. The blond man stands, smoothly moving upright to stand over the woman. He's tall, though not particularly so, perhaps a shade shy of six feet, but he is powerfully built; broad shouldered and narrow waisted. Certainly, he looks and moves as though he works out, not in the overbuild-the-muscle way, but of the I've-a-job-to-do-and-need-a-body-that-works sort. He takes the woman at the shoulders. She's all smiles, clearly very happy for him to do whatever he wishes, and as he stoops to kiss her, she leans in, contouring herself to him while his hands roam her; her waist, her tits, her ass.

He had a bad reputation with women; he was a player and a man every woman desired. She decided to check out the pictures of this man, who, according to a blogger, is capable of getting every woman to her knees. Anita's jaw dropped when she saw the pictures. Calling him handsome would be an insult to his looks. He had a well-defined physique and deep blue eyes that were capable of piercing through the body and into the soul. He had a towering height, and Anita was sure he would easily tower above her, even though she was quite tall. His pink lips looked like they were begging to be kissed, and Anita could see why he was described as a ladyman.

He was a tall and lean man. He was attractive with sharp features. His skin was fair and spotless. He was wearing black pants and a white shirt. Trevor looked at him approaching them with just one thought in his mind 'my man is definitely the best', they could tell that he was an Alpha by the smell of his pheromones. The man seem gentle but if you looked at him more intently in his eyes, you could see a little cunning attempt in it.Trevor frowned when seeing that the man was coming closer to their table.

I snapped my eyes opening, staring at the man sitting far across me. “Stop this, Ivan!” The girl opposite him scolded with a stern face, but his stubbornness was evident on his face. He had two women on his side, his hand resting right above one’s thigh, and his lips in the other’s neck. Such a scandalous man. He had a straight face, mid length hair, his eyes were hazel, his lips pulp, and his skin, a little pale. He was slim just the way I liked. He will be a perfect little toy.

Then I spotted him. Off the main path, on a bench, stretching one leg up—late thirties, maybe forty, white, built thick and solid like he actually used his body for something real. Gray tank drenched, sticking to his pecs. Black shorts hugging those thighs, and when he leaned into the stretch—Jesus Christ—the fabric stretched tight over his bulge. Thick outline, heavy hang even soft. My pussy spasmed hard, a deep, greedy clench that sent slick heat rushing down. My clit pulsed once, twice, like it was begging already. Thighs turned slippery inside five seconds. I faltered mid-step. Slowed to a jog, then a walk.

He whispered She hit his chest playfully, " Stop acting like a gentle man,it doesn't suit you " She said " Am a gentle man,you just doesn't seem to know that. You want me to show you what a gentle man is??" " What ??" He released her and smiled,, " You really want to know?? " he asked again " Tell me,," " On The bed not here " He said " What?!!!!! That's not gonna happen,am still mad at you " She snapped and moved away trying to take off her dress.

When he opened it, there was a video of a man and woman entwined, both of them without clothes on. The woman was moving constantly on top of the man, humming a cry of pleasure from the corner of her mouth, while the man was lying beneath her body, his eyes vacant. This couple of a man and a woman was Larry and Wanda.

"You're a funny man, Mr. Howard. I'm sure a celebrity like you can't possibly have children on a whim, can you?" The tall, slender man was leaning against the sofa before her, his arms crossed as he scrutinized her. He was wearing a black suit which accentuated his long legs. Even with his legs crossed elegantly, they still appeared to be longer than most, so much so that a patch of his ankle was exposed underneath his pant leg. Underneath the dim, yellow light, the man's face looked as though he had been chiseled out of marble, and for a split second, Luna could not help being swayed by this man's beauty.