Female Slender Man Novels & Stories

She can’t help but scanned him. As expected, he looked good—beyond good. Very handsome and appealing, to the point that his smile can make every woman’s panty down. She looked at the man in front of her. He’s wearing a white sand shirt, flexing his biceps and he’s wearing brown cargo shorts. Eura already expected his Greek-like body and he’s flaunting it. He knew his assets so well, and he’s using them to trap every woman. Eura unconsciously shook her head because of her thoughts. His brown attractive eyes were shining, she can feel the amusement and excitement in it. She was blocked by his tall body and broad shoulder, his skin was fairly suited to his outfit. The man’s thick eyebrows were

Her judgment clouded by alcohol, she seemed unaware of the attention she was attracting. Amidst the flashing lights and pulsating beats, a man in his early thirties approached Elena. He was tall and had a rugged charm about him, with short dark hair and a faint stubble on his chiseled jawline. He wore a fitted black leather jacket over a casual white t-shirt, giving him a confident and edgy appearance. His dark hair was neatly styled, and he had a cocky grin that seemed to suggest he was used to getting what he wanted.

A tall lean man came into my line of vision and my voice got caught in my throat. He wore a red silk suit, with his inner shirt opened exposing pale skin underneath it. He was a fine young man with a bit of an effeminate look to him. He had small eyes that made him appear Asian. With lips that he clearly applied lipstick to. His eyes were a bright shade of blue, but cold and stern as he looked at me from head to toe, a frown upon his lips. He looked like a supermodel and my eyes widened at his sight. "I- I'm sorry. I caught a late bus to-" I stammered loudly over the music and the man waved his hand as if driving a mosquito from his ears.

He was a hauntingly handsome man, bordering on beautiful. Only the v-shape of his torso and firm square chin prevented any real claim to femininity. His expression was intense as he sank his cock into the woman with unnatural efficiency. He had a nice cock, at least in Shamira's humble opinion. Not that she had a whole lot of comparison samples. It was just a little bigger than average, maybe seven inches or so. There were a number of people standing or kneeling around watching. She recognized Monique, who was on her knees on a pillow nearby, and her look could only be described as envious.

“I understand. I feel the same way about you.” I lift my head to look at him. “In what way?” He smiles, cupping my face again. “In every way. Physically, of course. There’s nothing angular about you. You’re all soft, hairless curves. Smooth skin. Hair like silk. Delicate hands.” He brushes a thumb across my bottom lip. “And you’re also different in other ways men aren’t supposed to comment on nowadays.”

The man was only 14 or 15 years old, tall and slender, with black hair like a waterfall, broad shoulders and narrow waist. As handsome as jade, he wore a thin green shirt, with a graceful face like a crown of jade and sword-shaped eyebrows. His corners of mouth were filled with a faint and cordial smile. He exuded a convincing charm of confidence unconsciously.

Pick a guy to spend the night with? "I. . . I have a husband. I can't..." "Oh, my dear sis, don't be so rigid. Since s.ex is a way to make people happy, why don't you enjoy it? If men can get pleasure from women, why can't women?" The woman clapped her hands. "I'll show you something great. Andy, come out." A sound came from the direction of the swimming pool, and then a naked man came over. The first time I saw him, I covered my mouth in surprise. He was tall and burly, broad-shouldered, with a tight waist and thighs that resembled those of a leopard in spring.

In the position that was one of his shapely legs was also in the air and did nothing to hide it, a body that seemed to have been working for a long time. His long hair that seemed lighter, to the point of appearing brown, moved and hugged his body like snakes wanting to wrap themselves in it. And his face made the woman lose her breath. Lips in a fine line that denoted self-confidence, a slim nose and those eyes, a color that could be lost between amber and gold framed in thick lashes. Even Jade had to admit that this man would be the one for a perfect night, but it was not her case. She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. This man must be Vladek, and his life was now in his hand

I hum, pleased with the whole set up, before my screen comes alive with a withered Ethan staring around, confused. One of the men has his hand wrapped around his d*ck. A Caucasian with a mouth watering length. When I had approached the middleman to strike the deal, I didn't imagine that these are the kind of men playing these games behind the scenes. His abs are highly toned, defined, down to his lower waist. So clean that his shaft looks sculpted to life, in its hard state. I bite my lower lips, anticipation building in my head like a well with growing water level. Eyes going up and down his outlines, a wicked grin forms on the edges of my lips.

Even without makeup, covered with sweat and her body red, her beauty could make a sexually curious individual pick a side instantly. Her long blonde hair, big doll-like blue eyes,small face and the best body you can imagine on a woman, big tits, small waist and curves, most of all petite weight and soft baby skin, like that of a baby. Something from a male centered fantasy book. I swallowed again tightly and stole a glance at the rest of the men to ensure they saw what I just did! However, their faces show it's nothing shocking or surprising to them. At the far corner a naked bald man, was seated at the side enjoying the show,while stroking his shaft.