Female Slenderman Novels & Stories

Her features would have easily misled anyone who hadn’t been watching her moves in the past few days. Antis has milky white and porcelain-like skin. The kind of female body every sexually healthy man would drool at the sight of especially when she’s naked. The curves and voluptuous bumps front and behind were inviting a male’s hands to grope on them, light or hard, spank and squeeze them to their hearts’ contents. Even her face, especially her thick and full lips that seemed to smirk most of the time. It provokes men to shove their rock-hard cocks in her mouth, whether she is willing or not.

"It's safe to look at me, if you would like." Turning my head he stood there in basketball shorts hanging low on his waist, showing off the most insanely perfect v I'd ever seen with my own eyes. The man truly was a God. Selene herself must have chiseled him from stone to make him like this, completely unfair to every other man around, wolf or not.

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.

Because when he mentions his ex-girlfriend…is there aside inside her that feels disappointed? Sandro knocked on a door downstairs… there is a blonde woman with a magnificent body who opened it…with a charming smile…and a thrilling heart…yes if Amanda is a man…she would definitely be on her knees in front of this woman. Incredible body…beautiful, full and very sexy, small waist with full hips…bulky buttocks and perfect face… She also wears flashy makeup and a bright red sleeveless dress…and a very bold eye makeup…and a smokey effect. If she may conclude this is the real version of betty boop which is sexier and more real.

The sound grew closer and a woman ran out. Dark-skinned and green eyes. She had long, curly hair that reached her waist. Her generous breasts and curves would put any woman in present-day to shame. Freya admired the female from her hiding place. The woman had a narrow waist and her hip flared. She wore a simple hand-woven ensemble that hid her long legs. A male broke out of the tree line and Freya hid behind the tree again. The woman’s laughter grew louder and when Freya peeked again, the male had the woman pinned against a tree. Their intimate position brought the heat to Freya’s cheeks.

– The man was sitting cross legged in front of him, with his red eyes and his white hair, with the appearance of a 60 year old man, even though he was over 2 thousand years old, he was muscular, he had a good physical conditioning. Joseph was the wet dream of every fiery gay man and woman, a crown of smooth, well-kept skin, no signs of age, just white hair, he was muscular, strong and defined, his muscles were defined and not hidden in the slightest. over the clothes, a man with white fur on his arms and chest, a real polar bear, an albino with red eyes.

Such an attractive man had a friendly aura. The young man from the green flag had a gentle aura. He is also a tall man, and his appearance is quite beautiful! He had white long hair that doesn't look like it because he's old. He has a pair of gentle eyes, yet, he could not hide its sharpness. He looked gentle, and at the same time, a cold person. He had an expressionless face, kissable lips, long eyelashes, a perfect refined jaw, and quite pale skin. No one would say that he's weak because of his intimidating, and gentle aura. What really caught Soheila's attention is the young man of the yellow flag. He is the same person as the Vendor of the food cart where Soheila bought skewers on her fi

Trees were swept out to its root whenever they passed, like a small-scale, but very powerful tornado. The look of amusement in the man's eyes had also changed into a look of concentration, not expecting the little woman to be so skillful. Her hands were bloody, but her dress was clean. The pale white skin was the evidence of her race. She gave off the feeling of fragile, glamorous beauty, with a hint of deadly attraction of evilness between her brows. She was like beautiful porcelain. For Irene, the man also radiated a very strong power. There was terrifying explosiveness under his slender but powerful body. She couldn't see his face.

Tall, long-legged, broad-shouldered with a slim waist—his figure was strikingly good. Even though his tone was just as light and teasing, compared to the sleazy man harassing her, he somehow appeared refreshingly refined.

“You do not understand your position, or lack thereof. You were a woman in the woods alone, dressed scandalously, and you think you are on the same level as me? You should be on your knees beginning me for mercy or frankly, just on your knees.” The men around me snickered and sneered nodding their heads in agreement. The Creepy Thin Man bent to me and lifted my chin so that I was looking him in the eye. “It has been a long time since I have had someone as pretty as you.” Without breaking his eye contact, he ordered his men, “Leave us, but surround the tent. If she tries to run, she can be the play thing of whomever catches her.”