Female Soundwave Novels & Stories

“Oh, yeah! Fuck me! Ah—ah!” The one moaning under his body was someone else. Still, every time Zayn moved his hips to go deeper, he hallucinated seeing Sieghal's face there. The face that always made him feel an overwhelming addiction. In his mind's eye, Zayn saw Sieghal saying his name repeatedly in sighs, his hands outstretched, trying to kiss him. However, when their faces came close together, the sound he heard was different; it was not the voice of Sieghal he knew until he finally realized that what he was fucking was not that guy.

This woman truly is remarkable. She finishes her statement moving her chair back, the slightly muffled sounds from her shuffling around echoes through the mic, was the only noise to be heard. And that’s how Atlas Winters makes the world bow to her. This woman is a witch. Smiling, I nudge Jon beside me who’s gone completely silent, and his gaze settles on me, his mouth agape in shock. “Close your mouth and stop gapping at my woman.” I say glaring at him. “What was that?!”

Suddenly I hear her mutter words, “Here and now, I evoke the elemental force of Water, the fluid of infinite shapes and forms, flowing source of adaptability, emotion and life. I seek the pure spring within.” When she began to say those words, the sound of the waters started growing a little bit angrier now than earlier. She continues with a much louder voice, “I call you forth to wash away all that needlessly binds and to move fluidly in this world.” The sounds of the waves begins to frighten me as it seemingly got a little monstrous which had me visions of enormous waves crashing onto huge sharp rocks. Indescribably, I can see myself standing on a cliff and looking over the monstrous waves

The tidal waves of emotions hit Davish's heart hard when he saw uncontrollable misty tears begin falling from Porishma's eyes as she gazed down at the beautiful woman who was standing in front of her. "What are you doing here, Amanda?", Davish asked Amanda but she closed the distance between them. Amanda traced her fingers on Davish's chest and whispered in his ear, "Fuck You" and smile widely at him. Davis saw the look of Porishma. The color drained from her face, making her skin pale. His eyes softened but then hardened into stone. He couldn't hear her sobs. He again asked Amanda but this time too loudly made Porishma shiver, "Why are you here?"

I froze in a spot, and it took a minute before I heard it again. A strangled sob. A low moan. A whimper. Then clapping sounds. My ears picked up and my body became aware as my legs moved forward towards the direction of the sound. The more I walked, the clearer the sounds got. “Please… Please, arrrrhh,” it was a feminine voice alright, one that sounded tortured and pleasured like she was being broken apart in the most beautiful way. The sounds she was making were too wanton, like the forces wringing them out of her were beyond human comprehension.

This time, with a grave voice that sounded too much emotional, sweet, romantic and all you can imagined in one voice. One thing about this caller is that, the smoothness of how he could change his vocals to any tone he wanted and voice always kicked smoothly. "What do you mean?" I screamed as I said that. I stood up from my bed and walked gently to my door to see if anybody wasn't paying attention to that awkward situation u found myself. "Because, I'm here to turn you on and make you feel how a woman should feel because you are turning a woman soon." "What?! Are you serious at all?"

With body straining and heart racing, she belted out a whimper that bounced from wall to wall, before she whimpered again, creating a 3D sound effect with her cries of sex. And the suction melody her pussy was making as it desperately clung to his cock gave the beat. She felt a tingle in her cunt, and then a spasm, and then a growing wave coiling around her.

The burden to be doesn't bother me. I slowly open my eyes and gasp at the sight in front of me. Waves of different colours float in the air and around me. I have seen these before. It's everytime I come across a person or find one, I see their waves emitting from them. But nobody is here except me,so why do I see so many waves? I look around the hall and find a translucent wave generating from the floor of the raised platform. Huh? And another wave generates from the crevices of the red curtain that stays tied at one end of the stage. I look at my hand and waves come out of them and spiral my body. It's so beautiful. The wave emitting from my hands and legs is a shiny pink wave with glitters

The sounds she made were utterly expressive, a raw soundtrack of her pleasure; guttural moans, whispered pleas, my name chanted like a mantra. The wave broke without warning. One second she was trembling on the edge, the next she was shattering. Her orgasm washed through her silently at first, her mouth open in a soundless scream, her eyes wide and unseeing. Then the sensation seemed to crest, and a long, low wail tore from her throat as her body convulsed around me. Her inner walls clamped down on my cock in powerful, rhythmic pulses, milking me, pulling me deeper into her ecstasy. It was profound, beautiful, and I kept moving, my slow, grinding strokes continuing unabated, fucking her stra

“Clang—” A soundwave like an arrow shot across them. She lowered her foot a little and leaped onto the soundwave arc like lightning. She sped away with the soundwave arc. “Holy sh*t! “This is too f*cking exaggerated!” Alex’s jaw fell so hard that he might not be able to close it for some time. Seeing her zither playing continuously as she stepped on the soundwaves and went further away, Alex hurriedly drove the Sword of the Universe with his spiritual awareness to catch up.