Female Vore Stories Novels & Stories

In a way that made it impossible to tell where one person ended and another began. A girl was bent over the edge of the bed, her dress bunched up to her waist, taking a huge cock from behind while her mouth was wrapped around another even bigger cock entirely. Her moans were out of this world as the two monster cocks stretched her from opposite ends. Two other girls were pressed together on the floor, stark naked, tits to tits, laps intertwined as they fingered each other's swollen pussy into oblivion. One of them screamed as she reached her orgasm. “Fuck fuck fuck yes, huh huh huh.” While her partner thrust into her cunt harder and she squirted all over both their them without slowing down.

Her breath hitched. So did his. They stared. One heartbeat. Two. She raised her hand— In the dimly lit WREC room, the air buzzed with anticipation as Domica, dressed in a sleek, black bodysuit, stood before Wolf, who was clad in a vibrant red onesie. The virtual reality headsets cast a glow on their faces, immersing them in a world where their roles could shift with a thought. Domica's voice was firm and commanding, "On your knees, sub." Wolf complied, his eyes locked on hers, his body trembling with a mix of excitement and submission. Domica stepped closer, her black heels clicking against the floor. She placed her foot on his shoulder, her heel digging into his flesh. "Lick," she commanded

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

Vaughn takes the front, feeding his cock back into her hungry mouth. I see Orlando pulling Fe off the bed, bending her over a heavy chest. Holt lines up behind her. “Still tight, girl?” he snarls, and he rams into her. “Gods, yes!” she screams. Silas grabs Lorna, lifting her, impaling her on his cock as he leans against the wall. She wraps her legs around him, her head thrown back in a silent scream. The rotation is relentless. As one wolf finishes, spilling his seed on skin or deep inside, another is right there, hard and ready. The women are covered in sweat and come, their voices hoarse, their bodies used to the limit, but still they beg.

Freya continued running her hands up and down his dick and, without a heads-up, lowered her head to take him into her mouth. Vilian shivered. Remembering that she had a forked tongue. What if there was poison? Freya started nodding on his dick, making sure to slurp. The other females were staring in her direction for a few moments before returning to their discussion. Vilian kept clenching his teeth hard. He didn’t want to get hard for a creature like this. He really wished he could go back in time.

Lucas groaned beneath me, “and fuck her properly.” And that’s what they did. They took turns fucking every hole in my body until I was begging for mercy.... My name is Sylvia. I’m a widow in my forties, and these was my cum-stained confessions. Now tell me… did my words make you cum? Did you touch yourself while reading every filthy line I whispered. Did you spread your legs wide and imagine every one of those men using you the way they used me? Or was it the other way around?

The next few days passed in the same pattern. Every night I endured it, the sounds of Zoya sucking him first, her throat taking his cock until he fucked her face raw, then the long sessions where he made her ride him or took her from behind. I heard every detail: her gagging on his length, the sloppy sounds of her mouth, the way she moaned when he switched holes and drove into her dripping pussy. Her orgasms came loud and frequent, leaving her a shaking mess. But now I had a weapon. Takara was on her way. I imagined the confrontation, the look on Vito’s face when his legal wife appeared.

Damon trails after me when I leave. We step into the next room. Jace is already there. He’s standing behind a petite Asian woman, both hands cupping her bréasts as she watches the bed. A thin blonde girl is sprawled across the mattress, two men working their way into her. One lies beneath her, cóck buried in her pússy. Another kneels at her ass, pressing in with a thick shaft. She jerks a third guy off while moaning. At the foot of the bed, two women are locked in a sixty-nine. The one on the bottom is gripping thighs, moaning against the top girl’s séx. Her body starts to tremble. She’s close.

They all pretended to be busy, as if sudden bouts of spreadsheet formatting had become urgent national security issues. “Details,” I demanded, rolling my chair closer, elbows on the desk. “I need to know what kind of sexual trauma can incapacitate a grown woman for twelve hours. Spill.” She made a show of stretching and back arching, revealing just how many vertebrae had gotten a workout. “Well, since I knew we were mates, I walked into his room at 2 a.m. naked and put my nipple in his mouth." "Vera!" I snorted. “Preach.”

she whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she began thrusting into me with a heavy pressure. I gasped, my knees buckling. Despite the soreness, I was getting even wetter, my body reacting to her. My eyes rolled back into my head as the sensation took over. "Where—where did you learn this?" I stuttered, my brain short-circuiting at the professional way she was hitting my G-spot. My pussy walls were clenching desperately against her small, agile fingers. Vio leaned in, her lips brushing my ear as she kept up the pace. "I watch a lot of p**n, Savannah. And every time I do, I imagine it’s you. I imagine you fucking me... and me fucking you back."