Female Wedgies Novels & Stories

She rolled her eyes. “What if we trick that slut somewhere, get some boys to beat her or even destroy that dirty hole of hers?” She said and I raised my brows. “You're actually right… maybe that could scare her away.” I squeaked and she sat straight next to me. “Of course it would, we can even take pictures of her nudes and blackmail her with them, threaten her to cancel her wedding with your man.” Betty added and I nodded slowly. “After all Sir Charles Blackwood would never force her into a marriage with his son.”

Kwit was one of the best breast man she ever enjoyed the attentions of. Once her juices were flowing freely Red wanted to try her first doggie-position sex. Kwit set her on the wedge end of the cushion exactly the way she wanted, she was face down with her bottom elevated on the high shelf of the blunt wedge, posed much like a woman on her knees. The wedge was made for Red so somebody could put his cock into her from behind. From her butt her body was sharply angled down, with her chest flat, so the angle of entry into her pussy was markedly different from what it was when she was prone on her belly for rear entry.

"Hey, it's okay. You're safe now. I'm here." He shot me a look of pure contempt. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I will marry you. But if you ever do this to her again, you will regret it." The guests exchanged stunned looks. Some sighed and shook their heads. Others leaned together and whispered. "Ford's a better man than I'll ever be. He'd still agree to marry a woman like that?" "I know heiresses from elite families can be spoiled, but this… This is like a villain out of a story."

, it said, "Excessive sexual activity leading to vaginal tearing. Recommended two weeks of rest. No intercourse during recovery." I sighed, while my best friend, Christian Sanders, tossed a clear bag containing sex toys onto the stage. I said, "The doctor clearly told you not to have sex, yet you barged into the marital home belonging to me and Edward, and tore through these toys in my bed. Not only did you land yourself back in the hospital, you even shoved these filthy junks under my bed…Don't you think that's a bit too much?" "No! It's not true! Don't listen to her nonsense!" Winnie rushed over in agitation, trying her best to cover the huge screen with her body.

"Back up there Gwen. What did you mean when you said that lingerie wasn't all that was sold at those parties?" "You really want to know?" "Damned right I do. If you are going to accuse members of my family of shit I want to hear you say what they did." "Okay Brian, you got it. Joyce gives blow jobs for a hundred bucks a pop. Mary gets a hundred for a straight fuck and two fifty for a double penetration. Your mother's specialty is anal sex, but I don't know how much she gets for it." "Have you lost your mind Gwen. You think that giving the women in my family a black eye will detract attention from your cheating ass?"

All three men started showing some signs of life as the women rubbed themselves on their cocks. About two minutes into the five, Gwen allowed Sherman's cock slip into her cunt. It was normally a violation of the rules, but what the hell, they were married, and it might have been the first time they'd made love in several years from Gwen's accounts of their troubles. She was kissing him and rubbing her breasts against his chest while moaning. Sherman was saying, "Do you like that, honey? Do you like that cock in your cunt?" Gwen was responding with low groans, "I love it, Sherman. Fuck me, make me cum." She did. Every one of the women, slave or client, orgasmed from the genital to genital con

All four women surrounded her. Lena and Valeria held her legs spread wide. Mira straddled her face, grinding her soaked pussy against Giselle’s mouth while Selene fucked her cunt with a thick double-ended strap-on. At the same time, Lena used the powerful wand on her clit and Valeria worked three fingers deep into her ass. They moved in perfect rhythm. Giselle was reduced to a quivering, sobbing, overstimulated wreck. She could only moan and beg incoherently between licks.

Victoria whipped my sister’s hanging pregnant belly lightly with a soft flogger, leaving pink marks across the taut skin while the milking machine drained her. “These tits are going to feed the whole family,” Victoria moaned, drinking directly from the collection tubes. The intensity escalated into womb penetration. The men removed us from the stations and placed us on the specialized breeding tables. My belly fit perfectly into the cutout, allowing full access. A long, flexible 18-inch womb dildo with an inflatable head was worked into my pregnant cunt. Victor pushed it slowly past my cervix until the head popped into my uterus, right beside the growing twins. He inflated it, stretching my

The position had the unintended benefit of displaying their asses to Weber. The redhead’s short gold skirt hugged her butt nicely. Weber hoped the driver was kinky enough to opt for the more exotic black woman. If the redhead did not make the sale, Weber would check her out more closely. He couldn’t be sure from this distance, but he hoped she wasn’t wearing a wig.

He loves the way his body reacts to her every touch and how she knows just what to do. Christie leaned to the side and opened the drawer of the bedside table. Out of the drawer, she pulled a black ballgag mounted on a leather strap. Once again she straddled him and he watched as she rubbed the ball of the gag over her labia and even briefly inserted it into her pussy. It came out wet with her juices. "You wanted a taste, well, this is your taste," she said; as she pressed the gag into his mouth and fastened the strap about his head. Vince tasted her on the gag and licked and sucked at the gag to get every drop of her luscious juices.