Femboy Knot の小説・ストーリー

“What can we use? Do you prefer anything in particular?” “Anything,” I said. “I’m yours.” She lingers on rope—pretty, precise—then plucks a soft bundle of cord from the wall and tosses it to Dean. “Then tie her up pretty for me.” Dean caught it easily, weighing it in his hands as his gaze settled on me. His voice dropped to a thoughtful rumble. “I know I’m doing with knots. I’ve practiced on Doe before. She’s not really into it.” “I am,” I said quickly, breathless with eagerness. “I like being bound. I like the way it feels.”

The pressure built again, unbearable. “Give me your knot,” I begged, voice cracking. “Please—I need to feel full.” Lorenzo’s control snapped. He slammed forward, forcing the thick knot past my tight ring of muscle. It popped inside with a wet sound, locking us together. The sudden fullness pushed me over the edge again. I came hard, screaming his name as my pussy spasmed violently around him. He roared, hips jerking as he flooded me with hot, thick ropes of cum. The knot pulsed, sealing everything inside, pressing relentlessly against my g-spot and keeping the pleasure rolling through me in endless waves.

"This is boring. It's just hair stuff." "Fair enough," She pulled him into her lap easily. "You know how to tie knots?" His face lit up. "Real ones?" "The realest," She produced a length of rope and soon had three boys crowded around her, showing them different knots. "This one's a bowline. You'll use it for everything, and this is a clove hitch, see? Yeah, like that, you've almost got it." Her patience seemed endless. When they got frustrated, she would just say "Try again, you're close," and when they got it right, her whole face would light up. "There you go! See? Told you."

Cum overflowed as the knot locked, her belly swelling visibly. He switched holes without mercy, pulling out and forcing his blood-smeared cock into her tight ass. The burning stretch made her scream “Daddy!” as he fucked her bowels raw, one hand choking her lightly, the other mauling her breasts until milk-like fluid beaded from her nipples due to the constant claiming.

But this was more, the ritual demanded unity. As they thrust in sync, knots swelling, the air thickened with energy. Kade's knot popped first, locking in her pussy, hot cum jetting deep. Ronan followed, forcing his into her ass, the chain beginning as their knots pressed through her walls, linking. Darius pulled from her mouth, shifting to straddle her back, his knot seeking her pussy alongside Kade's. The stretch was divine agony, two knots in one hole, Ronan's in the other, their bodies forming a tangled knot of flesh. Lila screamed around the pleasure-pain, her body yielding as Darius's knot wedged in, completing the chain: Kade and Darius knotted pussy-to-pussy through her, Ronan's ass k

The mere thought of that annoyed him. The top was a sheer bralette with crimson lace cups edged with delicate scalloping; it had thin spaghetti straps. The matching panties were in a thong style with a high-cut waistband; the front had a tiny teasing triangle of lace that barely covered anything. Especially him that had a boyish dick. It would definitely slip out from the supposed triangle coverage. The back was a slim string that would clearly vanish in his ass once he wore it. The sheer stocking clipped to a garter belt, the suspender dangled down. Rory thought he had wasted time looking and admiring the set until Nicholas voiced it.

She was finally ready to make good use of her body and I was so ready to devour every f*cking inch of it. When I didn’t hear any movement, I turned and locked eyes with her. “What are you waiting for?” I asked with a heavy dose of impatience. “Strip.” Honey sighed deeply, reaching for the knot which was fastening her robe around her curvy body. She held my gaze as she slowly untied the knot, she appeared confident, but I could sense the fear and anxiety weaving at the depth of her gaze. The robe parted at her chest, giving me more glimpses of her round breasts. My crotch tightened as my cock rubbed against my briefs, wanting to be free. A fierce desire burned hotly from within me. I wanted t

I deadpanned. “Yes, and I’m sure Miss Loveson would appreciate the... visual clarity a video demonstration provides.” “Knotting is done between bonded pairs, or those with ruts and heats. It’s to seed the man’s essence and increase the chances of pregnancy.” “That’s all true,” Rowan smirked. “But it’s more than just biology. It’s primal. Raw. Intense. I’m telling you—when you’re knotted, it’s like nothing else exists. You feel everything. The stretch, the pressure, the heat. It’s addictive.”

“Give it to me. Lock it in.” My knot was huge now. I grabbed her hips and forced it inside her tight pussy. Ruby screamed in pleasure as it popped in and swelled even bigger, locking us together. I came so hard, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her while the water poured over us. I kept thrusting as much as the knot would let me, filling her up until it started leaking out around my knot. We stayed locked like that for a long time, kissing and breathing heavy under the spray. When my knot finally went down, I pulled out and a big rush of cum ran down her legs, mixing with the water.

Well, this one is not nearly big ass enough; it is going to be far too easy. While keeping a firm eye on the door, I follow the loops that flow into each other. The rope is not thick, and fairly easy to squeeze my fingers underneath. With each knot that flows into the left, I pull it out to the right. I tuck them one by one, into left, out to the right. Slowly they start to come lose and loser. With one final pull, the complete knot comes apart, and I slip my hands out.