Ftm Sex Novels & Stories

There was no way I'd snitch and end up getting in trouble too. She eyed me suspiciously, rubbing her wet fingers against my nightwear. "Scram if you're going to be a prude. I don't need any bad energy." My feet didn't move, it was as if I was pinned to the spot. Fatima resumed her position, circling her swollen clit, parting her cunt for the sleazy eyes of the men. She sucked back her nipple into her mouth, suckling noisily as the men on screen wanked harder.

THEMES: Nightclub, Lesbian love, LGBTQ, Dom- Sub energy, bodily discovery, Funatari. KINKS: Belt play, Foot play, foot fuck, Tit play, Tit fuck, Dirty talk, Size tease, Eye contact control. LESSY'S POV "Use your feet." I gulp at that, "My... ffe... feet." "Yes love, use your feet just like you would use your hands on my cock." I swallow again, this... is a new thing to me; I've never met anyone with a feet fetish before.

Combined with his russet hair and deep blue eyes, his looks were possibly the most unusual of the three. She felt Rhett or Heath’s hand on her thigh, flooding her with their experience of each other, confusing her senses so that she was unsure for a breathless moment who was f-king whom, all of Triquetra taking up residence in her head, and each involved in something decadently sexual. Cameron moaned into her mouth, his eyes closing. “Yes. Oh, yes. F-k,” he ground out as she came. “F-k,” he repeated, and she felt him follow, the throb of his c-ck within her as he strained out his seed.

“That’s f-king good.” Heath reached between Cameron’s legs with his other hand and cupped his balls. “I bet I can make you come in ten strokes,” he teased Cameron. “I dunno, I’ve come twice already.” Rhett tossed his cigarette butt out the window and grinned as he brought the lube over, slickening his fingers. He knelt between Heath’s legs and used his fingers to penetrate Cameron’s arse. “F-k,” Cameron’s eyes opened, and he shot a grin over his shoulder. “F-king bastards.”

Our tongues danced together, and he tasted himself on my mouth and made a happy noise of contentment. “I want you to fuck me,” I breathed into his mouth. “How long will you need before you’re ready again?” I fisted his wet cock in my hand, squeezing both of our juices. “Two minutes max,” he said, breathless, cupping my pussy. “Would you like me to take your pussy or your ass, Faye?” I laughed, throwing my head back and meeting Sean’s steel chest. He was already up, clasping me from behind. His cock rubbed against my ass while Carter was rubbing his own dick against my pussy. I was sandwiched between them, and I never wanted the moment to end. It was the best thing that had ever happened to m