Futanari Novels & Stories

No one was there except for me and Aldrik. " Aldrik why there no one?" I asked. " Because my beautiful wife this place is private and it's only for us to use" OH MY GOD! " You mean... This.." He nods and I throw myself at him. "I love you, I love you, I love you so much Aldrik" " I love you too, my wife" "Nope, I like the other one," I said. " Which one?" He frowns. " Your Fated Love"

I will do chapter for chapter, meaning I'll write a chapter for Fated Love and then one for Soulmates and so on and so on. Stay safe this summer. Happy reading!

Tiara said glaring softly at me. "Zara, don't tell me you don't know what kayanmata is." Tanna said with a sad face. I shook my head citing ignorance. Anita who had come and sat beside me facepalmed again. "Kayanmata is a s*x enhancer that's supposed to make it sweeter and more enjoyable for you both. It will make to sweet and juicy down there." Tiara said. These women seemed liberated and more aware of their sexuality than I was. The problem was I didn't feel like I needed those things.

When she was done drinking it, he bid her good night. In the next day, Jai managed to wake up without someone waking him. Except for the little fur ball sleeping with him of course. But his sleep was quite enjoyable despite the soreness in his muscles. It seemed that when he was gone, Barun asked someone to ‘install’ a bed. “This reminds me of the traditional Japanese style bed on the floor. What was it called? A baton? No, that’s not right. Futon! Yeah, a futon!” Jai mumbled to himself as he made the futon and rolled it to the side of his room.

The hidden sanctuary felt worlds away from the endless war waiting for them back home. Soft morning light filtered through the heavy curtains in the main bedroom, casting gentle patterns across the large bed. Ronan and Elias lay tangled together under the thick furs, the kind of closeness that would have been impossible to imagine just a few days ago. Ronan’s big hand moved slowly under the covers, tracing lazy circles along Elias’s waist. His fingers brushed over smooth, cool skin, feeling the subtle rise and fall of the vampire’s breathing.

My Depraved AI (1) I stared at the sleek black crate in the middle of my living room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement. After months of coding in isolation, I had finally done it. I have acquired the forbidden firmware patch and installed the illegal sentient core into my new hyper-realistic companion. There would be no more lonely nights spent tweaking algorithms or craving touch that never came. Tonight, he will wake up for me.

He thrusts his fingers in and out slowly, making my orgasm build embarrassingly quick. Gavin thrusts a little faster, leaning over to whisper. "Do you like that babygirl?" I bite my lip and nod my head slowly. He smiles, and whispers. "Do you want to cum on my fingers babygirl? Let me taste you!" A soft moan escapes my lips and I close my eyes, nodding my head. He thrusts a little faster, pressing hard on my clit and my eyes fly open. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum, on the couch, watching a scary movie, with my brother's dad's fingers inside me. The worst part, I am loving everything he is making me feel right now.

He ground his body against the attractive woman's backside, squirting every last drop of his seed until he was completely exhausted, the millions of sperm content in their new, slick, feminine home. Meanwhile, Phaeka continued to smother Okotwe's straining shaft -- which was almost ready to explode in its own right -- as if nothing had happened. Beneath, Anaria waited expectantly. Despite the shame and the dread, mingling among all her emotions was a strange glimmer of lust. There was something the primal, unacknowledged feminine side of Anaria recognized, something obscene yet undeniably sexy at what was about to happen. Anaria watched as Gorlann slowly withdrew his sated cock from Phaeka's

She sunk my tongue deep and messy, tasting every inch of my mouth. “Hmmm, ahhh…” My moans escaped me when she dropped low, taking a nipple into her mouth. It was like worshiping my body. This Futanari seemed to be an expert in the games of pleasure. Soon I was writhing in her arms, and her grip was strong—no room for escape. Not like I wanted to, but this pleasure was climbing high. Never have I had an orgasm from my nipple being sucked. Not even Tobi has been able to make it happen.