Futanari Story Novels & Stories

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including BDSM elements (bondage, gagging, blindfolding), rough sex, oral sex, facials, and power imbalance dynamics. While consent is present, it explores themes of submission and vulnerability. Have fun lovliessss. CHAPTER ONE “What is it, Ronan? C’mon, you can tell me.”

he growled, kicking my legs apart. I obeyed, water running down my back. His cock rubbed between my ass cheeks, thick and hot. “Ryan... condom?” I asked, voice shaking. “Raw. Like I promised.” He spat on his hand, slicked his cock, and pushed the fat head against my hole. “Gonna breed this stepbrother ass.” He thrust in hard. The stretch burned like fire as he sank deep in one long stroke. I cried out, the sound echoing off the tiles.

"Hillian told me everything about you. How you look when you cum. How long you’ve been untouched by the old man. How you touched yourself in his room that day. I listened to every word he told me." My throat had gone dry by now, I looked from one face to the other. Hillian squeezed my hands. "I’m asking you again. Do you want this? From both of us." I should have said no, I should have stood up and walked out. Instead I let my body answer first, I could feel myself getting excited. I had never had sex with two people before. It had always been a fantasy I kept private, but now it was standing in front of me actually playing out in real time. "Yes," I whispered.

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.

She handed Luna Marquee the first note and letter from Canon. The door opened again, and in walked Declan, Dane’s Bata. “No, one was at the packhouse. I had to be told by an Omega you guys were here. What is up?” “Stasia, and Marc are fated mates. I told you so, Max and you owe me 50 bucks. Alpha Dane apologized to Stasia, in a submission fashion. For him being a total asshat last night. She totally let him go. Didn’t even use the power to make him do the chicken dance. Your Luna is genius, but none of us except Stasia knows why?” Asher stated super-fast. Only pausing to get a breath. “Stasia has agreed to run naked with Marc’s wolf, if his wolf will stop sending pornographic images to

He knew he wouldn't be perfect and that he couldn't completely replace her mother but watching her react so happily to even the littlest things made him satisfied and proud. "Now gather round children," Layla, Fredrick's younger sister called out to the kids dancing around the bonfire. As expected, they all gather around, eager to hear what aunt Layla had to say. Layla had grown a habit of telling stories to children and she never failed to tell them every kind of story there is to tell. "Aunt Layla tells us the story of the bad wolves!" Six year Adria and daughter of the current Beta, shouted eagerly. "Yes Layla, you promised to tell us the story of the bad wolves today." Aria, Adria's twin

A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors. At the reign of king Ziba of Arisee (the notorious one) slaves were made of their brother clan, they haunted them like animals and subjected their entirety to the mines, farmyards, or the king's palace as workers. A free borne never had anything to do with a slave. It was a sacrilegious act to be seen with one, a taboo that the offense meant death or stigmatization from the rest of the clan. What will hap

Typical sad story. “Right. You are quite sharp, Your highness.” Manik said. ”As you can see, life is like Doujin. Some got convenient talents that make their life as sweet as Vanilla Doujin and some got cursed that make their life as painful as NTR. The warmth of affection and the pain of seeing your partner getting reaped by the one she loves most deep within her heart.” Manik is raising both of his arms. ’the stories in Doujins are the depiction of our lives! The sweetness of Vanilla and the rottenness of NTR! We worship them by collecting and translating them here to realize them to be grateful for the gifts and the curses they have! This is it, HARASHO!” Manik exclaimed. “If you make a D

Valerie said. “Duly noted” I said and Amelia scoff. What is her problem with me?. “Can I meet the kids?” I asked but when she was about replying me a woman walk in. “Good afternoon Luna” Valerie said. Caden is mated to an old beautiful woman? That little piece of shit… Why does he want to here when he is already mating with another woman? “And who might this be?” The woman asked. “C-Ca-Caden’s ehmmm” Valerie starts to stutter as she try to find a proper way to address me while me on the other hand is trying hard not to laugh.

I nodded lightly, and he smiled. Holding my neck and a little of my breath, he hit deep against my uterus. His cock set me on fire and made the walls of my core open for him. Everything became his. The horniness corrupted me. The fetish of being restrained, of having something rough, but controlled, left me with my head spinning and a smile in my mouth. I had never let a man do that to me. I've never had enough confidence or desire. But, fuck, Pablo was another story.