Futanari Visual Novels & Stories

As Finrir watched with perfect clarity, finrir cried, pearly white tears of happiness seeped from his eyes dispersing into the water, witnessing his hopes and dreams materialize before his very eyes. After taking a long moment to absorb the depth of Tritan's commitment to their forming bond, Finrir gently pulls his hand away from Tritan's grasp. Tritan waits, sitting in Finrir's lap, anticipation coursing through his veins as he awaits Finrir's response. Aware of Tritan's inability to see in the deep gloom that surrounds them, Finrir moves slowly and deliberately. He takes Tritan's wrist in his hand, guiding it to his mouth, palm facing down. With the utmost care, Finrir allows the sharp poi

Gosh I almost lost it back there, Nora is so annoying! Mom words popped up on my head. •Be careful Zara. Do not get into trouble• I sighed and bit my lower lip, I was about to twist the door knob and leave when I heard footsteps. I turned gently to see the blue haired cutie stepping out from a door. The upper buttons of his shirt are opened, showing his chest. Waiting a sec......what was he doing here?. This is a female restroom. As soon as I thought of that, the sassy queen bee stepped out of the same door Negan came out from.

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. "You can open your eyes now," Her words reach my ears when I've... settled into position on the bed. I blush, then breath deeply at the feeling of seeing again as my eyelids go open. I'm blinking to adjust my vision while she trails her hands softly over my hips, tracing the bands of my panties.

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.

Fanny let out a sigh involuntarily, parting her lips. Valter hummed in satisfaction. Oh, she would do. She was responsive and a woman who got intimate with herself a lot. He slipped a finger in between her parted lips. Fanny wrapped her lips around his finger, tasting the saltiness of his skin. Her eyes closed, her thighs pressed hard together. She hadn't come here to fuck the guy; she had come to pose for a picture, for goodness sake. Valter withdrew his fingers and a small cry of protest almost slipped from her lips. Almost.

Nebula, her connection to nature tingling, whispered, "This place isn't just watching us; it's guiding us. We're its chosen guests." Lyria, the eternal guide, pointed to a mural depicting a cosmic dance, "This mural, it speaks of balance, of cosmic forces intertwining." Eldric, the scholar, excitedly took notes, "These revelations will reshape our understanding of the realms. Our quest is rewriting history." Sasha, her intuition ablaze, added, "We need to translate the realm's intent. It's trying to communicate with us through these images." Maris, his sword poised for any threat, warned, "We're on the verge of profound discovery, but danger may lurk in the shadows."

By the time they turn the next corner, they come to a sliding stop at the scene before them. Fredrick and Nicolas look past Vlad, who seems to be fighting himself to the male behind him, only that male seems to have a female pinned between him and the wall. Fredrick's eyes lock with the same beautiful blue eyes that he has been looking into every day and evening for over a month.

"I see it as stupid, I can't see why anyone would spend their life stuck with a mate." Something about her, Ariadne radiated energy. My eyes still remember every ounce of her features; her porcelain face, her peachy lips, her light eyes as if carved out of crystal pellets—familiar. I felt my wolf growl at the back of my neck while we were together, the urge to mark her but I restrained myself, after a night with her, I have gotten oddly attached to Ariadne. I made a mental note of what she would look like, beside me, so many thoughts were churning in my head.

“Good. Because it turned me on too. Seeing you like this, trusting me completely, giving yourself over to my control.” His finger finally slides inside me and I arch my back, pulling against the restraints. “That’s it. Pull all you want. You’re not going anywhere.” He adds a second finger, pumping slowly while his thumb finds my clit. “I’m going to make you come just like this first. With my fingers. Want to feel your pussy squeeze me.” He sets a steady rhythm, curling his fingers on each stroke. I’m already close, wound tight from the anticipation. “Come,” he commands.