Gay Beast Stories の小説・ストーリー

It is kind of lonely because I haven't found a lot of new friends yet, but I kept in touch with the boys online. I love having my own place. I can walk around naked. Watch porn without headphones. And I even bought a fleshlight so I can practice for the real deal. Im gay by the way. The boys know but we haven't talked much about it And one day, in the middle of a masturbation and smoking weed session, someone starts banging on the door "Open up asshole!" I hear Blake roar Worried that they were gonna wake up my landlord upstairs, I quickly threw on some clothes and shoved my lubed up boner into some pj pants and covered my bottle of lube and fleshlight with a old shirt

Sarah’s hand lazily traced circles on my stomach, her full breasts pressed against my side. But the hunger in her eyes hadn’t faded. “Not done yet, baby girl,” she whispered, leaning over to kiss me deeply. Her tongue claimed my mouth as her hand slid down to cup my mound, two fingers slipping easily into my drenched cunt. I moaned into the kiss, hips twitching. Jake watched us with dark eyes, slowly stroking himself back to full hardness. “You two are insatiable.” Sarah smiled against my lips. “Watch this.” She rolled me onto my back and climbed on top in a perfect sixty-nine, her thick ass and dripping pussy hovering right above my face. “Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter

"After a young, stunning cheerleader catches her boyfriend cheating, Bianca's devious friends devise a plan to help her get revenge. Little does she know, the plan involves her making out with a grotesque, obese older man. The plan takes a turn for the worse when innocent kissing leads to passionate, mind-blowing sex as Beauty fucks the Beast.

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

Kayla was in pain, but her pleasure built and overcame the pain, drawing her to yet another peak. The orgasm was the most violent moment for a dom-hybrid beast that hadn't mated for long. The intense, uncontrolled, and ineluctable peak of pleasure triggered a strong reaction from the beast. The beast would struggle to come forward and take control. The impulse to transform would tend to overcome him. Anthony couldn't afford to let her see the beast. He could not let his claws dig into her thighs.

A secret I kept close to my chest. And if this date turned out to be a hit, I had to make sure to pop my meds. Without them, I'd go from zero to insatiable for sex in no time. But before anything got hot and heavy, I'd be running away and to my bed to ride out the nausea and cramps. Fuck, it was like having the flu, and an unexpected outcome was the total suppression of my “Listen, I don't think it's a good idea for you to see this guy," Gail warned, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of fear and concern. "Those groups you're into, they're crawling with wannabe killers. Just promise me you'll leave if anything feels off. No going back to his place or anything like that, okay?"

"𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢, 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯, 𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔱, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰—𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢." — 𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫. Fucking a stranger in the washroom of a hospital while my classmate’s stepfather lay dying in the ER has to be my worst sin. But let me back up a bit, because this story starts with a bang—well, not that kind of bang.

The night we confirmed my pregnancy, I just leaned against Kael and wished for a healthy baby. When Liliana came to visit with expensive gifts, inviting me to a private family island for "rest," I suspected nothing. I never imagined it was the beginning of my hell. They said I gave birth to a monster. Born in wolf form, with blood-red eyes and razor-sharp fangs. His coarse fur stank of a wild beast. He was a demon, a curse. Kael tried to protect me, but he was executed for it. He was burned to ash under the morning sun.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

It was messy, loud, and he convulsed in pleasure beneath him. Just as they collapsed in a heap of sweat, and semen, the bed broke beneath them. “Shit,” Jesse laughed. “We just broke the last bed in Nebraska.” Marcus rolled onto his back, panting. “Worth it.” A group zombie groaned outside the window, while they caught their breaths slowly falling asleep. Jesse turned his head. “Hey Marcus?” “What?” “I’d totally let you do that again. Just saying.” Marcus reached over, pulled Jesse close, and whispered in his ear; “I'll be sure to fuck the hell out of you.”