Gay Beastiality Stories Novels & Stories

“Fuck yes! I love your dick daddy. Your dick makes me so happy!” “Daddy is happy to hear that.” He laughed out loud and increased his thrusts, making me flinch and my legs having mad tremors. “Now i want to join in the fun, Grey.” “Well, her pussy is not being fucked now.” “True.” Peter put his dick in my mouth and after a couple of blow jobbing, it was erect now. He moved to where Grey was fucking me, and slowly inserted his dick into my pussy. I taught it was a myth. I remember Heather telling about her first three soem and how one guy was fucking her anus while the other was fucking her vagina. I thought she was making things up ir she was lying.

⚠️Content Disclaimer: This story contains graphic depictions of explicit sexual acts, including oral sex, anonymous encounters, public restroom settings, gloryhole scenes, multiple partners, and themes of sexual degradation, exhibitionism, and female submission. The content is intended for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. All characters depicted in sexual situations are consenting adults over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior.

That bastard didn't help you if he just wanted to have you for himself as a sex slave! "The only person who wanted me as his sex slave is the High priest!! What do you think that special gift means for some of us who turn 21, huh you don't know do you!!.....They force us to have sex with them and then tell us that now we are finally a real woman or man!.....it's disgusting Mark and wrong, it's rape!!! That's why i run and they man I'm with keeps me save and love me for who i am and i love him for who he is so don't talk bad about my man Mark because you are not half a man he is!! Now leave me alone!!"

I know that they are not human. They are the werewolves. We are doomed.

I was greedy enough to bask in it. “There’s no way he said that!” I exclaimed, shaking my head at the audacity of some boys. “Oh, he definitely did,” Bianca snickered. “And he was serious. He wanted me and my ex-girlfriend to make out for his entertainment. As far as he was concerned, lesbians exist to turn men on. He reduced an entire sexuality into a fetish, and he was too tone-deaf to even realize it.” “This world is filled with guys who gouge themselves on lesbian porn, yet those same guys would swear up and down that girls loving girls is not a real thing.”

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.

Fuck, they’re going to make me beg. “Please,” I whisper, then louder, “Please, can I cum?” “Are you going to act up again?” the Gentleman asks, cool and sharp. “No, sir.” “Perfect,” the Beast growls. “That’s what we like. Now cum all over my cock.” He starts grinding up into me again, deep, slow, and filthy. “Head up, baby, don’t want the audience missing a thing,” the Jester murmurs, giving the chain a sharp tug. My gasp is instant, the sting flooding through me. His fingers don’t stop working my clit, just keep circling tighter and tighter.

Jake made me lie on my back with my legs up and pushed two fingers into my pussy, fucking their mixed loads back inside me. “Keep it in there,” he ordered. “We want it to take.” I was shaking. My body was exhausted. But I was also more turned on than I had ever been in my life. They stayed for hours after that. They made me clean their cocks with my mouth. They fucked my ass again while my pussy leaked cum. They took turns pissing on my tits and in my mouth while I knelt in the shower. They recorded videos of me begging them to breed me.

The casual touches, the long stares when he came home sweaty from work I thought I’d hidden them better. “What were you watching exactly?” he pressed. “Tell me.” I swallowed hard. “Gay p**n. Older guy… taking control. Big cock. Making the younger one submit.” Max’s eyes darkened. I glanced down involuntarily and saw the thick outline of his cock straining against his jeans. He was hard. My own dick throbbed in response, pressing uncomfortably against my shorts. “Stand up,” he ordered. “Drop the shorts. Show me how you were touching yourself last night.”

They made me cum so many times I lost count. They pissed on me once — Sophia first, then the others, marking me while laughing. They made me thank them after each orgasm. They took pictures on their phones. They wrote filthy words on my body with lipstick they found in the car: “Free Use,” “Cum Dump,” “Mafia Whore.” By the time the sun started to dip lower, I was a complete wreck — lying exhausted on the blanket, body trembling, covered in their juices, dirt, and marks. Sophia crouched beside me and stroked my hair almost gently.