Gender Bender Erotica Novels & Stories

Lately, I found myself drawn to that again. My browser history was full of girl-on-girl p**n. The night before, I’d watched one of two busty women sharing a massive sex toy between them, moaning into each other’s mouths, their bodies glistening with sweat. The sight had set something off inside me, pulling me toward the drawer where Matt, my dildo, waited.

Her body pressed against his, feeling the hard bulge of his cock against her stomach. He broke the kiss and spun her around, pushing her forward so her hands landed on one of the student desks in the front row. “Bend over,” he ordered, his voice low and rough. Sara did as he said, leaning over the desk. Her skirt rode up her thighs. Professor Kane flipped it up over her ass and yanked her panties down to her knees in one quick motion. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. She was dripping wet, her lips swollen and shiny with her juices.

I'm a mess, my body shaking, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Good girl," he says, his voice soft now, almost tender. "You did so well." I collapse onto the bed, my body spent, the glass dildo slipping from my hand. Benson kneels beside me, his touch gentle as he brushes a strand of hair from my face. But the tenderness doesn't last long. His eyes darken again, his expression shifting back to dominance. "That was just the beginning," he says, a smirk playing on his lips. He reaches into the bag again, pulling out a strap-on, the harness gleaming under the dim light. My eyes widen as he holds it up, the silicone dick thick and imposing.

Just a bored cashier scrolling her phone. I push the door open. Cool air, low lights, shelves lined with toys, lingerie, bottles of lube. The smell is clean rubber and vanilla. Bernie follows close behind. The door chimes softly. The cashier barely looks up. I head straight for the vibrators, swaying my hips. I pick up a thick, curved dildo—realistic, veined, about the size of Bernie's cock. I hold it up, turn to him with a wicked smile. "Think this would feel as good as you?" I ask, voice low.

Lena growled, taking control of my body in a way that left no room for hesitation. My hand moved with a brutal accuracy, the vibrator angling just so, hitting that sweet spot that had my toes curling into the sheets. My free hand fisted in the blankets, the fabric tearing under my nails as I imagined Jeremiah’s weight pressing me down, his cock sinking into me inch by agonizing inch. The phantom stretch burned—too much, too thick—but Lena wailed. “Take it,” and suddenly it wasn’t my fingers anymore but ‘his,’ calloused and demanding, spreading me open for him.

CERENA|| "Beg me" he said to me as he teased the toy around my clit repeatedly, making my back arch into him. "No, I don't want the vibrator anymore, I want you instead" I said to him as I tried to unbuckle his belt but he grabbed my hands on his belt before I could. "Cerena, you know how to get what you want, so just use your words" He said to me. It turned me on so much when he made me beg for him. Reid was the only man I’ve ever been with who could make me wet just by looking at me alone.

"Open it." Anna knelt, the concrete cold through the thin fabric of her dress. Her fingers trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy lid. Inside, on a bed of black velvet, was an array of objects that made her breath catch in her throat. There was a small, silver vibrator, sleek and modern. A string of five smooth, black glass beads, each one slightly larger than the last. A black, silicone butt plug with a flared base and a sparkling purple jewel at the end. And a small, curved dildo made of pale pink glass. It was a toolkit for debauchery.

So I made do. I carried my toys into the living room, set everything on the coffee table, and connected my laptop to the television. I queued up one of my favorites. A leather-clad goddess had a man tied to a cross, weeping softly as she dragged her crop down his trembling body. He wore pale pink panties and a collar. It was perfect. I lined up my tools like a surgeon preparing for an operation—nipple clamps, lube, two dildos, and my favorite black vibrator.

A thick bit gag was placed between her teeth, enchanted to muffle her screams just enough that she could still beg clearly. Mira attached fresh clamps to Giselle’s already sensitive nipples, these ones vibrated and delivered tiny electric shocks on a random timer. Selene slid a large, inflatable plug into her ass, slowly pumping it larger until Giselle felt impossibly full and stretched. Lena positioned a powerful wand vibrator directly against her swollen clit, securing it with more rope so it could not be dislodged. Valeria added the final touch: a thick, ridged dildo enchanted to thrust on its own, buried deep in Giselle’s dripping cunt and set to a slow, teasing rhythm. All four women st

ARI sexual scene ahead As much as I wanted to go back and take control, I felt myself go slack in Gabe’s arms as we rushed into the first open room we could find. It was a little bathroom for women with babies. My clothes were on the floor the moment the door closed and I was on Gabe like white on rice.