Giantess Ass Vore Novels & Stories

she murmured, her grip tightening on the vampire’s broad shoulders. ​"Why should I be ashamed in front of mine?" ​Killian hovered over her, his weight drawing a thin gasp from her lips. "You’ve finally accepted me. I won't waste a single second." "Be gentle this time.” ​The pale-skinned man began to trace her jawline with his lips, moving down to plant soft, lingering kisses along her smooth neck. His large, cool fingers moved with practiced agility, unbuttoning her gown one by one. ​When no fabric remained to shield her, it became clear that it wasn't just Elenor’s face that was flushed, but her entire body. Killian lowered his head between the Saintess’s thighs. His tongue began to explore

The top popped open, letting my enormous J-cup tits spill out heavily, nipples already rock-hard. I pushed the skirt down over my wide hips, revealing my bare, dripping pussy — I’d stopped wearing panties days ago. Victor’s eyes devoured every soft, curvy inch of me. I climbed onto the bed, turning around so my back faced him. Straddling his hips, I lowered my soaked cunt onto his thick cock. The stretch was insane. I moaned loudly as inch after inch of his billionaire dick split me open, filling me completely until my fat ass rested against his pelvis.

Tessa gave zero fuck as she whacked them Inhumanly on their heads. It took the giant five minutes to pry Tessa off him, and by then, his comrades were already lying motionlessly on the floor with cracked skulls. As the giant pulled her shirt then dragged her away from his face, Tessa agilely did a backflip. The sole of her right foot hit his chin hard, and as he whined in pain, she was already on her feet. “You whore! How dare you!” He was maddened by rage as she gulped down emptiness in fright.

It was a small room with mirrors surrounding us. The shop assistant rushed to measure my body size and noted everything in her book. “You have a beautiful hourglass body shape, Miss Smith. We have many dresses that will be perfect on your body.” She smiled at me. “I’ll notify our staff to prepare suitable dresses that fit with your body shape.” “Thank you,” I said. Then I returned to the main showroom. Edward’s mom pointed at probably ten or fifteen veils on the table. “Which one do you like, sweetheart? A short, middle-length, or a long one?”

He sneered, “What’s wrong now, princess? Did my face upset you?” System: [Host, get under his skin. Rile him to pieces!] My hand was bright red. “Have I ever told you that you’re expected to be a gentleman under my roof? While talking, I put my hands on him. The hard lines of his abs under my fingers were addictive, and I could not keep my hands off him. Still, I kept flinging insults. “Look. Your waist is showing. Who are you trying to seduce, dressed like that? I had to put you in your place.”

My clit feels tender as hell, still tingling as I crawl back to the bed and climb up. I position myself exactly as he wants me, cheek flat to the duvet and knees spread wide. I wonder how wet and swollen my pussy looks from behind, after the fucking he’s given me. I clench my ass over and over, trying to entice him.

She’s wearing this tiny white bikini that looks almost see through now that it’s soaked. Her breasts are full and heavy, straining against the thin fabric but it’s her ass that makes my stomach flip. It’s huge, round, and perfectly shaped, the kind of ass you see in videos but never think is real. When she bends slightly to grab her towel, it jiggles in this slow, hypnotizing way that makes my mouth go completely dry. I know I should look away but I can’t. My eyes stay locked on her body as she straightens up, water dripping from her long dark hair onto her shoulders and chest.

Zara’s Pov The girl in the mirror didn’t look like someone who had eleven days to save her enrollment. She looked like trouble. Red lips. Smoky eyes. A body poured into scraps of black lace that left very little to imagination. I held her gaze for a moment and felt the familiar pull of that quiet vertigo of looking at yourself and not quite recognizing what looks back. Eleven days, I reminded myself. Don’t think past that. I set the mascara down.

“Show me how much you love being my filthy anal slut.” The orgasm hit me like a freight train. My whole body convulsed violently as pleasure tore through me. My ass clenched rhythmically around his thick cock, milking him as I cried out, tears streaming down my face. The intensity left me shaking and sobbing. Professor Voss groaned deeply but didn’t stop. He fucked me through my orgasm, then pulled out suddenly, leaving my ass gaping and empty. “Turn around,” he commanded, his voice rough. He lifted me onto the desk, spread my legs wide, and pushed back into my ass in one smooth thrust. This new angle was even deeper. I moaned loudly as he started fucking me again with hard, fast, punishing

With the vibrator still in her ass, He pushed his huge cock into her pussy and listened as Misa screamed louder. "Oh my god!"