Hot Femboy Novels & Stories

Mark had a perfect view of that huge black cock stretching his wife's pussy lips obscenely wide. Her inner walls gripped him, creamy white pussy juice coating his shaft, he whimpered softly, as he tried to stop his hands from stroking his tiny dick. But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it.

FUCKING MY STEPSISTER My stepsister has always been calm and looks like a nerd, but the truth is I love her that way. And when I say I love her, it’s not just family love—it’s the forbidden kind that keeps me up at night. Because she’s damn hot and sexy in that quiet, unsuspecting way.

I was so fucking rigid that the bed sheets were giving me sensations. “I know you think you want my dick, but it's the heat making you do that. So we'll have to settle for other options, just to ease the burden on you. I'll make you cum in every other way until you pass out. Is that okay?” A look of shock crossed her features but she nodded in understanding. I know, a weaker man will take advantage of this, it's literally one of the reasons nature put the heat in our females, to take off all human hesitation.

I leaned forward slightly, resting my elbow on my knee. “You really don't know how lucky you are, do you?” I whispered. Of course she didn’t answer. She never did. Anna had always been like this. Soft and quiet. Even back in high school. I scoffed softly. Anna Whitmore. Now Anna Anderson My best friend from high school. The girl who'd always been just a little bit prettier than me, a little bit smarter, a little bit more popular. The girl who'd always seemed to have everything just a little bit easier.

“ Oh baby, your skin is so soft, delicate and pleasurable. I can feel myself in paradise already. Jason admits that while he kissed my body eagerly but romantically. While he goes in and out of the beaver, I cannot stop thinking about Richard. It feels so much like him. His dong feels so strong that I found myself moaning out Richard. “ I hope he did not hear that” It feels so good that he keeps sweating in his freezing chambers. Jason has always been a strong man. His strength can take him all night without getting exhausted. He goes so hard that I keep wondering if others couldn't hear us.

“Zayne, be serious. I’m not in the mood to joke around with you.” Upon hearing her words, he put down his arms in disappointment but the smile on his face remained as bright as ever. “Hattie, who made you so angry?” he asked in a girly voice. He was not only a pervert but feminine in character, not to mention bisexual. “Please act more normal. You are becoming rather gay lately,” Heather responded with a look of disgust on her face.

Tom caught a glimpse of Adrian as he passed in the hall, smiling under a waterfall of dark hair. He still couldn't believe that this guy was his hero. Deep down he'd known King Cold wasn't a girl. He didn't speak in a feminine manner or act like a girl. Pretending he thought the streamer was a girl was a ploy to stop his mates from calling him gay. 'As if they don't hero-worship big sweaty men on the football field,' Tom thought.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

She had become a full futanari, a gorgeous, possessed cheerleader with both a throbbing futa cock and a hungry, squirting cunt. Asmodea’s voice roared triumphantly in her mind: *Yes! Feel that power, my little futa whore. Now you can fuck them too.* Emily’s eyes glowed bright crimson. She looked down at her brand-new, massive cock, rock-hard and twitching and laughed breathlessly, the sound dark and seductive. “Look what you boys did to me…” she moaned, wrapping one hand around her thick futa shaft and stroking it slowly, smearing the leaking precum. “I’ve got a big cock now. And I’m going to use it on every single one of you.”

I was strangely happy to hear that. For a long time, I didn’t see myself as hot or sexy because people said I was cute. My high school life wasn’t the best for my self-esteem considering I was queer. FJ never mentioned my looks either. But over the past few weeks with Faiz, I was really starting to feel myself. I was naked a lot more, and my body was nice. And learning that men had jacked off to my body, that was a boost of confidence. Plus, I couldn’t lie; watching myself get fucked was turning me on too. I really was fucking sexy.