Hot Femboy Novels & Stories

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

She had a silly grin on her face. Guillame laughed but Jószef looked entirely confused. "Hot? I feel comfortable, not hot at all." Karen and Cole looked at each other and burst out laughing. "Hot means sexy. The females will be swarming around you like bees in a hive." Karen thought Jószef's bewildered look was adorable. The females would really be flocking around him. She was starting to get used to the free sexuality in the pack. But at the same time she was grateful she had her mate already.

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.

“You fucking sluts and thinking you can turn a guy because you think your pussy is magical. Get over it; it ain’t gonna happen.” She huffs and gets to her feet. “It's not fucking fair; why is it all the hot guys are always gay?! We’ve got assholes too, you know! What's so good about fucking a guy’s asshole anyway?!” She exclaims and literally stomps her feet like a child. Her rant is steadily drawing a crowd, and not in the right way.

She is the kind of trouble, I ,for the life of me, can not stay away from. She is like my favourite kind of trouble. -Unknown. |L O R E N Z O| She stands like a fucking fairy between these fuckers who all eye her with the same intention, they have no right to even think of. The urge to punch all of them in the face and to pluck there eyeballs out of those socket, solely, for the reason for looking at what's mine, like that.

An unforgettable sex was always done with those who did not care about the dirt of sex until exhaustion, with the excessive heat and disheveled hair, and not even with spanking in the ass and hair pulls. Women who surrendered easily to that were the best in the world. And I loved the bbws. Because they used to like something stronger during the H hour. Not to mention everything there was to play during the act. I had an intimate speech that chubby women were like pots of honey, where you could smear and delight for long hours, without ever getting sick. And it was my favorite type, besides the type that my radar attracted the most. Throughout my life, I've never been with a thin and model gi

I’m Jasmine, a 19-year-old femboy, and this is the story of how I became Ren’s submissive plaything. It all started when Ren and I met online, bonding over our shared interests in BDSM and strap-on play. We clicked instantly, and before long, we were planning to meet up and take our virtual fantasies to the real world.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Our sex is so intense today. “Edward…I’m cumming…make me cum…please!” I begged him for my release. I wanted to cum now. My body felt so hot and my pussy felt like it was burning. My body convulsed and I screamed as my climax hit me. My legs shook as my pussy twitched around his thick fingers.

Beauty looked at her. A pervert like Jessie must be higher than she. “20?” “No girl! So stop blaming yourself, if he is going to see you as a whore for just having three failed relationships then he isn't even better. Like I told you earlier hot guy must be a bottom with many body counts”. “So he is really gay?” Beauty asked disappointingly. “Well, not confirmed yet, but he gives off that vibe with his looks”. “How? He isn't feminine”. Beauty replied. “Well, he is a combination of feminine and masculine because his face is too pretty for a man, so I have to judge that."