Hung Femboy Novels & Stories

If he expected, he didn't show it, because he quickly sat down and kept staring at me in silence. When I stared at Hazz, I couldn't help but remember the years in that difficult life. Hazz was a kid only two years older than me. He became a big-headed teenager with strange knees, who never caught the attention of girls. I was the handsome brother, stallion, and I was always in trouble. After we moved to the city, he continued to be weird, but gained that genetic inheritance over the years. Two years ago, he already looked strong, although he didn't play any sport, but now he seemed even more.

“I mean, the job was for the position of a girlfriend, so that’s checking out the merchandise for you. Not that I’m innocent. I’m fine. But if this is like… something a man and a woman do like… something I haven’t seen yet except in movies…”What the hell am I babbling about? “I’m saying I haven’t done the ‘how’ of this play ever yet.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” “No. I have a dildo in my room, that’s the best that I can say.” I even said that proudly, because that couldn’t be more embarrassing than saying I hadn’t had a boyfriend in my twenty-one years. “No, I’m not a lesbian either.”

Why was he assuming my boss was a 'he'? I laughed, knowing exactly what he meant. It was funny how we had this weird code for the guys we met or, in some cases, had been involved with. SB was Sexy Boy, HB was Hot Boy, PF was Perfect Fantasy, F* was Fuck Boy, and FTB stood for "Fun to Be With". FTP was using for the kind of guys who brought out your wild side. "Come on, tell me," he insisted, lightly tapping my chest. I smirked, Silvio’s face flashing in my mind, especially the memory of his shirt, unbuttoned just enough to bless my eyes with the sight of his chest. And I wasn’t kidding when I said he looked sexy.

The show starts and we watch Sky perform with Sid, Sky being tied up in intricate rope patterns and suspended so Sid can flog his ass raw. "He's really sexy," Tanner signs and I notice his cock has hardened in his little shorts. "He's lovely too, you'd do well to make friends with him," I say as I feel myself getting harder too. Sky is one of the hottest boys here, he's trans too which means he has a pussy and small tits. He's a very feminine guy and said he doesn't want any surgery or hormones to transition. I've fucked him many times, in the past and even had a little crush on him, but it never went further than friends with benefits.

"Mr. Fleming, I've suddenly realized you're quite humorous. And you're handsome too, exactly my type. How about marrying me? I'll give you ten sons." Dominic laughed. "Sure. Take your clothes off right now, and I'll give you my body." The people nearby immediately perked up. This was the eldest daughter of the Andersons of Daryon. That face. That figure... Genevieve glanced at him and said coyly, "Mr. Fleming, you're awfully generous, aren't you? I'm about to become your wife, yet you still want other men looking at me. Don't tell me you have a cuckold fetish and want to be the poor husband?"

The rumors I’ve overheard today are insane. Apparently girls practically throw themselves at the three male heirs constantly. Begging for attention. Begging to be noticed. Begging to hook up with them. It’s unbelievable. I mean..Okay. If they all look like Jasper Ashwyck, I understand the hysteria a little. The fae heir looked like an actual fantasy come to life. But still. Some dignity would be nice.

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

“You are so annoying, Dave! I want you to understand how difficult this is for me!” “Okay... okay, Rose! I'm sorry!” “You're enjoying this!” “I am absolutely not enjoying being attacked!” I gave his hair another tug, and he winced dramatically. “I'll help you with everything, okay? You don't have to do anything difficult anymore... I'll take care of you.” “Good.” “Ouch... Rose, I'm going bald!”

Andy embarrassedly touched her nose and suddenly became gloomy. “You don’t have to remind me of that. I know that I’m a tomboy with no feminine charm.” Seeing the carefree Andy suddenly becoming upset, Baby Robbie quickly consoled her. “Don’t be upset, Sis Andy. Truthfully, you look extremely feminine. As long as you put on a little makeup, you’ll be popular among thousands of handsome men.” Andy’s eyes lit up, and her confidence was boosted. “Really?”

He was about 3 feet tall and had a glaring blood-red rose tattoo that ran from his upper to lower abdomen, just below his sex and even more blinding—he was naked. "Here, let's cover you up shall we?" Feral stated with a smile as he pulled off his upper garment covering up the naked little gnome. The cute thing probably not used to a more humane form or still thinking of itself as a cat leaned in and gave Feral a full-on slurp on his cheeks to his surprise. Feral's eyes widened as he glanced at the little gnome beaming its large red eyes at him and couldn't help bursting into shrieks of adoration as he tortured the little creature's cheeks.