Knotted Penis Novels & Stories

Knox's gut twisted into a knot and his throat tightened. "It's huge, mate," A big thick veiny dick was just on bright display on his screen, standing hard and curved up—offensively so. Knox's eyes tracked back to the screen and he stared at the round pink tip. He couldn't help trailing down the side with an anguish unknown. It was thick, more so than long but yet it seemed massive from the angle Victor took the picture.

"And the... the Knot? Can that happen with a human?" Maya let out a short, sharp laugh. "It can, but it’s rare. A knot is usually a response to a Loba’s heat. Since Alessia doesn't have a wolf-cycle, Vincent’s body won't feel that specific biological 'trigger.' He’ll have much more control than, say, a certain blonde rebel who can't even look at his mate without his heart skipping a beat." "Hey!" Félix protested, though his blush deepened.

“It’s going to lock us together. You’ll feel me for hours.” He let out a sharp gasp as my cock swelled inside him, knot thickening, stretching him open even more. His body tried to push me out—but I held him still, fucking him through it until the knot caught and I locked in place with a brutal final thrust. We both froze—him shuddering under me, me biting into his neck with a deep growl as I came again, thick ropes of cum spilling deep into him, more than before, hot and possessive. My knot pulsed with every spasm of release, sealing us together.

Thank you ALL for hanging in there while I finished “The Butterfly Knot.” What a hell ride it has been, let me tell you. I remember when I first started writing this novel. My life was so much different back in September of 2020. I was involved in a poly triad, and realized I didn’t fit into their equation. I’m one of the original partners, and ended my seven year relationship so my EXs could be together.

It locked them together, making it impossible for her to move or pull away. As the knot held them fast, he began to pulse inside her. It felt endless, thick jets of hot cum blasting straight against her cervix. She looked down and saw her lower belly visibly rounding with the sheer volume he was forcing into her. It was too much for her body to hold; the excess began to force its way out around the sides of the knot. Dirty, grayish streams ran down her backside, pooling on the desk in a messy, humiliating display.

He pushes his fingers through his own hair, which is wet with sweat, and his chest is still beating very fast, like he is yet to catch his breath. “I know I am not supposed to do that. Damn it. I just could not hold back anymore. I lost all my self-control.” He added. I lie there, feeling tired and warm as I notice his cum run down my thigh. A strange mix of happiness and vulnerability fills me. Before I can say anything, he gets up quickly. Even though he still looks affected by what just happened, he moves with purpose. He walks into the bathroom and comes back a moment later holding a small packet of Postenol, an emergency contraceptive pill.

Take all of it. With one final hard thrust the knot popped inside. It swelled even bigger once it was past the tight ring locking them together completely. Leo screamed into the ground. The feeling was too much. Full beyond anything he had ever known. The knot pressed right against his prostate and rubbed it with every small move.

Cum overflowed as the knot locked, her belly swelling visibly. He switched holes without mercy, pulling out and forcing his blood-smeared cock into her tight ass. The burning stretch made her scream “Daddy!” as he fucked her bowels raw, one hand choking her lightly, the other mauling her breasts until milk-like fluid beaded from her nipples due to the constant claiming.

We'd discuss marking next time. She looked up at me, and concern washed over her face. "I know this is kind of awkward to ask about now, but...you weren't knotted, were you?" I rolled my eyes. "Did you not pay attention to sex ed? You can't knot unless a female is in heat. And trust me, you and I would know if I was knotted." "Oh. Sorry." "Sorry. I didn't mean to sound dickish." "It's okay. You were just being a silly goose."

It was a surprise for us, too, and I couldn’t believe he had done something like it while going through all the classes and leading his faction. “Knotting in werewolves can be understood as a biologically adaptive copulatory mechanism, wherein an erectile bulbus glandis at the base of the phallus temporarily swells to ensure prolonged intromission, thereby maximizing reproductive success through sperm retention—an evolutionary trait optimized for species with high competition and instinct-driven pair bonding,” he ended. The classroom was silent for a moment before our classmates burst into curt cheers. Just then, Miss Loveson stood up and clapped her hands together.