Lesbian Tribbing Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Pity a poor woman like me. I have no children at my age, and now I've lost my husband to a mistress. I just wanted a chance at IVF, but that mistress had the nerve to tell me I deserved to be childless. "I tried to let it go, but I can't stand her arrogance! If every mistress acts this boldly, are the rest of us just supposed to suffer in silence? That's why I'm standing up to fight back! She lives right in this neighborhood, but the management won't let me in. I can't even get justice." I skimmed through her recent videos. In all of them, Sabrina twisted the facts and played the victim, exploiting people's hatred of mistresses to gain sympathy.

Travis looked like a woman with his small and slim body, his flawless legs would make any woman cry in envy. Leerion slowly did his job, and Travis gasped under the man’s sinful touch, this man, how could he do this to him? “Higher! Higher!” TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.) PS: I want everyone to know that Leerion and Travis' story is a bxb story and will soon be published entitled "A Twisted Desire" but on a different platfrom if you want to know just leave a comment or follow me on facebook or twitter or instagram. MapleWrit

Has your brain already come out? "It's not even possible for you to be boring, Leese." "I love missionary..." Lisa groaned, "but I'm usually more of, ummm, a cowgirl kinda girl, and doggy and reverse cowgirl and against a wall and in your lap, and bent over a desk or table..." Troy didn't stop, but slowed down considerably and laughed. "What? No rabbit position?" "I've never even heard of rabbit position, Bunny." "We get on our belly and he mounts us, on top of us, and bites the back of our neck then he passes out after two strokes inside us and we get pregnant."

He reaches under me, finds my clit, and starts rubbing tight, mean circles while the ones using my mouth and cunt set a rhythm. “Look at your husband,” the one in my mouth orders. “Don’t you fucking look away from him while we take what’s owed.” I force my streaming eyes to the armchair. My husband’s face is gray, mouth open, wrists straining against the ties hard enough that blood already beads under the plastic. He can’t look away either. They made sure of that. The fingers inside me curl and press that I moaned uncontrollably - fuck it felt good. The ones on my clit speed up. Shame and unwanted heat twist together low in my belly.

The thought made her pulse quicken, like she was holding a secret that wasn’t meant to be found. She hesitated only a moment before sitting cross-legged on the floor and flipping the cover open. Inside, in messy handwriting, was a title scrawled across the first page: “Collected Stories — From Women, For Women.” Chloe blinked. The handwriting was feminine, rushed, and almost secretive. She turned the page and read the introduction, scrawled in looping letters:

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

So I’m a witch at the moment. I don’t know why but since I found out I’m not only a werewolf I can’t seem to have the presence of more than one power. If I’m a witch then no one can sense the werewolf and vampire within me and I also can’t use their powers, which also goes to any power I have at the moment. Aron said I’m the first encounter he has with a tribrid so he is not sure if I have an issue with my core or this is just what all tribid deals with. I know for sure that hybrid can use both of their power.

“No filming. Yet. Impress us—or we post your bisexual meme pages to your moms.” Toni tossed a popcorn high, caught it in her mouth with a snap. “Checked your I***a stories” she said. “Rainbow flags. Thirst traps. Fucking each other won’t be a problem. Entertain.” Brianna licked butter from her fingers slow, eyes gleaming. “Make it gay. Make it hot. Make us wet” she said. “Or we leak your browser history—‘Twink gangbang 4K’.”

Kian moved down the line, fucking each hole, pulling out sloppy seconds for the next girl to lick clean. Mia ate Jenna’s creampied cunt while Jenna fingered Mia. Emily and Sarah 69’d, tongues buried deep, fingers in asses. Taylor and Brooke tribbed beside them, clits grinding messy. Cassie pulled me into the center. “Trib with me, baby.” Our pussies mashed, slick and hot, clits rubbing in filthy circles. “Feel how I own you?” she growled, pinching my nipples. Mia joined, sitting on my face reverse, her ass cheeks spreading as I rimmed her.

Layla let out a fresh moan, her voice raspy and tired but full of desire. They spent the next hour exploring every part of her, moving from the sofa to the soft rug on the floor. Her breasts were squeezed and kissed until they were flushed red, and her thighs were bruised from the grip of their hands. She felt like a queen in the middle of her own private storm. Every time one man finished, another was ready to take his place, keeping the fire burning bright. By the time the lights in the club started to dim and the morning was close, Layla was completely spent. She lay on the floor, her hair a mess and her body glowing with the remnants of their passion. The three men sat around her, lookin