Marble Mouthed Novels & Stories

" shouldn't it be obvious, don't you recognize my voice?" " your voice?" the voice was indeed very familiar, if she didn't know better she will think it was the same as the voice in the marble. The similarity was eery. " are you...? No, it can't be you " "Why can't it be me? it is me " " Marble is male " "So am I!" " Are you?" the man was truly trying to contain himself, he didn't want to act violently toward the girl in case he scared her away.

I wanted this to be special for both of us, I wanted to give her the greatest pleasure she could ever have. I began to create an imaginary path with my mouth from her breasts to her crotch; I kissed her pubic bone as she spread her thighs and her scent of woman and arousal hit me in the most erotic possible way. “Mark!” She screamed when she felt my tongue in her most sensitive place and without stopping for a second, I started to love her with my mouth, recording in my brain every sound she released from her lips, making me feel the luckiest man for making her enjoy so immensely.

I walked away as fast as I could as I felt like I needed to put some distance between us. *** I was almost out of the campus when someone else stood before me, blocking my path. I looked up and saw the guy from earlier, Mike. Ugh…what does he want? "Hey, Marina. I'm glad I caught you," he said and flashed me a big smile. "Why?" I looked at him suspiciously. "I wanted to say sorry about earlier. You know…about my lipstick comment," he said. I watched him closely. He looked genuinely apologetic. He wasn't as bad as I thought he was.

They’re paws. Large. White. Covered in shimmering silver fur. My breath stutters. I try to scream, but what comes out instead is a low, animalistic whine. “No… no, no, no…” My voice echoes inside my head, but my mouth doesn’t move the way it should. Because I don’t have a mouth. I have a snout. Panic slams into me like a tidal wave. I twist, stumbling back—too fast, too strong. My body isn’t moving the way I expect it to. My legs feel longer. Lighter. Stronger.

Marcus’ hands are balled into fists at his sides, and I can feel his eyes on me now. I was confident sooner or later my pussy would fit him, that’s what it’s built to do, but my mouth is another matter. I’m not a python, I can’t unhinge my jaw and by the looks of this thing I may require that ability to achieve this. I don’t have a very big mouth. This was proven when Vitali and I competed over who could fit the most grapes in their mouth; he won of course, and now I think I know why. As my hands stroke him firmly I suck the tip of his dick and flick the slit with my tongue.

Adam had only seen women who either dressed like whores to attract him at parties, so they’ll become the most feared mafia’s wife or women who wanted to kill him. A boy in wheelchair approaches Mariah, her mom’s the one pushing it. He looks like he’s 8. Adam lowers the car’s window to hear their conversation. “Hey there, cutie! How have you been?” Mariah says with a big smile on her face. This is the first time Adam has seen her smile. She looks pretty when she smiles. Not only a smile is formed by her lips, but her eyes smile as well. “Hi, Dr.Mariah!” Her mom is the first one to speak and Mariah nods and she continues,

A shiver shot up my spine at once, followed by a very pleased moan. The thumb kept dipping and un-dipping, and before I knew it, my head was thrown back with breathy moans slipping through. The whole time, Marshall had his eyes completely on my face, as if studying my every reaction. He slipped the thumb out and I felt a mix of pain and relief. "Quite messy." He said it like a remark, bringing the mess to my face. I stared down at the thumb waiting at the door of my lips, and then I did what I knew he wanted: I closed my mouth around it.

I don’t bother pulling away; the twenty-three-year-old guy would bawl like a child whose toy was taken away if I did. “Get off me, you giant infant,” I said, trying my hardest to shrug him off me. He pulls away, grumbling. “Now, please tell me that the Marcus guy is still alive. I know how gym crazy you can get.” “Oh, who’s that?” The idiot asks, his hands on his waist. “You should totally come check out the new cat I adopted. Her name’s Marbles…because she has heterochromia… and she is the best thing to ever exist!”

Letta could only grip Marco's shoulders tightly. She was even powerless to resist as Marco thoroughly indulged in playing with her. Letta felt Marco begin to slip his tongue into her mouth, entwining their tongues, feeling the warmth of his oral cavity and the strong sensation of Marco's advances. Letta could only close her eyes as Marco bit her lower lip and released it. Marco clearly observed how Letta's face flushed with the pain she endured.

She swallowed hard, jerking her head back and forth as she met Jerry’s quick punching jabs. Jerry’s balls rumbled as Grace massaged them. His dick throbbed as she sucked and chewed. His eyes bulged and his rubbery lips quivered and drooled as he fucked her hot sucking mouth with his ready-to-explode dick. “Cum,” Marika mumbled. Her eyes were bright with desire. “Cream Mommy’s mouth.” She moaned, her own pussy twitching for a dick. Grace jerked her head, her lips gliding along his dickshaft. She whipped her tongue over his pisser as he jerked back, then chewed as he fucked forward.