One Piece Self Insert Novels & Stories

“Me, Sir…you own me!” “I also own your pleasure, don’t I?” “Yes, Sir!” Just when I don’t think I can take anymore and I’m going to erupt, he pulls out of me completely. I hear the click of a cap and then something cold against the rim of my back hole before he starts to push a plug into me. It’s not as big as I have had, but it’s big enough. When I realize that he isn’t done, and he’s pushing something into my pussy as well, I try looking back over my shoulder.

River was getting so worked up watching her struggle as I owned her body. "Before I begin," I slapped her one more time, then grabbed a large self thrusting vibrating. "You need something to fill your second hole." I chuckled as I reached around her stomach and pushed a large dick inside her. Kiera's eyes widened in both pleasure and pain, her throat giving us gargled screams.

“Don’t look.” I stared at the wall, praying. For release or to be fucked to oblivion, I didn't know. And I never found out. Because something cool and smooth touched the small of my back, then slowly trailed a path down. A plug. A thick, heavy and huge plug. “You’ll wear this back to your room,” he said, calm as if discussing tomorrow’s preachings. “Every step, it’ll press right against that spot you love. Every shift, you'll feel precum roll down your thighs and you still won’t touch yourself.”

a smile appears on my face, when I suddenly compare it to Mason’s killer machine! It’s just the same size, I frown and gasp. “So this is what Mason has being thrusting into me?!” I exclaim mentally. Maybe I should do some experiment and see if this can actually fit in me. I raise my gown and pulls my panties down, I spread my legs and brings the cucumber closer to my entrance, I slowly shoves it in. My eyes grows bigger, WHAT?! IT ACTAULLY ENTERED!! So this is what Mason’s being shoving in me?! His dick is truly a killer machine!

So, this is what it feels like to touch myself? Then I felt a sharp penetrating sensation pierce my pussy and looked down to see that Zak had inserted his middle finger inside of my pussy hole. Oh my god…his finger is inside of me. It feels so oddly satisfying to have something stuck inside of my hole there. Is this happening because I want to become one with him?

I really can't hold it anymore - I said to myself. "W-What the—ekhh! W-Wait! L-Leo t-ther position..." I immediately positioned Jeanne in a side sleeping position and without waiting any longer, I immediately positioned one of her legs up onto my shoulder and then inserted my manhood into her womanhood. "Anghh! W-Wait! L-Leo feels l-deeper," said Jeanne, punctuated with moaning sounds. "Hahhh, J-Jeanne... you're really pinning me down, ugh!"

What I’m feeling. He works the weapon halfway in before the handle retreats to the very tip. I’m allowed a moment’s breath before he buries the entire part inside me. I suck in a sharp gasp and let my head fall back, no longer having the strength to watch. This is so, so fucked up. Beyond fucked up. But when the blade pulls out and sinks back in again, a noise does slip through as a wave of pleasure rocks through me. “Good girl,” he breathes. “Open wider, baby.”

“It is not that big. A bit larger than my fingers.” Slowly I insert it while giving her words of encouragement. When it is fully inside she expels a deep sigh. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I ask her and she shakes her head. I wiggle the plug slightly and she moans. I rub her clit and insert my thumb in her cunt. At the same time I pump the plug. It takes a mere minute before she’s screaming in pleasure as her orgasm hits.

Something for nights like these. I unzipped the bag slowly, savouring the soft hum of anticipation coursing through my veins. My hand slipped inside, fingers brushing against the smooth silicon surface of the rose. Pulling it out with a secret smile on my face I ran my index finger on the eight inches insertable length attached to the rose. It would help, at least for now.

It was beautiful. “You just want the hollow rod that I promised to try on you,” I reply, but I turn to the drawer where I keep them and I insert rods into both of our lengths as we step into the shower enclosure. “I want you to work it in and out yourself and let the urine coat your hand as you hold your shaft, like this.” I demonstrate and Rhett copies what I do. “Do you think you are ready for the wearable insert?” I ask. “That’s the point. I want to wear it tonight for dinner. That and the locking plug,” Rhett says.