Queen Sheba Facesitting Novels & Stories

Checking up and down the tunnel to make sure there was no one to see, I turned the knob, and opened the door, slipping inside the dim room where no lights had been lit, but my wolf eyes could still make out the form of her thanks to the light under the door and… I blinked, my heart suddenly jamming in my chest, as I took in the sights of the best and worst things together, which was impossible. Sheba was there, crouched on the bed, her ass in the air, eyes shut and one arm extended, her hand clawed into the pillow, just as I’d seen her do before. But a tall, thick male knelt behind her, his fingers digging into her hips in exactly the same way mine had too many times to count.

Koa popped up in my head. “I think so.” I smirked knowing very damn well what she was about to do. I felt Koa coming forward but not enough to force the shift. “Boy, you just fucked up. Life lesson 867, never NEVER wake a sleeping female darling.” I felt a smirk forming on my lips before Koa let out a growl with such authority that had Koda covering his ears and fighting the royal command. After about a minute, he finally knelt on one knee and bared his neck in submission. I could see the anger in his eye building more and more each second.

He stretches a little so show off the muscle mass that she loved so much. She parts her legs slowly and waits for him to move in to where he belonged, he slides in and hovers over her body, she was still eating berries without her gaze moving from him, "Will you fight or submit?" He puts the plate elsewhere, "A Queen never stops fighting, unless she can be subdued, and then again for how long can you keep her underneath?" She cups his cheeks, "for how long Ash?"

A subtle smile tugged at the corners of the queen's lips. Stacy's form trembled with each jolt of the car, but she maintained her poise, not budging an inch as she continued to scroll through her phone. The voice of authority reached her ears, causing her eyes to lift and lock onto the queen's unwavering gaze. "Stacy," the queen's tone was firm yet compassionate, capturing Stacy's full attention. "Yes, my queen."

“- Ahhhh that’s it, go on, don’t stop, fuck me harder, harder! - Ah, you filthy bitch, I am going to cum! - Not yet! Fuck me, you son of a bitch! Harder! Do not stop! - Yeah, yeah, yeah… - I am close, go as fast as you can! - Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…… - Mmmmm…. aaaaaaaahhhhh…. I am done.” My name is Andrea and I am the Futanari queen, the goddess of sex, and whomever I choose is my submissive bitch. I go to the bar where you can ask for any drink your heart desires. The bartender is a beautiful siren with beautiful blue eyes and red hair. I ask for two shots of tequila and three slices of lemon, drink it fast, and go on to the dance floor.

He asked settling himself on one of the traditional cushions not even gesturing that she could sit. "Don't mind my mannerless grandson. Have a sit, dear." The woman yawed her attention away from Sa'eed and settle it on her for the first time since they walked in. "Thanks. He really is mannerless." She couldn't stop her mouth from mumbling those words making the Queen raise her brow while Sa'eed glared at her from his position on the floor but she didn't cower and only sat down the way he did to act royal already.

If clenching the abs made the kegel weights press against Queenie’s good spot, they wanted to know how push-ups would make her feel. Equally curious, Queenie closed her feet together and instantly felt the difference. Her shocked expression made everyone curious as she squirmed a little, getting into position to do ten push-ups using her table as a support. The moment she lowered herself, London felt a throb that made her legs buckle a little. It was too much pressure against her G-spot when her stomach went taut! The observant viewers didn’t miss her quivering and unsteadiness as London completed her first push-up.