Novel & Cerita Real Femdom Stories

He started fucking her with long, heavy strokes, building speed,every thrust slammed deep, the wet slapping sounds echoing,he gripped her hips tight, pounding harder. “Say it,” he growled. “Tell me who owns this greedy little pussy.” “I hate you,” she sobbed, but her legs wrapped around him tighter. “Ahh… fuck… deeper…” “Say it, Zara,” he ordered, thrusting harder. “Tell me who this tight cunt belongs to while I fuck you on my bar.” “You… you do,” she cried, voice shaking. “Rafael, please! Fuck me harder!” He pulled out, flipped her over onto her stomach, and yanked her hips up so her ass was high in the air,in one move he slammed back inside her from behind in deep doggy style.

And was I ever in distress! In this fairy book story, the problem was her… just her. She was on constant pins and needles the entire time he was near, because of want and need. She constantly fought a purely sensual, insanely overpowering necessity to have him fuck her until she passed out. She was having more than extreme dreams now too. This last one was so far into the world of BDSM that even she had never fully envisioned a scene like that in real life.

“Absolutely, Master, I am yours. Have you never even fantasized about having a slave before?” “The last woman I was with was my wife; we never played any fantasy games. I have not touched anyone in ten years.” I felt the pang of loss begin to grow in my chest again. “Master, I am so sorry. I never knew you were married. May I make a suggestion that might help you to understand what you have gotten yourself into?” “I would be glad to hear anything you have to say.” She then suggested a couple of websites for me to read. Stories and such to let me know what I might want to try.

, I pouted, putting two fingers in my mouth, withdrew them with saliva, rubbing it over the tip of his cock. "This i's not right, I'm married to your mum. And you're just like my daughter". I put my finger on my lip to silent him. "Do you want to see my tits?". Gosh, I sounded like a slut, and I loved it. I had Frank under my control and I was going to make him worship my body. Without hesitating, I took the nightie off, exposing my touted tits as I started playing with them. "We could do it just this once. I won't tell Mom anything".

"Pound me like you did Emma. Make it hurt so good!" Emma watched from the desk, her legs spread wide and tied down, her pussy dripping even more. "Daddy, please," she begged, her submissive tone soft but desperate. "Fuck me harder and faster too. I need your cock stretching my tight pussy again. Don't leave me empty." I pulled out of Lila's soaked cunt with a wet pop and stepped forward to slam straight into Emma's tight hole. Her virgin walls clamped around me as I thrust hard and fast, my balls slapping her ass. Emma moaned loud, her tied body jerking on the desk.

Then he suddenly pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and threw my legs over his shoulders, folding me in half completely — breeding press position. He slammed back inside me, going so deep I could legit feel him in my stomach. “Fuck— Alessandro!” I cried out, my eyes rolling back. He fucked me like he wanted to breed me, deep, powerful strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. His heavy balls slapped against my ass as he stared straight into my eyes. “I’m going to keep this pussy filled with my cum every single night,” he growled, pounding me mercilessly. “You’re going to be addicted to my cock. Addicted to being bred like a good little wife. You want that?”

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

Julian looks at me, concerned, but Dominic just smiles. His hand reaches the junction of my thighs. His fingers are thick and calloused, and they move with a terrifying confidence. He finds my center, and his fingers slide into the heat he had created earlier. I bit my lip so hard I tasted copper, my eyes squeezing shut as I try to remain still. "Your wife has learned a lot about respect over the last twenty-four hours," Dominic continues, his voice steady as he begins to work his fingers inside me. "Haven't you, Sarah? You’ve learned exactly what it takes to keep this family afloat."

“She’s still so wet. This breeding cunt just keeps getting wetter.” They worked together perfectly. Dominic tortured my nipples — sucking, biting, pulling them until I was shaking — while Sasha finger-fucked me and licked my clit. I came again hard, soaking Sasha’s face while I screamed. But they didn’t stop. Dominic pulled me up and made me straddle him reverse cowgirl. He slid back into my cum-filled pussy and started bouncing me on his cock. Sasha stood in front of me and grabbed my hair, pulling my face into her pussy.

This was everything she'd jerked off to—real, raw, and happening right in front of her. As her eyes darted around, taking in more of the chaos, the acts only got wilder. Over by the staircase, someone had a string of anal beads buried deep in their partner's ass, a curvy guy on all fours, moaning like a whore as his dominant pulled them out slowly, one fat bead at a time. Each pop elicited a sharp scream of pleasure, his cock twitching and leaking pre-cum onto the floor as his hole gaped and winked invitingly. The dominant, a tall woman in nothing but heels, smirked, leaning down to lick around the stretched rim before pushing the beads back in, starting the torment over.