Novel & Cerita Scat Fetish

I can hear him gasp as the full view of my butts hit him. I I slowly and seductively sake off my black lacy panty and as I'm about to throw it across the room, Atlas rises and grabs it from my hand, holding it to his face and sniffing the crotch hungrily, while staring me deep in the eyes. Fuck! That is so damn sexy! I think as I watch him. "You are so fucking gorgeous, Scar…" Atlas groans, reaching down and touching his phallus. My eyes follow the gesture, and it makes me restless.

My wet pussy turns pepper-red, juice splashes on my thighs, forming a thick lump. I sob softly. Aching. I know how rough the Devils are, matter of fact, it’s what pulled him to me. My dream is to be banged hard like a slut… for my dirty tasty pussy to quake from the heavy thrusts. “Oh, Scar. You’re gonna regret this.” His breezy baritone is like a filthy promise. Not a threat I should dare. And fuck, I want to be scarred by that fucking rumored dick. He slaps my breasts, swatting from one to the other like he’s playing tennis.

Standing, her head barely reaching his chin, she pressed her naked frame against him and whispered, "Is it wrong that I want to stare at them?" Wrong? Never. He couldn't admit it aloud, but he'd always enjoyed watching people being intimate, a fetish he discovered in high school when he came across a girl giving a buddy of his a BJ under the bleachers during a school dance. He'd been unable to tear himself away, just like he'd stayed to watch Francine when Alejandro bounced her on his cock. Sometimes the role of audience could titillate almost as much as that of participant. Of course, only one thing could make it better. Sharing it with the woman he wanted, a naked, very horny one who press

Verbal humiliation — 1 Spitting — 2 Objectifying — 1 Shaving — 1 Sexy clothing — 3 Outdoor scenes — 2 Public exposure — 2 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 5 CBT — 1 Sounding —3 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 3 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 3 Chastity devices — 3 Masks — 1 Leather — 2 Roleplaying Fear play — 2 Abandonment — 2 Kidnapping —4 Interrogation — 4 Rape — 1 Gangbang — 5 Medical scenes— 2 Prison scenes — 4 Schoolroom scenes — 2 Primal play —3 Bodily fluids and functions Water-sports (giving) —1 Water-sports (receiving) — 1 Scats (giving) — 1 Scats (receiving) —1

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

"I need more. Please give me more." I added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch him wider. He moaned loudly, his back arching, his bound hands gripping the headboard. I worked my fingers in and out, curling them to find his prostate. The moment I hit it he cried out, his whole body jerking. "There it is," I murmured, rubbing that spot over and over. "That's what you need isn't it? Need me to fuck you right here until you can't take it anymore."

I smirked when I realized the reasons she was this way. “Let me tell you something, Skye, sweetheart,” I chuckled as I helped her turn her body around to face Gab and have her back to me. “Mmmmm…?” Skye could barely answer, and only moans could escape her lips. “Gab is a pygophilia,” I said, humorously. “He has this fetish for women’s butts. And I am pretty sure he is excited to dig into your backdoor. See? He has even started knocking?”

The disdain in my voice shocked even me. He growled and enclosed his large hands on the left-over skin I couldn’t hold. A whimper left my lips. Unlike my previous caress, his strokes were fierce. Each pull made my knees weaker. Why did it feel so good? It had to be his pheromones. It had been some time since I had sex. Having sex with some random chick or guy was never my thing. It felt uncomfortable being in the presence of alphas and omegas alike. Ryder never liked my abstinence. He tried to set me up on any and everyone. I often canceled. My libido was non-existent anyway.

He turned to SCAR and said, "This b.itch has a temper!" Scar stared at me for a moment, then bent over and sniffed deeply at my neck. The smell of blood is heavier, with a hint of rotten taste... ... Maybe he just got out of the coffin! I felt a damp heat on my neck and almost screamed out. He licked my neck! I suddenly had goose bumps and wanted to vomit. "Oh, that's so sweet!" Scar groaned and rubbed his crotch hard. "D.AMN, I'm getting hard. I've changed my mind. I'm going to r.ape her and then bleed her dry."

Layla gets up and looks at my cock like she has never seen one before. "-May I touch it? Layla asks curiously. -Of course, you can. Do you know what this is? -Umm… No… I have never seen one." Layla replies, touching my cock and making it get as hard as possible. While Layla was touching my dick, I explain to her that I am a futanari, gifted with both a pussy and a dick. She is mesmerized by my dick and keeps playing with it until I ask her nicely to stop.