Sexy Femboys Novels & Stories

A free spirit who took no prisoners. Jeremy had only to crook his little finger to summon a bevy of girls panting to have him shaft them. They flattered him, made him feel macho and virile, but none was as exciting as Karen. She was a potent drug, too powerful for all save the strongest personality. The need to convince himself that he could tame her forced him to attempt it again and again.

My two years of dating Sabrina, i have never seen her sway her ass the way that Liv swayed hers. Liv was the thirsty version of Sabrina. The version that i wished she was whenever we made love behind closed doors. The slutty version, the version that loves to take control and do whatever she wanted with me. But she was not like that, she never even wore see through shirts or shorts that looked like underwear. She was innocent…everything that Liv was not. I found her attractive the way she was but Liv was different. Liv was provocative and daring. Liv had fuller hips and boobs and she was shameless when putting it out there.

I eased away from Beth, and took up position behind Karen, then entered her slowly, a little at a time, making that first penetration last. "Why do you like to see us girls doing things to each other? I would think that as long as someone was working your hunk of meat over you'd be happy." Beth asked this time. "My, aren't you full of questions tonight!" I laughed as I slowly screwed Karen. Debbie echoed Beth's sentiment. "Why do you like it?" "I don't know. It's so incredibly sexy to see any one of you when you are hot and on the verge of coming, it just makes my blood boil. I never really liked girl-girl scenes that much. But with you here, together, it's different. It drives me crazy."

The dressing room had its own rhythm and I had long stopped fighting it. Destiny stepping into fishnets like it was nothing. Camille reapplying gloss with surgical focus. Two newer girls already in heels, laughing about something swallowed by the bass bleeding through the walls. Thongs on chair backs. Three perfumes competing. Skin and mirrors and the particular noise of women preparing for work. Nobody performed discomfort here. They had all made their decision and moved past it. I understand that now. I thought about Kofi while I adjusted my straps.

At the peak, I rode a climax with his name on my tongue and my fingers digging into his arm. He held me tighter as he flipped me back around so that he was on top of me, my breathing heavy and my eyes wide in surprise. I had never had such a feeling before, and he hadn't even entered me yet. It made me eager to receive him even more. I watched as he slowly glided his finger between his lips, a small smirk playing on them as my heart skipped a beat. It was undeniably and surprisingly sexy as he slid his tongue over his lips slowly, not once breaking eye contact.

Fuck me. *****************************************

Loona from Helluva Boss (dominate) teasing and grinding on submissive femboy boyfriend. And Loona arouses femboy with twerking until she gives him an assjob with her big ass and he cums all over her butt. ******************** The apartment smelled like sweat and sex before they even started. Loona smirked, her tail flicking lazily as she watched her femboy boyfriend squirm on the bed—already hard, already desperate for her. "You're gonna watch," she purred, peeling off her crop top in one smooth motion. Her tits bounced free, nipples stiff under his hungry gaze.

Her coiled areolas were pink and seemed to invite Lucas to suck on them. "Oh, dear. Suck it," sighed Luna Lee, calling out. Puffing out boobs to give the effect of a bigger bulge at the same time so that Lucas can act quickly. But because he was still dumbfounded by the beautiful scene before him, a sight that Lucas could usually only see through a blue film, Lucas was stunned for a moment. When he woke from his daydreams, he smiled ear to ear. Staring at Luna Lee who nodded as if giving approval. Lucas didn't expect this shy girl to be so wild when she was horny.

She had become a full futanari, a gorgeous, possessed cheerleader with both a throbbing futa cock and a hungry, squirting cunt. Asmodea’s voice roared triumphantly in her mind: *Yes! Feel that power, my little futa whore. Now you can fuck them too.* Emily’s eyes glowed bright crimson. She looked down at her brand-new, massive cock, rock-hard and twitching and laughed breathlessly, the sound dark and seductive. “Look what you boys did to me…” she moaned, wrapping one hand around her thick futa shaft and stroking it slowly, smearing the leaking precum. “I’ve got a big cock now. And I’m going to use it on every single one of you.”

"You should be worried about what your mom is going to do when she finds out you've been sneaking her perfume to school." Ashley sniffed her jacket, laughing hard at my words, "She'll definitely kill me. By the way, how do I look?" "Like a high school slut who smuggles dildos in her bag.” I replied, nonchalantly eyeing her playfully. Ashley pouted. "Whatever. I'm the sexiest person you'll ever meet, you know?". She said, but I didn't reply.