Novel & Cerita Shemale Story

“Out loud. Starting from the section you stole.” Lila’s hands trembled as she took the pages. Her voice was barely above a whisper at first, but Kane’s sharp look made her speak louder. The words were explicit—far more explicit than anything she had submitted for class. In her panic and exhaustion, she had accidentally included passages from a secret erotic story she had been writing for herself… about him. “‘Professor Kane’s strong hands gripped my thighs, spreading them wide across his desk as he looked at my dripping pussy with hungry eyes…’” Her voice cracked.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

By the time he came the second time, I was a mess, begging, crying out, completely lost in him. We went three rounds that night. Each one rougher, each one with more filthy words spilling from his mouth. "You're going to wake up every morning with my cum inside you," he promised as he finally untied me, pulling me against his chest. "My perfect little office whore." I passed out exhausted, body aching, ass sore and full of him. ~~~~ Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up to the feeling of being stretched open again. Damien was on top of me, cock already buried deep inside my hole, thrusting slow and steady.

She was being used from both ends, her body shaking with the raw power of it. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud and messy in the quiet room. Her pussy gripped Jax tight, squeezing him with every deep thrust, while she sucked Marcus hard, her eyes rolling back in her head. Leo was right there too, his hands rubbing her clit and squeezing her bouncing breasts, making sure she was feeling everything. The heat was exploding inside her. Jax started to move even faster, his dick hitting the back of her pussy over and over until she couldn't take it. She felt her body snap, her pussy pulsing in hard waves as she had a massive climax. Jax roared and came deep inside her, his hot load filling h

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She pushed her hair behind her ears, her cheeks burning. "Oh, I see, he wants to have sex." She bit her lip and leaned forward, staring at Shamia. "You had sex with him, didn't you?" Shamia asked. "Yes, we had sex before last week. But it was bad really bad sex, I hated it. I never had an orgasm and we turned the lights off. It was sex to get pregnant." Shamia wrinkled her nose. "It's bad, it's really bad, I hate it." "Wait, did you say that before last week?" Shamia asked curiously.

The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later. Elias hastily typed in the website information and quickly navigated to the story in question. The story was entitled "My Hot Teacher" and was about a young female teacher who got blackmailed into submission by one of her grade 12 students. The story described numerous sexual acts which were designed to punish and humiliate the teacher.

The shaman's grunts were soon joined by the wet sounds of suction, his pubic curls slamming against the slender female captive with tremendous force as he fucked her even more savagely. "Uhh.. Uhhh... UHHH!" he groaned. "Not long now, you sexy Choi pig. I'll have that cute cunt brimming with Ashgani jism. You'll birth me a fine half-blood brat - IF I let you live long enough to bear it." Suddenly the muscular shaman felt Umi's snatch squeeze his girth with wild convulsions. The orgasm took the girl by surprise, but Choi women had more sensitive pussies than those of the other races, and she was no exception. She shook her head with anger and disappointment, aware of her body's raging libido

Sandra, an 18-year-old voluptuous woman, sat at her desk in the quiet office, her mind wandering to her favorite pastime – self-pleasure. Her body was a work of art, with ample curves in all the right places. Her breasts, full and heavy, strained against her blouse, and her wide hips and thick thighs filled her chair. But what really set Sandra apart was her surprisingly tiny, tight pussy, a secret treasure hidden beneath her generous figure. As the last of her coworkers trickled out, Sandra's fingers began to dance across her keyboard, opening a discreet folder on her computer filled with her favorite erotic stories and images. She knew she shouldn't be doing this at work, but the risk of g

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”