Shemale Story Novels & Stories

she whispered, voice shaky. I struck again, firmer this time, the impact sending a ripple through her thighs. "Two," she counted, her hips twitching upward, seeking more despite the sting. I kept going, alternating slaps with gentle rubs over her clit, until her folds were flushed and swollen, glistening even more. By the fifth, she was panting as tears pricked her eyes, but her pussy throbbed under my touch, begging for release. "Good girl," I murmured, leaning down to kiss her forehead before sliding two fingers into her soaked entrance.

Her breast was sprang free from her bra Shun unclasped her bra, and even her panty was off only her see-through left she was just there watching enjoying herself with the view but her body was burning with desire for more,. "spread for me.." Shun Yu whisper again then she helplessly spread her legs wide, "Ohhh" she moan and even bite her lip when she feels Shun Yu's hand on her clit they are so openly doing this but she didn't even care, it's humiliation for her but it makes her excite more on what they are doing the building that they located is so far from the ocean she can see the slaves but they are so small.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

Except the surprise gets hijacked. Wrong hands claim her first, their thick dicks stretching her innocent little hole wide, pumping her full of hot cum again and again. She screams she hates it… while her body betrays her, clenching and gushing, wave after filthy wave of shattering orgasms ripping through her until she’s a trembling, cum-drenched mess who can’t stop cumming. Will her marriage still hold? _______ Cheyenne I couldn’t stop giggling as Jessica and I slipped through the back gate of Duke’s house.

Chapter 1 ’m sitting here in bed, typing this story on my laptop. I’m naked. My face smells like pussy. My dick is limp and worn-out. My best friend Zachary’s wife, Carol, also naked, is entering the shower. She is beautiful. Her bare ass wiggles as she regulates the water temperature valve. I see her breasts bounce as she moves. Her brown pussy forms a triangle at the top of her legs. She has just coaxed another load of semen from my exhausted dick. Her crotch is wet with a combination of my and her cum.

Nobody can see us. She scoots even closer, and whispers the magic words in my ear, “Please, Daddy.” She slides a leg up my thighs, and lets it rest against my cock. I can feel how wet she is through her shorts. “I know you want this. I’ll keep it a secret.” I dig my fingernails into my palms. Maybe the pain will clear my foggy head. I feel the control slipping though. I want nothing more than to give in to this. Her nipples are tight buds against my arms, poking through her flimsy shirt. “Remember what you told me?” My teeth clench together. I know exactly what I told her.

I'd spent the entire class half hard behind the podium, forcing myself to focus on the projector while she crossed and uncrossed her smooth legs every few minutes. And here she was, Layla Turner, an A+ student turned self-sabotaging brat, dripping on my table because she couldn't wait any longer. Such an impatient little slut. I'd been eager to play this game with her all session. Who knew she would snap so soon? Christ, she was perfect. Her pussy was slick with arousal, already swollen from nothing other than anticipation of being fucked. I leaned back in my chair, watching as she slid her fingers down, tracing her slit for a few seconds before dipping two fingers in.

Taking off my uniform, I rushed to mum's room, trying out all her sexy nightwears, before settling for one with a plunge neckline. I also took a suction base dildo she'd hidden away since she got married. It wasn't as big as Frank's dick, but it would do. I leaned backwards, resting my back against the sofa as I turned on Frank's laptop. He had no idea that I knew his password. I was going to have so much fun with myself. I played the first p**n video I saw. It was a scene of a woman giving a passionate blowjob. 'Fuck, that was hot', I thought as the woman fit his entire dick in her mouth without gagging.