Shemale Story Novels & Stories

My pussy was so full and sensitive from the first load that every movement sent fresh waves of slick squirting out around his shaft and soaking everything underneath us. The chat alerts kept exploding nonstop and I could hear the tip counter climbing higher with each moan I let out. Kai gripped my hair tighter and yanked my head back so the camera caught my flushed sweaty face straight on. “You hear that Luna? All your fans are paying to watch me breed you like a cheap whore. I am going to knock up my secret little pornstar roommate tonight right on this stream. Imagine it baby, my cum flooding your womb until it takes and everyone gets to see your belly grow because of this.”

"Shall I finish the story?" Grinning, she nodded vigorously. "So, she's getting fucked, and a strange woman comes over and just kind of sits on her face. Brie had gotten kind of glassy-eyed at this point and glazed over some details, but the gist of it was that she was basically gangbanged. Men and women alike were talking about the hot newcomer with the incredible tongue and the deliciously tight little pussy," he said, adding, "her words, not mine." Alex giggled, and conversation paused as the two felt orgasms creeping up on them. Kenny started to hammer down into her quivering pussy as it started to convulse and contract down on his shaft.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg

Samantha 4months ago Don't cry Samantha,be strong. That bitch doesn't deserved your tears. The problems is I wasn't crying for that bitch did to me no. I was crying because of what I couldn't do to her that shameless hoe. My evil step sister was at it again..this time not just sleeping with my boss but with my one month boyfriend Noah. I was coming back from the mall were I but some grocery to prepare a special diner for Noah in his house. Then I walked into the house singing happily at the thought of cooking my signature fried rice and chicken for him .

Unfortunately, the captive woman was able to finish off her second visitor, so she was left unsatisfied. Shamira lost track of the next hour, but she was visited by everyone still in the house at least once. She had orgasmed two more times, swallowed multiple men's seed, and was dripping more down the inside of her thigh. Her face felt sticky from all the female expenditures that she had coaxed forth. She knew Renata wasn't there, and she thought Banshee and Reaper were both off on business, but that left Shane, Monique, Raul, Bjorne, Lillian, and Clara --

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

“Liar. Your nipples are begging to be sucked and your shorts are fucking drenched. Take them off, Shela. Let me see how wet your stepmommy made you.” The word “stepmommy” should have made me sick. Instead it sent a fresh rush of slick down my thighs. My hands trembled as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and shoved them down, kicking them off along with my sneakers. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. My pussy was completely bare—smooth from my last wax, lips puffy and shining, clit peeking out swollen and needy. Elena’s gaze dropped between my legs like a physical touch. She licked her lips slowly. “Jesus Christ. Look at that pretty pink cunt. So much tighter than your fa

Shane deliberately continues while laughing along with the men, as if this topic had come to them between Shyra. "Though I did suggest she tries out OnlyFans, she insists on becoming a prostitute" Some of Shane's friends eyed at Shyra in disgust and some gave Shane a look of awe. "You must have your ego in shatters, knowing your wife isn't satisfied with only one" A young man across from me says in a pity. Shane chuckled at his remark, "No, not at all-" I look at him in disgust "She says she would do it with people I trust" which the men replied with a nod. Shyra

I wanted to be like the women I found in the stories in the back. Women that had unforgettable sex, a lot more interesting than my own awkward and unsatisfying sex life at the time. The story that really stood out centered around a woman who went camping with her husband. They couple made a few friends and one thing led to another and five men fucked her and filled her with cum. The next encounter came in the form of p**n video one of my immature guy friends put on at a party. From the woman’s bleached blonde hair to her giant fake tits, everything about it fell into the category of fake.

“And already getting wetter. You like this, don’t you, you filthy girl?” I shook my head frantically, making desperate noises against his palm. Tears pricked my eyes. But my body was betraying me exactly the way it always did in the fantasy. Every rough thrust of his fingers sent another unwanted pulse of pleasure through me. My panties were stretched around my thighs. My dress was bunched at my waist. The brick scraped my skin. And underneath the fear, my pussy was clenching around his fingers, getting slicker by the second. He pulled his fingers out. I heard the sound of his zipper and the rustle of fabric. My whole body went rigid.