Sissy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

off, unclasped my bra. My nipples were hard, aching to be touched. "Get on your knees," I ordered Madison. "At the foot of the bed." She hesitated. "Now." She obeyed, moving to kneel on the carpet. I sat on the edge of her bed, spread my legs. "Eat my pussy." "Sienna—" "That wasn't a request." I grabbed her hair, pulled her face between my thighs. "Eat. My. Pussy." Her tongue touched me and I gasped. She was tentative at first, unpracticed, but when I tightened my grip on her hair she got the message. "Flatten your tongue. Lick from bottom to top." I guided her, the way I'd had to guide guys who didn't know what they were doing. "Now circle my clit. Slowly." She did, and fuck, it felt good.

All I could hear were their voices. All I could feel was the weight of their judgment pressing down on me. “She’s probably trying to climb her way into that kind of life,” one of them continued. “It’s obvious, isn’t it?” “Sleeping her way there?” “ Probably craving an expensive engagement party like her sister’s” she said again…. They laughed. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just enough. Just enough to make it worse. “I think that’s enough.” The voice cut through the air like a blade.

It just spilled out. How he didn’t tease, just dove in like he was starving. How his tongue was flat and rough and perfect. How he sucked my clit like he was mad at it. How he looked up at me while doing it with those stupid blue eyes and I came again so fast I almost blacked out. When I finished the room was dead quiet except for Riley breathing like she’d run upstairs. She finally spoke, voice hoarse. “You’re telling me your stepbrother, eats pussy like a lesbian with a PhD?”

Not that she needed it. I sat with her watching Xavier play. The girls came over and talked to Silvy, laughing at the kids' antics. I stayed with Silvy the entire time not caring about the looks I was given. I’ll answer my brothers and sisters questions later. After about thirty minutes Xavier calls out. “ Sissy, come play with me.” “ Sure buddy.” she said. Silvy stands taking off her purple cover dress to reveal her purple bikini. Well, I call it a bikini but it looks more like small shorts and a sports bra. More covered than the last time but still showing more skin than I would like.

My sister, Kelly Sutton, was totally lovestruck. The night her longtime crush finally said yes, she begged me not to tell our parents about their date. She stayed out all night, and I covered for her. Kelly was so happy, I couldn't help being happy for her. Three months later, she jumped off the roof of our apartment building. Dad had a heart attack and died on the spot. Mom never smiled again. Eventually, she ended up in a psychiatric hospital. More than a decade later, after I became a cop, I dug up an old case that made my blood run cold. Kelly's crush, Calvin Tilley, was a psychopath who used love as bait to deliberately spread HIV, destroying young women's lives. That was why my

"One of the reasons I shouldn't bring her here. She might break up with me if she sees Gian. " "I'm a one-man woman. Any woman doesn't appeal to me if she wasn't Lyza. " I grinned and sat on his lap and pecked his lips. "Want kiss, Sissy. " I giggled; standing up, I smacked a kiss on Sander's lips. He grinned and clung to my neck. I carried him and returned beside Gian. "Does my girlfriend pretty Sander? " Dustin asks, showing him the picture. 'Sissy, pretty. " I laughed and peppered his face with kisses, and he giggled.

She stomped her feet childishly. Some pervert in the rear yelled out, “Get that fat titty girl some cock! She’s going to sink us!” Upon hearing this, Sienna walked up to the man with a sinister yet sexy smile on her face. She made a motion to turn back around and leave, but her shoulders quickly rotated back, bringing her boobs round in a blur of force... striking the man roughly in the face – the shot sent him crumpling to the floor in an unconscious (yet seemingly happy) state.

“This is fucking insane. Look at me. I look like a cheap knockoff.” “You look perfect Sissy,” Sienna sang, resting her temple on my shoulder. She grinned so wide my cheeks hurt just watching her. “He’s not going to know the difference.” I tried to laugh, but it came out more like a choke. “I can’t even get your tone right. You sound so… effortless. I sound like a dying parrot.” “Try again,” she urged. “Say something. Say, ‘Lucian, don’t be late for dinner tonight.’”

I felt my cock throb violently. "I guess you like that huh? Me admiring another cock? Jesus, you're kinky! Here, let me just-" Still phone in hand, Cass stretched her arms above her face and took a selfie just above her nipples, puckering her lips. She wrote something quick. Cass met my eyes as she hit send. As she hit that send button, a violent tremble went through me. I didn't have long left. We clenched our eyes in unison as we both started to build our mutual orgasm, truly sharing this fantasy together.

"They killed her boyfriend for taking her away, did you know? A guy from Moscow." "They'll kill you too if you don't shut up," Ficanzi said. Kianna snorted. "Daniel and I rarely sleep together anymore. What does he expect from me?" "Stop. I don't want to hear about you, my cousin, and sex in one sentence." "Fine, you'll regret it later." I let the door close quietly. I didn't know my nickname was so popular until I met de Sanctis. I wondered if everyone believed that the White Princess was easy and sweet.