Soft Vore Novels & Stories

“Come here. Stand beside the table where I can see you properly.” I shuffled over, pants restricting my movement, cock bouncing with every step. Precum splattered onto the floor in tiny wet sounds. Mrs. Voss ate slowly, deliberately, her fork scraping against the plate. Between bites she would reach out and give my cock a single lazy stroke—up, then down—or flick the head lightly with her fingernail. Each touch sent sparks through my nerves. I was leaking so much now that a small puddle had formed on the tile near my feet.

Venom To: Miss Fortune “I need you to process a new batch of 10 billion. It needs to arrive in the destination completely within the next 3 months. Can you do it?” ### As always, his message was short and straight to the point, but this time it made my whole body shudder. “Mae!” In no time, Mae came rushing into my room. “What? Are you about to go into labour? Did your water break?!” “No! It’s Dr. Venom!” “What? Did you mess up any of his transactions?! Do we need to start a new life again?!” I shake my head. “No!” She narrows her eyes at me, placing a hand over her chest as she breathed out a sigh. “Then why are we shouting?”

I was partially grateful but as I experienced something new, I had only wished, as I always did, that he was here watching me do so. The anticipated drunkenness crept up on all of us way faster than the champagne at the museum did and with that, came non-stop babble about aimless topics like favorite types of bread which somehow led to our honest opinions on sex toys. Nancy went on a tangent about which kind she preferred, letting us and the table next to us know that rabbit vibrators are transcendent, promoting a true self-awakening. Nicolas prefers sourdough. Sometimes Focaccia. Ending the night on dessert, the chef

Violet chuckled, "That's what you always say." "No, I'm serious, you are amazing." "Was that the way you are saying that I'm a good kisser?" She teased Hugo. "Well, yeah!" He laughed. They went from ignoring each other to making out, to teasing each other. They were in the middle of teasing and joking when Agent Eric comes in. He went surprised at first but decided to continue walking inside towards the table and taking out all of the foods that he bought for them. "The doctor said you can only have soft foods, so here's porridge, and strawberry cheesecake for you." Eric pushed the overbed table to Violet.

Immobile. “Sounds like you couldn’t find an easy female, so you had to buy one,” she giggled. Gods, her laughter was sweet music to my ears. “That’s kind of pathetic. Don’t you think?” She reached up on her tip-e-toes and bit my bottom lip. She tugged. One of her fangs sliced through my lips. The pain was brief and heavenly. “Woman,” I growled at her. “Ansley the Devourer of Souls.” Her lips curled into a devious smile, and utter wickedness washed over her delicate features.

The crunchy sound of prawns being chewed made Violeth even more hungry. "I'll try it, it won't be good." Violeth took one, ate it slowly and opened her eyes wide. "Delicious…” Violeth swallowed quickly. A plate of crispy shrimp was picked up and eaten regardless of Carver Carver leaned back in the chair. His gaze was fixed on Violeth's sensitive body parts that were protruding forward, if the woman's clothes were opened then a pair of very chewy chunks of meat would come out of the nest.

He smiled seeing her satisfied face. " Uff!! I am hungry now," Orni said like a little kid feeling the grumbling sound inside her stomach. VR asked rubbing her lips with his thumb," Wanna eat a sausage, babe?" " Sausage? But, I am a vegetarian. I don't have any sausage in my house," Orni responded innocently and VR burst into laughter. Rubbing her palm over his hard shaft he whispered chuckling," Trust me, babe. You will love this sausage." Orni's gagging and choking sound along with VR's growling are now echoing inside the whole room. Orni was kneeling in front of VR where he was thrusting inside her mouth aggressively. Her warm mouth was giving him heavenly feelings.

Freddy looks at me coldly. Seeing his face turn pale, I immediately get up and walk to the door to welcome him. "Are you not very fond of the DVD I gave you? "I say cautiously and forcefully sidling out between him and the door. "Don't underestimate this DVD. Apart from teaching you to be reasonable, there are also many ways to keep fit. The author of this DVD is a very skilled professor. I have heard his lecture. I really appreciate his ideas, so I bought his videos myself." I speak to myself and walk to the living room to pick up the DVD that has been thrown onto the table.

Vio and Brian looked at each other. "Um... I might just go home. I'm so full already," Vio lied. Even after the heated battle with Brian earlier, her energy was drained a lot, and she hadn't had time to replenish it. "Eh! We'll go together later. Why are you in such a hurry?" Azzura was taking out some stereofoam from a paper bag. There were now three stereofoams lined up on the table. "Yes, Vio. You can eat with us. Zura also bought three of these. It's a waste." Brian glared at Vio, as if signalling his second wife to join him in eating. However, he didn't want Vio to get sick later.

Her last boyfriend had been selfish in bed, and it had been months since anyone touched her. She swallowed hard. “Fine. But only my shoulders and back. Nothing weird. And if I say stop, you stop immediately. Got it?” Vorath’s lips curved into a slow, fanged smile. “As you wish.” He moved closer. Two thick tentacles slid under her tank top from the bottom, cool and smooth against her warm skin. They pressed firmly along her spine, kneading the tight muscles with surprising strength and precision. The suckers latched gently and released in rhythmic pulses, almost like a thousand tiny massages.