Vaginal Vore Novels & Stories

My tongue traced the inside of her wet, moist, and soft vagina while I occasionally bit and sucked her clitoris. Sharon moaned loudly as I gave her oral sex. Not only was my tongue playing inside her vagina, but my two fingers were also playing inside her clean, hairless vagina. Sharon’s moans grew louder. Her breathing quickened, and her body trembled with pleasure on that cold night until she finally orgasmed. Her vaginal fluid wet my face and fingers. I crawled closer to her flushed face. Breathing heavily, she smiled contentedly. I licked my fingers, which were wet with her vaginal fluid. Unexpectedly, she pulled my fingers and licked them too.

Lori’s arms trembled; she dropped to her elbows, ass still raised, moaning his name every time he ordered it. VR Kevin pulled out long enough to flip her onto her back. He caught her ankles and pushed her legs up, folding them toward her chest so she was open and exposed. The dildo’s next thrust drove straight into her at the new angle, deeper than before. He set a relentless pace, hips snapping forward, the simulated weight of his body pressing her into the mattress.

She pushed her vulva against his tongue and spread her legs wide over her trembling legs across his face. He attacked it, licking and twirling. His fingers joined in the dance, too. They sped through the vagina; they rotated across the nub. Soon he felt the vagina walls clench across his fingers. The woman riding his cock groaned and tightened her grip on his waist. Her walls squeezed his cock in their grip. And as though they were synchronized swimmers, they all climaxed. Their nectar bathed his face, fingers, and cock.

Damien emerged from the shower, wrapped in a robe, with a noticeable scratch across his chest—a testament to their recent passionate encounter. Serena's gaze was bold and unrestrained as she admired his well-toned physique. Droplets of water traced down his defined muscles and the towel draped over him seemed to hold a tantalizing allure. Under the dim light, she unabashedly took in every inch of him from top to bottom. Though she'd touched him many times before, he remained irresistibly captivating. Damien didn't shy away from her brazen stare, allowing her eyes to roam freely over him. "Ready for another round?”

She stroke my core with her own and the wild sense of thirst eventually built up between our unquenchable dampness. Our moans were all over the room along with our rubbing clitś, pressed labia, and bouncing breast. Not entirely satisfied, Hilary pulled me up hurriedly and made me stand up as she kneeled in front of me. I grabbed her silky smooth blonde hair and then watched her tongue slit between the lips of my vagina, fùcking me under. "Ah yeah, I love your mouth on me, waltz! Shít!" I moaned out, my hips began to roll over her as we stared at each other, half of her face was practically underneath me. It flamed me up in hunger.

It continued for a while before using my hand to open it up and see the beauty it was hiding. I delved back in and my tongue worked her pussy from her clit to her pussy hole before i fucked her with my tongue. Her moan became louder and that drove me over the edge. ‘Yes!!!!’ Veythar roared. I pushed a finger in to work inside as my tongue worked from the outside, her thighs clamped my head but I didn’t stop. I drove another finger in making it two then increased the pace as her moan became louder than it was.

But he was just silent, unable to do anything. Not long after, Violeth inserts Carver's penis into her pleasure hole vagina. Carver felt a sensation he had never experienced in his life. Violeth's aggressiveness drives Carver crazy, Carver grabs Violeth's slender waist with both hands. Violeth sighed even wilder while moving her body squirming. His hips kept on Carver's thighs so hard and delicious. The two twin mounds that weren't covered by anything clearly waved. Violeth occasionally squeezed her own breasts.

She gasped in the dream, pushing back as he freed his dick—thick, veined, pressing against her vaginal entrance. He thrust in deep, filling her pussy completely, hips snapping in a steady rhythm that built her toward climax. Pleasure coiled tight, her walls clenching around him, but as he leaned over her, breath hot on her neck, his face shifted. Vince's features melted into Vardo's—harsh jaw, dark eyes burning with possession.

“You are such a whore.” Vythea gasped, and Gorvane grinned, kissing the bottom of her breasts, her belly, and then lowered his face to her sopping cunt. Vythea wanted him, despite the shame of the generals watching them. He lingered on her pussy lips, teasing the swollen crevice then diving into her pussy. His fingers slipped into her dripping cunt, followed his lips. Then, he teased her clit, licking up under the hood as his fingers plunged deep into her pussy.

Victoria used a special womb syringe to inject extra loads deeper between each man’s turn. I babbled incoherently as my father fucked my pregnant pussy: “Breed me more, Daddy… I want your baby on top of Uncle’s… keep me knocked up forever…” Sophia, even more broken, begged specifically: “Cousins, fist my pregnant cunt while you cum… stretch the womb that’s carrying your child…” Prolapse play continued through the breeding. We were taught to push our holes out on command even while pregnant, allowing the men to fuck the sensitive rosebuds directly. The sensation was overwhelming, sending both of us into screaming, squirting fits that soaked everyone around.