Vore Stories Novels & Stories

“I belong to the Fold! Please keep fucking me— use all my holes! I’m your cumslut!” They rewarded me by fucking me even harder and deeper. Load after thick load of hot cum flooded my pussy, my ass, and my throat. They painted my heavy breasts, my face, and my tongue until I was a glistening, cum-covered mess. By the end, I lay exhausted in the middle of the soaked bed, trembling and panting, my body covered in their seed and my own juices. The four powerful men looked down at me with dark satisfaction. Victor stroked my cum-streaked cheek gently. “Such a perfect addition to our collection. Rest now, sweet Doris… because the rest of the forest is eager to meet their new favorite breeding toy.

“Hey, I need more than that!” He spun around and caged me to the wall. “Just trust me, little one.” “No! I need to know, why don’t you tell me?” I was outraged. He constantly avoided the topic. Damon pressed against me and leaned closer to my ear. “He was under my command for a while We fought together in a few wars. Vadas isn’t all that prince charming. He is a monster. Stay away from him. End of talk.” And he strode away, leaving me only more questions. Fuck these males and their tempers.

Nodding with enthusiasm, I tell Xiu Ying, "Quick, Xiu Ying! Request the presence of a pedant." And so came the birth of a new story named Fifty Shades of the Embroidered Uniform. Of course, it is based off a classic hit from America in the 21st century!

That morning i tried escaping after being kidnaped i remember almost hitting a car , the beeping sound rings in my ear each time reminding me i should have died back then . Im scared of the dark. The dark was where i lived for a month where i experienced memories i wish i could forget. Im scared of crowded places. Im scared when i sit at quiet places. I knocked on Josy's door as I thought of what to say .I heard a faint come in and I walked into her room . Josy I'm done with what you asked for ." Yay!! Riley , have a seat you are one step away from achieving your goal . Can I have a look

Novella decided to put on a show and touch herself. Van creeped out and he walked back to his room. That night Novella planed to steal Van from Ezra. She didn't want to see anyone happy but herself. She was convinced that it was a just and noble thing to do because Van was looking at her but that was a lie.

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

It wasn't exactly a disagreement but an inquiry that caused a small disturbance. “What of the Void Contract?” A goddess had asked. It was a simple question but it caused a wave of murmurs and whispers. The Void Contract was something more of a myth among myths. A destroyer of worlds. A killer of gods. A devourer of goddesses. Those were the most common rumors that circulated. She has not yet encountered the Void Contract in her lifetime.

The people of Rue City could not say no about Grandma going to tell her life story because they all felt happily jealous of my grandparents’ relationship and that they were waiting for this moment since the Strawberry’s Coffee Shop was built when they first met them. Grandma clears her throat and sighed deeply before she started. “I used to write love stories wherein I make the female ones to die in the end so that the male ones would suffer extreme pain till they die with their broken stone hearts. . . .because I was mad of all the love stories I heard in the world that boys couldn’t turn into a man because of their stupid lusts!” she sounded angry when she said the last two words. She inha

Sarah’s hand lazily traced circles on my stomach, her full breasts pressed against my side. But the hunger in her eyes hadn’t faded. “Not done yet, baby girl,” she whispered, leaning over to kiss me deeply. Her tongue claimed my mouth as her hand slid down to cup my mound, two fingers slipping easily into my drenched cunt. I moaned into the kiss, hips twitching. Jake watched us with dark eyes, slowly stroking himself back to full hardness. “You two are insatiable.” Sarah smiled against my lips. “Watch this.” She rolled me onto my back and climbed on top in a perfect sixty-nine, her thick ass and dripping pussy hovering right above my face. “Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************