Yuri Harem Anime Novels & Stories

Hungrily, Alex’s lips latched onto one of her full, defiant breasts. Zemira closed her eyes, savoring every kiss from the man who was her father’s age. “It balances out, doesn’t it? He’s already had my body.” Zemira’s moans made Alex think of Kalina. 'It would be so satisfying to enjoy the Aurora bride’s body instead,' he thought. Just the image made him move with more intensity. He pushed Zemira against the wooden wall and roughly entered her. “Do it, Uncle. It feels incredible.” Even though Zemira enjoyed the sex with Alex, his attitude disgusted her. 'Why has my body become a toy for these scheming men?' She thought bitterly. She wasn’t foolish enough to defy Master Alex, though.

My fingers were almost completely sucked inside. Then Yuria mounted him and used her hand to insert his C*ck inside her. When she had him deep inside, she started a steady rotation of her hips. As she walked, the margins of her pale blue garment brushed my exposed stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Yuria rode atop him, appearing like a soft, massive mushroom that had silently peeked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the protecting wings of night. Her v*gina felt simultaneously warm and freezing.

More like my dishevelled state that was clinging to his brother. Dismissing the guards to their positions his long arms pulled me out of Nikolai's safe warm hold. I was fucking crazy for wanting to whine and cling to him like a damn monkey. He was just so warm and smelt so darn good and his pectorals made the perfect pillow. Okay, okay, that was a very wrong thing to even think about doing but very tempting as well, I couldn't resist a man with huge pecs. It was an anime lover thing. We stan a big man with big man titties.

Love, hate, Ecstasy, and Pain on the faces of hentai characters were real, even if they were made to be so. She hated the fake cries and looks of pleasure from the women in the s*x video industry today. Even more so, the fake breasts and other body parts. What she liked though were the amateur videos, especially that one that’s under her favorite category in both s*x video and hentai. She loved reading works by Yamatogawa and Gunma. Which featured a lot of fucking good happy s*x between lovers. And her favorite manga series of all time was Take On me/Dominate Me.

Yuri looked at Leah and ran up to her with a wide smile on her face. "Leah Onee-chan." Yuri jumped on Leah. Yuri was half-Japanese because her father was Japanese. Due to her habit and love towards her father's language, Yuri calls Leah Onee-chan...it is used to refer to as a big sister in Japan. Leah finds it very cute when Yuri calls her Onee-chan. "Yuri, where is your mom?" Leah asked while breaking the hug. She cupped the little one's fluffy cheeks. Yuri was half-Japanese but she didn't look Asian at all. In fact, she looked more like Leah.

We took the bus to her shared apartment, and the moment we were inside her room, I threw my bag onto the floor and sat down on the chair behind the study desk. Jess’ room was pleasantly neat and tidy, with stacks of textbooks, and of course, BL manga and light novels, sitting on the desk. On her single bed were a few soft toys. Naturally, they were of male characters who had strong gay undertones from famous anime such as Sebastian and Ceil from Black Butler, Yuu and Mika from Owari no Seraph, Eren and Levi from Attack on Titan, and Yuuri and Victor from Yuri on Ice. I knew the characters because I had to suffer countless hours watching the anime with her.

Ok, their names are - Ains soul barter 5th -Reyu kana 4th -Yuri born fire 3rd -Yumina frost born 2nd -Tanaka kanji 1st Wait Lei Lei did you say, Yuri? Yes, master Yuri born fire 3rd place on the power ranking. She feels familiar, like yumina? Taso was remembering his past memories. Ok, I remember now, so that's why it sounds familiar to my 2nd wife yumina's little sister Yuri Saito. So she is reborn to interesting, but I don't really care if they are my wives those are just their past self, so I won't bother I'll just mess up the time barrier if I use Chrono time magic I won't try using my magic.

My hands, still holding the tray, trembled as his hand began to slide under my skirt and lower my panties to my thighs. "Open your legs wider!" He whispered. I nodded slowly and followed his instructions. I opened my legs wider and let his hand touch my vagina. Goosebumps rose as I felt his warm hand press and rub my clitoris. "Oh..." I moaned as the pleasure began to fill my nerves. Mr. Max paused for a moment, took the tray I was still holding, and placed it on the tatami floor, the carpeting typically found in traditional Japanese homes. It was as if he knew I might drop the beer bottle and glass if I still had the tray in my hands.