Femboy Compilation Novels & Stories

She slammed into me harder, the thick cock pounding my G-spot with every thrust. “Then fucking cum,” she snarled. “Cum all over this cock like the dirty little girl you are.” My orgasm exploded through me so violently I screamed, my entire body shaking as I squirted all over her stomach and the strap-on. Vesper groaned in satisfaction, still fucking me through my orgasm, chasing her own pleasure by grinding the base of the dildo against her clit. She buried her face in my neck as she came, moaning my name like a prayer. We stayed locked together, both of us panting and trembling. This was basically the craziest sex I’d ever had and it wasn’t even with a real dick???

Something soft like a sigh escapes her lips. She sounds… ridiculously sexy? “I wanted a switch so bad, didn't know how to tell you without my words kicking your balls.” She plays with her dress, pulling it upward as the hem grazes past her smooth knees and skits up her fine thighs. “Didn't know how to say that I’ve always wanted to fuck your friends, taste all three power boys.” She stops, barely a few inches away from us. “And all along, I thought you loved exclusive bangs…”

"Just be you! Maybe he will be interested in people who have a positive energy like you?" "Definitely no!" "Why not? A man with a few words like him perfectly for a girl like you!" Dove believed a man who is cool as a cucumber would go crazy for a naughty girl. Clara has this mysterious charm that makes any man fall in love. She's humorous and shines like a star. The difference between them is a key to making them into each other. "May I try to be a shy girl?" Clara said. Clara wanted to act like an innocent girl. She wanted to swear pink and have thick glasses. Maybe she chose a "nerdy" look. She is girl shy outside, and a good bed is the best.

Ash grabs my hand and pulls me in. The guys all follow as us girls shimmy up to the bar. Hayden coolly leans on the bar. "What do you girls want?" "Screwdriver, please." Georgia yells. "Wine for me." Ash says. "Whiskey on the rocks." I call out. Hayden orders beers for all the guys and our drinks. Georgia screams. "I love this song! Dance floor now!" We all start bouncing and dancing to the dancefloor after the bartender gets our drinks.

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

I opened an incognito tab, found the video that best fit my fantasies, and pressed play. A girl on her knees between two guys, one in her mouth and the other sliding in from behind. She can't scream or moan properly since her mouth is full, but her muffled moans sound desperate and perfect. I slid my hand beneath the waistband of my panties before I could even think. I was fucking soaked so it was easy to slide two fingers in. My mouth fell open, a breathless moan escaping my lips. I curled them, closing my eyes, imagining it was Jake or Tyler's fingers instead. I knew it was wrong. They were five years older than I was. I was their best friend’s little sister but I could hardly control the

Turned real. Yeah... karma. I blocked every number she had. Thought that was it. Yeah... I underestimated how shameless she could get. A few days later, a video blew up online. Jenny sat in front of the camera, crying. "Hi everyone, I'm Jenny Knapp. I'm officially accusing my ex, Gavin Granville—heir to Granville Group. He set me up just to break up with me, bankrupted my family, and ruined my wedding! He's heartless—just plays with people's feelings. If he can't have me, he'll destroy me!"

“I hate how some women lower themselves like that, always chasing a man. Be independent, be attractive—like our heroine. No wonder Nate loves her. She’s nothing like clingy Isabella.” The words felt like daggers, slicing into my chest. And if that wasn’t enough, they twisted the knife again and again until my heart felt raw. Sadness, anger, embarrassment—it all tangled together inside me. They were right. Even after falling asleep, I’d found my way back to Nate’s arms. Even though I knew how much he hated it. “I…” I started, but before I could say more, Nate pulled me closer. His magnetic voice whispered right next to my ear. “We didn’t have sex last night. How about I make it up to you now?

It was unlike other videos she used to watch. Vicky swallowed and tapped on the profile to see more of his videos. She tapped on a recent video. It was a different woman that looked like a hot model. She was lying on her back, a towel barely draped across her stomach. His hands were massaging her cleavage, gliding down between the soft swell of her breasts. She could see his thumbs brushing the sides of her breast, even near her nipples.