Shemales can be different as I noticed. Some of them look and sound like real girls. Bdsm games are really exciting with such people.:bananad: :bananad: :bananad:
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Shemales can be different as I noticed. Some of them look and sound like real girls. Bdsm games are really exciting with such people.:bananad: :bananad: :bananad:
futanari is basically anime shemales and I found a collection of futa ballbusts that may interest you all.
http://orz.gurochan.net/req/archive/1241815056
I hope this isnt a repost...
Awesome. Thanks! :thumbupQuote:
Originally Posted by fittizzioh
This one is asking to get them squeezed from behind.
Especially from a hot girl. Anyone agree?
http://www.imagefap.com/photo/206408...lls%2F19-1.jpg
I would like to see it, if
I remember there's a woman in this forum (Snoodle?) that would like to have balls... wouldn't you like to be kicked there? Then why there aren't videos or images about that subject? there must be a market for it...[/quote]
That one does have a nice body. Here is a t-girl that (IMO) has a rockin' body, a great face, and nice low hanging fruit that is ripe for the squeezing. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by snake1230
http://img281.imagevenue.com/loc454/..._123_454lo.jpghttp://img172.imagevenue.com/loc41/t...2_123_41lo.jpghttp://img126.imagevenue.com/loc255/..._123_255lo.jpg
I think when my time comes I would prefer to be ********* bt a Shemale, I simply adore that they still have the best of both attributes and would be willing to remove all of mine.
Bless them all, does anyone else feel the same way?
Hey, nice find Abrakadaba! And yeah, I totally agree, lol.
And golden egg, I also agree... there's so many different (and very weird) stuff on the internet, but now I am surprised that shemale ballbusting is not one of them? Or at least not much of? Who knows... I remember when CB had almost no content, and that changed. I wonder if SBB will follow suit?
this is one of the best I've seen.Quote:
Originally Posted by sadakuno
pity no one want to translate it. :(
http://g.e-hentai.org/g/380531/b953718b6e/Quote:
Originally Posted by sebi40
aaand translated
I am not shemale fun but this the most intense bb cartoon I've ever seen.Quote:
Originally Posted by sadakuno
great that aaand translate it.
who is the artist that create it? there are also others?
Found a great story where a shemale gets her crotch attacked by a woman in a bar. :)
http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/...c,14331.0.html
Thanks for sharing! :D This thread's been kinda dead lately, I need new things to entertain myself with. And it seems not many people are making it.Quote:
Originally Posted by abrakadaba
No problem. :) I also liked the stories you wrote, especially the one about the shemale who got off on the wrong foot with a vindictive gypsy woman.Quote:
Originally Posted by AmberTrans
I wrote a new quickie; was gonna post it to the EA archive like normal, but their new site is...less than intuitive. So, here it is instead! HYAAA!
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Stage Fright
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Shannon bit her lip. She could hear the girls behind the curtain. A full 300 of her classmates sat huddled in the auditorium, awaiting the announcement eagerly, if only so they could get out of the sardine-can like seating when it was over. Shannon gulped as the high pitched, obnoxious squeak of the curtains signaled that it was time.
Shannon was a tall girl, often referred to as an amazon by her friends. At just over six feet, she had a way of intimidating boys with both her stature and her blunt manner of speech, often saying what was on her mind without thinking of the consequences it would have for her immediate social situation. This suited her fine.
She was shapely, with modest, but perky breasts and a nice, round rear. More often than not, her black hair was pulled back into a bun. Faint freckles adorned her cheeks, between which sat a round nose. Overall, she was an attractive girl, and she knew it. Still, she didn't date much, if only because she could keep herself very, very good company.
As the curtain squeaked back, Shannon got into position. The collective gasp that rose from the 300 girls in the crowd nearly created a draft in the auditorium as Shannon stood on stage before them, nude from the waste down. Her bloated testicles were packed into a tight, round sack the size of a softball, her seven inches of throbbing meat jutting upward at an angle, foreskin pulled back over a throbbing purple knob. She started slowly, at first, bucking her hips, and as her pace quickened the murmurs in the crowd did to. She locked her hands behind her head as her hips really got going, her hard penis slapping against her abdomen. The looks of disgust from her classmates turned her on even more as a small dribble of pre oozed from her shaft, droplets landing on the stage.
Shannon continued to buck her hips as if fucking and imaginary partner. Her penis slapped against her abdomen with surprising force, the noise getting wetter and wetter as pleasure built. Shannon envisioned herself as a stallion, masturbating the only way it could, slapping it's huge member against it's stomach. There was a clattering as change and other odds and ends were flung on stage, the girls growing more outraged as the display continued. Shannon's mouth hung open with gasping breaths as a number of girls approached the stage, now furious. She didn't stop for even a second as they clambered on stage with her. As angry hands reached out to grab her, she ejaculated. Long, ropey streams of semen splattered across the stage, and the angry murmuring erupted into raged shouting.
Shannon was still cumming as they pulled her down, slapping and punching her face, her breasts, her stomach. Anywhere they could. Her back arched as that fury found her penis. Hands grabbed and twisted, punched and slapped. Her penis bent one way, and was wrenched from that hand violently by another, then twisted until it felt like it might tear off. Shannon was still hard. She shrieked as one girl slammed a textbook down on her erect penis, buckling it with an audible popping sound, the turgid rod of flesh turning immediately purple, no longer a rigid shaft, but more football shaped as it swelled. Her testicles were trapped between fingers, pinched like grapes. A fist collided with her balls, and she saw stars. They were pulled, stretched as if someone was trying to rip them off. Finally someone got the idea to stomp them. A thick soled shoe fell, hard and fast, and Shannon could only cry. Her testicles distended, flattened, and popped in her bloated sack with an audible squelch. Shannon ejaculated again. This time, it was blood. Thick crimson ropes splattered across her stomach as stomp after stomp came down on her ruined testicles.
Shannon sat up, sweating and panting. Her sheets were soaked, and the daze of sleep was still fogging her mind. Hurredly, she flings the sheets aside and tugs down the hem of her shorts. Sure enough, there it was. That big, rotund, softball sized sack and her usual, turgid shaft looking up at her, proud as ever.
It was raining outside. The sun wouldn't be up for another three hours. Shannon frowned, her eyes narrowing on her penis.
"I don't know what you're so smug about. One of these days I really will just cut you off."
She unceremoniously grabbed her throbbing organ, tugged down those shorts, hunched over, and began jerking off. She blew her load in moments. She never did have much stamina.