Be Cool Honey Bunny Pulp Fiction Novels & Stories

Something about a man who only learned to appreciate a home after burning down the first one. But Poppy suddenly yawned so widely that her entire face turned into a baby again. “Mommy,” she said, hugging the glitter-covered paper to her chest. “I’m still not sleepy.” “You almost swallowed your own face with that yawn.” “That wasn’t sleepy. That was dramatic oxygen.” Sebastian took the glitter paper from her before it could fall onto the rug. “Bunny’s office is closed.” “No.” “The emergency evacuation is over. Lawyers need sleep.”

Her tongue on the tip as she savaged the cum. “You’re so stingy. How could you deny me this, honey?” She giggles, mouthful of cum. His cum. He watched her suck his cock as he grabs her head, guiding her and feeling her hair. “You’re so naughty.” She looks up at him, almost couldn’t let go of his cock. “Only for you.” She takes in his balls and runs her tongue on it. Finally he groaned low and came. Cum shot deep into her. He held her tight. Some cum dripped onto the floor. Rebecca quickly wiped it up.

Only then did he pull off with a wet pop, licking the cum that had smeared on his lips with his tongue, eyes locked on me. He reached for the honey jar again. My legs were still spread wide, hole exposed and twitching from need. Alex used both hands to pull my cheeks apart, spreading me obscenely open. I felt completely vulnerable as he tilted the jar and poured a generous, thick stream of golden honey directly onto my hole. The sticky sweetness dripped down my crack, coating my rim and slowly sliding inside me. It felt warm, strange, and incredibly… Wonderful.

"I did it for the money. We had been broke and struggling all our lives. Suddenly I had a chance to make some real money. Honey talked me into it, she even took me into the club and had me watch while she danced. She was really good. "Then Bill offered us some coke and we took it. You weren't around me much in the early days, but I was a real party girl and the coke was nothing new to me. The stuff he had was almost pure and it wasn't long before I disconnected with reality. I came to my senses in bed with Bill. And Honey. He'd had sex with both of us. I screamed and ran out of the room. Honey got me into an empty room, calmed me down, and helped me shower. She had douches so we both used th

Chapter one Serena’s pov “ ahhh ahhh, fuck me harder daddy, ” puck bunny one by my right. “ Oh that's so big I want it all inside me… ahh” puck bunny two by my left. House of Eve was packed tonight, and yet Collins said I would be missed… seems to me they would be just fine. Every room was filled with a puck bunny either having a dick choking them while another nigga fucked her from behind or being eaten out while fingering another bitch; for the men that love to watch the show.

“That’s it, Bunny. Take Daddy’s cum. Take it like the nasty little bunny you are.” “Swallow” And I fucking did.

I want to speak, but the words die in a moan. My heart stops. Everything stops. I hear it, the obscene sound of his hole swallowing my cock, his desperate grunts as he struggles to accommodate my girth. Moonlight spills through the window, painting him in shades of blue. He's never looked more perfect. "Oh, God." Bunny's nails dig into my shoulders. "Fuck, you're so monstrous. You're going to split me in half." I buck my hips upward. He cries out, "Uh yeah, Daddy!"

“Such a good girl for Daddy. This pussy was made for me. Made to be fucked by your professor.” He changed angles, hitting a spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes. I cried out, back arching. “Right there?” he asked, pounding into that spot relentlessly. “Is that where my shy little girl needs Daddy’s cock?” “Yes! Daddy— please— don’t stop!” He fucked me harder, one hand reaching between us to rub my clit in tight circles. The pleasure built fast and overwhelming. “I’m gonna come,” I sobbed. “Daddy, I’m going to come—”

Maybe her days as the Easter Bunny weren’t quite behind her yet. The group surrounding Rue--the bound girl who’d been forced to have who knew how many orgasms--parted to allow Willow and Piper to join them. Willow recognized Rue as the cashier from High Concept who’d been in the room at Christmas, just hanging out while a couple of guys played video games. Willow’s eyes were drawn to the red, swollen lips of Rue’s pussy. Drops of Rue’s juices fell from her onto the floor below, and Willow could smell the strong scent of the bound girl’s arousal. She was well aware of how horny she was, as well, and knew that if she took off her shorts and panties, her own smell would mingle with Rue’s.

"She doesn't seem to like that cat. Just kept yelling as she tried looking for it. She sounded near hysterical, I'm telling you, just like she has bipolar disorder or something." The moment Dylan finished speaking, Kevan was already out of the car. "Hey! Where are you going?" Dylan also unfastened his seat belt and hurried down after him too. Kevan had returned to Ruby's place, and she had found the kitten. When Kevan went inside, she saw her strangling Muffin's neck with one hand, a twisted, hideous smile on her face. Muffin was meowing in agony; her voice was so pitiful even as her four limbs flailed in the air.