Captain Underpants Erica Novels & Stories

Eric felt Nana's arms tighten around him. Mine! “I'm getting too big, I think. I am taller than the others. I have pubic and armpit hair. Men…” Eric swallowed heavily, “They want boys, not men. I think Narweh was going to kill me." “Stop,” Nana sobbed against Eric’s neck, “I can’t listen any more.” Eric felt something just release inside him: humiliation. The raw, raw humiliation spread through him. "Don't love me anymore knowing I was a whore?"

I didn’t get five seconds. Three girls were already waiting by the sinks, all fake tans and fake laughs and real venom. I recognized them instantly regulars on Rowan’s I*******m comments, the ones who called him “daddy” unironically. And no I'm not some stalker, I just happened to notice one night, you know while digging up about him. “Wow, look who it is,” the blonde in the middle said, tilting her head like she was talking to a lost puppy. “Captain’s little charity case.”

It was the kind of look that I had avoided my entire life, but yet I couldn’t stop looking at him. I swallowed nothing in particular as I forced out the smile from my lips. “I know you’re so mad at me right now, but...” Cole gave me that questioning face, and just as I was about to reply, the door of his room slid open, and a figure that I never thought I would see stood there. I looked at the unfamiliar girl dressed in his jersey. Her hair was packed in a messy bun, and she looked like she could win a fucking beauty pageant despite being slutty.

Erika commanded. "Yes!" Angel answered loudly and ran away. My gaze fell upon Erika. She was removing the false eyelashes that Angel applied on her lash line. She wore her hair up, looked down at the dress, and sighed. She must be thinking about whether to change it or not. What? Is anything wrong with my face? Erika felt my gaze and looked up at me in confusion. “Nothing wrong. It just occurs to me that you are only an eighteen-year-old girl.” I caressed her face, the long scar on her face. She was only one year older than Angel and here she was, teaching Angel how to fight. It broke my heart to think about what she might have gone through.

I say looking down. "That's big man. I have never known you to be like this. Hell, you didn't even kiss the women you fucked." He says and I cringe. "Yeah, I don't want to talk about that. Kera got pissed on the plane because I let it slip that the flight attendant sucked me off a couple of times." I say and I feel embarrassed. Has Kera really changed me that much? I would openly talk about this without feeling an ounce of remorse, but now I feel shy and regretful.

she smiled, holding the bedcover loosely against her chest. Dayo had to agree that Mercy was worth more than the 100K bet he and his friends had, not that he needed the money but he took pride in winning the bet. Mercy wasn't any different from the other girls, all beauty with no brains. Dayo longed for a little bit of challenge. These babes he and his friends had been preying on were just too easy, one wink and they were willing to break their backs for him. "Why are you in a rush?" Mercy asked, sitting up. This slow but deliberate movement allowed the bedcover to slid down her chest, revealing one breast with bite marks around it's taut brown nipple.

He pauses, feeling the damp fabric. His eyes glisten with mischief as he says tauntingly, "And here I was thinking you loathed me so much." He rubs against the material of my panties and shakes his head. "Such a hypocrite." I can't believe he just called me that. I contemplate closing my eyes and praying for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. The one title I've been avoiding all night just left Carl's lips, and it's directed at me. He doesn't look at me with disgust, though — a normal person probably would, considering all the resistance I've put up against him until now — but Carl doesn't. If anything, his green eyes glint with excitement as he pushes my panties aside and finds my

"You feel good Evan. Too good for this shit life." "Stop that." I sat back and looked at him. Our chests pressed close. "You are not alone anymore. Say it." Kade's eyes locked on mine. The gray looked stormy. "I am not alone. Not with you here." "Good." I rocked against him slow feeling him harden under me. "Now let me take care of you." He groaned low. "You are killing me Captain." I grinned despite everything and helped him out of his pants. Mine followed quick. Naked we moved careful on the bed. I grabbed the lube from his bag and slicked us both.

My hips jerked, cock twitching against my abs. “That’s it,” he growled. “You’re taking my fingers so fucking well.” My breath left me in broken, shaky bursts as I pressed back against him, matching the rhythm of his fingers with slow, needy rolls of my fucking hips. I felt like I was losing my damn mind. “Lube me up, Andrew,” Captain said, tossing me the lube. “Get my cock nice and slick so I can fuck you.” It was a fucking miracle I didn’t come right then. And an even bigger one that my hands stayed steady as I squeezed out the lube. I leaned in, and slowly stroked my palm down the length of his hard dick.

About what she’d look like in my bed, her hair spilling over my pillows. “Capo Dei Capi” Luca said, cutting through my thoughts. I ignored him, leaning back in my chair and drumming my fingers on the table. I wasn’t the kind of man who let anyone get under his skin, but Erica… She was different. She made me feel like I was losing control, and I hated it.