Captain Underpants Erica Novels & Stories

Erica was starting to mess with my plans. She was supposed to be a scared little girl in my captivity, crying for her family. But she was a woman with a spine of steel and sassy mouth with a brazen and bold attitude. She was someone who challenged her captor and didn’t miss an opportunity to talk back. She had actually tried to escape and had almost succeeded. The thought made me smile a little, pulling me out of my dark rage. She was something else. I had once told her that I liked Ellison because I respected her and it turns out there was something to be respected in Erica too.

mom said Erica shook her head before glancing at me. "his hand went inside the commode and his butt flat on the cactus actually I place the cactus near the toilet and at that time, I love growing cactus with the sharp thrones ,his butts fell flat on them which made him unable to seat as well as difficult to walk" mom explained and Erica after hearing mom she laugh out loud looking at me. I gave a smirk before I kneel down in front of her and take her hand into mine which made her to stop laughing but at the same time look at me with her eyes widen.

A group of girls in matching uniforms were stretching on mats in the center of the floor. And standing right in the middle of them, looking like she owned the place, was Erika Ranch. Of course. Of course, she was the head cheerleader. I should have known. I should have expected it. She was wearing a captain's uniform. The word "CAPTAIN" was printed across the chest in glittering letters. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a high ponytail. Her makeup was perfect. She looked like every popular girl cliché come to life. She looked at me the moment I walked in. Her expression turned to one of disgust.

Also, that only had the opportunity to happen if there was something that he had to do because he had thirty percent choice in it. Erica sat still and wore a comfy smile on her face after sighting him. Her eyes couldn't stop feasting on his tough manly body. She secretly wondered how it would feel to see him again shirtless because she was sure damn sure that he wouldn't remain the same. Erica blushed when she realized her perverted thoughts and those around thought she was blushing because of Raphael's presence. Well, she was…but partly. "Wow, we were just talking about you and then you arrived. This shows you are not a bastard." Shaft cracked up happily.

Aaron stalked forward and stared down into Knox's face when he came to a halt right on his toes. "Did it stimulate your taste buds? Mess with your mind?" Aaron's hands lifted as if it was aiming to touch Knox's face but he slapped it away and stepped out of the man's offensive pressure. He snarled then opted to ignore him then shifted on his heels towards the phone. He reached for it but he halted right as his fingers touched the screen. The shock was so overwhelming from the picture that none of them registered that this was their captain, giving them a show of his privates, a full-on nude. It was obscene.

Shit, look at her tits. I whispered, "Pull my pants off." I said, "O god! Take my shorts off". Eric slid from the sofa and stepped in between my legs and bent over to reach my waistband. Larry leaned back and gave him my nipple to kiss or suck by squeezing it and pointing it straight into Eric's direction. "O Fuck! Oh! Yeah," was all I could make myself say. I put my feet flat and raised my hips, taking the weight off my ass. Eric had the waist band in his hands and when he released my breasts from his mouth, he slowly slid them down, taking my panties with them. I lowered myself back to the sofa watching Eric's hand squeeze and pull at my pussy, learning how it felt and locating my hole. I

"Huh? Why won't you tell me?" Erica smiled mischievously, tilting her head. "I can see it now... you are actually acting childish these days....very different from the cold professor I knew back then." My jaw dropped. "What?" Erica just tapped on the desk with her long red painted nails, rhythmically, like she was waiting for me to catch up to the game. I leaned back to my chair, exhaling a rough breath through my nose as I crossed my arms. I knew exactly what she was doing.

Eric looked down at Eva's breasts, but then her fist got his attention, her hand was so tight against her palms that blood was gushing out of them because her fingers had managed to make a scratch. Eric took a few steps backward s

Lauren answered, her voice dripping with that annoying stable-friend concern. "Plus, we needed a reason to get you to wash that ass. You were starting to smell like a bag of roadkill left out in the Burbank sun," Darla added, leaning back in the vinyl booth and popping a piece of nicotine gum. "The sad girl aesthetic is over, E. Now you just look like a squatter."

“Probably just a racoon. This place is crawling with them at night.” I tried to laugh too but it came out all weird and choked. My hand shook and I spilled coffee all over my fingers. It burned hot.I hissed and shook my hand like an idiot. Eric’s voice came low and soft across the table. “You alright?” That voice… the same one that always made my knees weak. I nodded fast. “Yeah. Fine.” Darcy reached over and rubbed my back like I was five. “Poor thing. Want some ice for that?”