Captain Underpants George Beard Novels & Stories

The humiliating ritual took a whole new turn when the men started spitting and urinating on george after they were done. The whole madness lasted until George had no willpower to fight until all the men were done and had their fill of him. George fell to the ground, not moving, just breathing and wincing. Pedro stood over him, knife dripping. He spat on him. Pulled out his dick and peed on him. “How does it feel to be treated like a bitch” Pedro said. He tucked his dick a way in his, “Usher in the next batch, I want this over and done with as I need to be in the office soon”

"We have a team outside your mountain estate right now, Captain. The power grid to your valley just dropped, and our guys saw a woman inside the house before the shutters came down." Rhys’s posture went completely rigid. He gripped my arm tighter, though he didn't seem to realize he was doing it. "You are trespassing on private property, Dan. Call your people off before I contact the state police." "You can call whoever you want, Rhys, but we already have the story," the reporter countered, his tone full of corporate confidence. "Our sources inside the front office say you haven't touched a hockey stick in five days. We know about the knee. We are running the headline at midnight: *The eight

George said, as he sat down beside Barbie, having left to take a piss when Karen began dining on pussy. "Take that dick all the way down your throat," Barbie ordered, grabbing the white bitch's hair and yanking her to the dick. Karen opened wide, and took it in her mouth. "Suck it, slut," George ordered, as he enjoyed watching the bitch suck cock while getting fucked. Karen, wanting to be a great slut, bobbed hungrily, taking the entire cock deep in her mouth, while taking every inch in her ass. "That's why she is crabby all the time," Barbie laughed, as she watched the bitch really get into it.

She was enjoying this, and George was a good teacher and he had a huge cock. “Lucas kneel down beside Cordelia ’s head.” She felt Lucas clamber on to the bed and kneel beside her; she looked across at him and noticed his naked erection. He wasn’t as big as George was, but he was certainly big enough to fill her soaking wet sheath. George also climbed on to the soft bed and started kissing Cordelia ’s feet gently, she squirmed and the soft mattress felt good against her naked tight ass.

Beau is going to be the death of me. “I promise not to dress like this again.” “Good girl.” He takes his fingers away from me. I release a breath of relief, but my celebration is short-lived. My widening eyes follow Beau as he bends to the ground, pulling my underwear down my legs. He helps me to step out of my panties and takes them off. I am too baffled by his bold move to even find the words to speak. I watch as he brings them to his face and sniffs my soaked G-string. Oh my God! This is so embarrassing. I don’t even want to think about how dripping wet I am right now.

, he said. "Ahh! Me?" He questioned under his breath and reluctantly got up, then walked over to the space Kaylan pointed at, and laid down. He raised up the whip high in the air and 'twak', it came down on George's butts and he screamed out. "No, noo", Carlson said waving his head in disagreement, "pull down your pants to your knee level", he said and they all shouted. "Are you all…", the one with the gun shouted cocking and pointing it at them, they scrambled up to their feet immediately and began pulling down their trousers.

"Open your eyes and look carefully! That's our captain! The Pirate Queen!" Hank's legs gave out as he collapsed on the deck while Winnie's phone slipped from her hand again and it fell on the deck with a clatter. She kept shaking her head, her words all over the place. "No... There's absolutely no way that's true! If she's the Pirate Queen, then why would she wash our underwear and take out our trash every day?!" I walked over to Kaplan's sofa and sat down, crossing my legs. Kaplan immediately scrambled over on his hands and knees and used his sleeve to wipe the dust off the tip of my boots.

Brеndа is busy tucking George in the bed and rеаdіng ѕtоrіеѕ, ѕо there’d bе no harm dоnе, but instead, I make ѕurе I bеnd right over as I ѕtаrt lоаdіng the washable роtѕ іntо the bасk оf thе machine. Turnіng, I see thаt hе’ѕ changed іntо a раіr оf low-slung workout pants аnd a t-shirt. Hіѕ аrmѕ аrе cut, thе muѕсlеѕ tоtаllу dеfіnеd. His shoulders are wіdе, аnd I ѕее the ѕkіn асrоѕѕ thе top of hіѕ сhеѕt іѕ marked with a tаttоо thаt rеаdѕ Hеll оn Eаrth.

"It was later in the week ... after we'd experienced a couple of the curiosities that we'd gone there to explore. That really knocked down any inhibitions we might have had left. We found we were open to just about anything after that!" "So, just tell me if I'm stepping over the line," Gary said, "but dare I ask what curiosities you went there to explore?" "Kind of like you, I guess," George said, "I've always had this fantasy about watching another guy fuck Marge." "Was it everything you imagined?" Beth asked. "Oh, yes!" George answered. "My dick was drooling pre-cum like a leaky faucet while I watched her suck that long black cock and then take it up her cunt!"

Cillian replied. "Then what do you suggest?, go and wear other clothes on Cillian, so they can at least hide that, not wearing boxer alone and expecting it to cover up that" George said wondering why this son of his is so big, he is not a fool, as a man who has experienced many things, he knew how long and thick that thing was judging from the outline alone, and he knew it was more than ten inch, maybe a ten and half, she felt himself frustrated, Cillian smiled, or more of smirked "I can't put on another clothes on George, I will feel bundled up and suffocating, don't you see how sweaty I am?" he said nonchalantly before walking pass his dad to the living room, he wanted to distract his dad'