Chin-chin Filthy Frank Novels & Stories

Jiang Chen really didn't put this wine in her eyes, she had drank even the toughest stuff, but when the glass was brought to her nose, the unspeakable pungent odor came to her face- Jiang Chen: "......" "Let me tell you all a story." Jiang Chen expressionlessly put back the cup, "Just tell us about that big catfish shredding case." Everyone: "......"

I heard it was pretty gross for all to see. “We’ll stay out of the way and leave right after the apex hits.” I told him. Frankie shook his head and walked back over to the tailgate of his truck. “Come on guys, let's find a place to sit until the moon hits its apex and then we can go.” I said to Silvie and Charity. “Frankie sure is cute, I wouldn’t mind blowing that if he were my mate.” Charity murmured. I looked to where he was standing and just grinned. “Mom says you shouldn’t talk like that, Charity. Besides, sucking dick is gross.” Silvie said prissily. “As if you’d know, Silvie. You probably think the stork brings babies too.” Charity replied back.

said Franklin , it was surprising how whiny his voice sounded despite him being in his seventies “ you can’t disrespect your grandfather and disregard your mother because of that - that girl . I mean what’s so good about her ? She is plain , and a complete nerd and she doesn’t even fit the criteria of being your wife or lover . I can introduce a much better match-“ “ Don’t you dare insult her “ I snarled pointing my finger right at his nose , The tip of my forefinger was right on top of the ridge of his nose , thus for a second Franklin went cross eyed as he stared at my finger that was resting on his nose before he swelled like a bull frog and burst.

I dropped the money cases on Stan's desk. I took Zaki's gifts. Likewise, I'm not that stupid. After he raped me over and over again, I won't take the money. I'm not stupid to just think about my pride. "Wow, it looks like you've got a big victim," Stan said and open the case. "It's huge. I'm almost torn." I whispered. "CONGRATULATION!" Said Stan. Congratulation? Where? Of what that animal did to me? TSS.

"Yes, now please open and suck me again” She flinched like I’d slapped her, but she obeyed. Lips parted again, trembling. I didn’t give her time to brace. I shoved back in, deeper this time, holding her head still while I fucked her throat in short, punishing strokes. The wet, obscene gluck-gluck-gluck sounds filled the cab, mixing with her muffled cries. Her body jerked with every thrust, tears streaming freely now, but she stopped fighting. Just took it. Just let me use her.

They were chinos this time, a mustard color and more of a slim fit than Frankie was used to. “I look like some hipster try-hard,” he said, pointing at himself in the mirror. “Next I’ll be asking for a triple venti caramel macchiato with soy milk or somesuch shit while I adjust my fedora.” Liam choked on a chuckle. Frankie was an arsehole, but he could be a funny bastard. “Yeah, maybe not for you. I think we’ll stick with the jeans this time. Let me go get a couple of shirts for you to try on while you change back into the other pair.”

It kept ringing—through the drive, all the way to his place. “Why are all my homies calling me?” he muttered, confused. He finally picked up. “Anthony, wha—” “Shit, Franklin,” his friend cut in, laughing, “your fetish is kinda wild. I’m impressed.” Franklin blinked. “Bro, what are you talking about?” “You haven’t checked your girl’s socials? Thought she was your girl. What’s with the lovey-dovey photos and that caption with your grandpa? You two running some swinger-couple thing? Man, you play hard.”

“ Look at this pussy, so desperate and so weeping. Does my brother know that his innocent wife is being a good slut for me?” The degrading words didn't turn me on, if anything, they made my stomach clench and pussy throb harder. “ Roman please… I want to pee!” I screamed, something devastatingly destructive building inside me. Roman chuckled before pulling away, his fingers withdrawn making me feel empty. I groaned in protest. “ If I let you cum so fast, what's the fun in that?”

I stood up on legs that barely felt like mine, knees soft, blood humming. Every inch of my body pulsed with memory, with desire, with that reckless craving that had never really gone quiet since the retreat. Slowly, deliberately, I peeled off my scrubs. Not all at once. I let them slide down my hips with a kind of teasing ease, like my skin was aching to be bared. Underneath, I wore the set I had no business wearing to work. Blood red. Lacy. Practically a sin.

I gave in and started rocking my hips in tiny, careful movements, grinding my swollen clit against his circling thumb while his fingertip kept teasing my dripping hole. “That’s it,” he encouraged quietly, voice thick. “Just like that. Such a dirty little sister, riding my hand while pretending nothing’s happening. Your pussy is getting wetter every second. I can hear how slick you are when you move. Bet you want me to slip a finger inside that tight cunt, don’t you?” I let out a tiny whimper that I quickly swallowed, my thighs shaking as pleasure built fast between my legs. “Zane… you’re such a filthy fuck,” I whispered, rocking a little harder despite myself. “Your fingers feel so good on m