Erica Captain Underpants Novels & Stories

Erica undermined, “I'll rip your clothes off.” She realized Erica could undoubtedly overwhelm her, so she quit slacking. “Here it comes.” She angled in reverse until she was going to fall. The air was fresh on her smooth pubic hill. She pushed her shorts over the lumps of her hips, and air hurried across her touchy labia. It shivered right away, however, seeing Erica step forward made her lips throb. “OMG!” Erica said. “Goodness, I didn't figure it could get any more attractive… amazing! Could I, um, pet your kitty?”

Irene was pouring water into glasses. Drew sat down, observing Erica. Erica's fingers were elegant, with well-manicured nails, and her skin was flawless and radiant even without heavy makeup. Her slender yet slightly curvy figure, almost 170 cm tall, made her look like a model straight out of a TV commercial. Erica also had a pleasant scent, her expensive perfume filling the room with its fragrance.

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

The girl who usually had athletes chasing her. That evening I showed up at his apartment wearing a short sundress. No panties. I didn’t even plan it that way at first, but after my shower I just… left them off. The cool air brushing against my bare pussy as I walked over made me feel dirty and excited at the same time. Vincent noticed the dress right away. His eyes traveled down my legs and back up. “You look good, Emma.”

I braced my body for his physical impact, but his hands never actually touched me. Before Caleb could close the distance between us, a very tall, broad-shouldered man stepped directly between us and completely blocked Caleb’s path. I immediately recognized the dark hair and the massive physical build of Connor Blake, the highly respected captain of the college ice hockey team. Connor stood completely still, displaying a calm but incredibly dangerous presence that made Caleb freeze instantly in his tracks. "Is there a specific reason why you are harassing my girlfriend on the public sidewalk, Mercer?" Connor asked, his voice sounding incredibly cold and entirely steady.

Chapter 59 -Who the captain really is Emma tapped her phone and opened her social media. Almost immediately, notifications started popping up everywhere. Right in the middle of them was a video from a morning TV show featuring Allison. Emma pressed play. Allison was sitting in a cream-colored blazer, looking sad as the interviewer asked her about the canceled wedding. “I just never thought my own sister could do something like this,” Allison said. “I tried to protect her, but some people only care about what they can get.”

Viktor snatched Erica's two legs from beneath her and opened them. Erica's hole was noticed by Viktor. Viktor knelt beside Erica's bed and licked her private parts. Because of what Viktor was doing to her, Erica experienced a peculiar tickling sensation. He snatched Viktor's head from under his feet. Viktor licked Erica's hole even more, which caused Erica to become even more agitated and agitated. Viktor rose to his feet shortly after. Erica, who was resting on the bed, caught his attention. Viktor came up behind Erica and gripped her legs once more. Erica's feet were resting on his shoulder, and he pointed his hard manhood at Erica's gaping wound.

"I am the captain of the New York Glaciers. I have a reputation. I have sponsors. I can't... I can't do this." "Do what? Be happy?" Oliver took a step closer. "Be gay!" Alexander shouted. The words echoed in the large room. "I'm not gay, Oliver. I can't be. My father... the team... they expect me to be a legend. Legends don't sleep with their male assistants." He looked panicked. He looked like a trapped animal. Oliver felt a pang of sympathy. He walked right up to Alexander. He didn't care that he was naked and Alexander was in a suit. He felt more powerful like this.

Eric slipped a finger inside her—slowly, then pulled back and added another. "Ah—" she gasped, biting her lip. He pumped them rhythmically, curling just right. Then he found her clit and circled it, fast and deliberate. Vivian’s legs trembled. Her knees nearly buckled. "Eric—" she moaned very loud . He grabbed some tissues from her desk and gently stuffed them between her lips. "Shh. Can’t have the whole floor hearing how good I make you feel." He stepped back, unfastened his belt, unzipped his pants, and dropped his briefs. His cock sprang free, thick and pulsing. The cap glistening with precum .

“What a good little girl you are.” One of his hands slid up to cup her left breast, her nipple hard and painfully sensitive beneath the fabric. His other hand slowly slipped through the band of her pajamas and then paused as he felt something. “Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. She had no underwear on. Twilight pressed her lips together. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” She bit her lip and whispered, “Maybe.” Eric grinned, sliding his fingers further. She was already drenched without him doing much.