Fanfiction Randy Cunningham Novels & Stories

She raised her heart-shaped ass up to meet his frenzied thrusts and tried to keep her shrill screams of pleasure somewhat muted in the early morning silence. Marcy recovered quickly and watched the tableau with rising passion. Her own anus was quivering and remained still gaped after her own recent anal impalement but she was caught up in being witness to the mulatto girl's anal penetration only inches from her face. The kinky businesswoman pushed her beautiful face into the point of coupling and kissed and licked both the vampire chief and the trembling mulatto girl with her fevered lips and greedy tongue. Lafitte chuckled and shoved all four of his fingers into the human's gaped anus. It w

Blood, hot and sweet, flooded his tongue while Elias’s hand fisted in his hair and pulled him closer. “Fuck you,” Elias hissed in the dream, but his legs spread wider, letting Ronan settle between them. Their cocks rubbed together, slick with sweat and pre cum, the friction brutal and perfect. Ronan thrust harder, pinning the vampire king beneath his heavier frame, one hand wrapping around both their lengths and stroking rough and fast. Elias’s head fell back, exposing more of that long throat, body shuddering every time Ronan’s thumb brushed over the sensitive head of his cock.

He asks her softly. “Char…. Char Sparrow.” Lexi states in a whisper as her mate’s face turns into stone. No expression can be seen as he stares off into space. Anger starts to come pouring out of his aura. Lexi shivers at the sight, taking a step back. She has never seen him so mad. Not in the twenty plus years they have been together. Just as suddenly as it came it went away as Randy turns on his heel and walks back over to the bookcase. Picking up two of the leather bond books. He glances at the bookshelf quickly and snags one other before walking to the doorway. “What are you waiting for Lexi. We have to get back before everyone leaves.” He states as she starts running after him. A shiver

Justin’s POV Randy sat at the table opposite me, going over reports of available warriors and supplies. While we weren’t openly fighting anyone at the moment, we still had dangerous adversaries lurking just out of sight. No one thought the Huntsman had given up. I cleared my throat. “Randy? Can I ask you a question?” “Mmm,” he muttered, not looking up. “Did I abuse Helen?” His gaze jerked up to me so fast that I was surprised he didn’t hurt his neck. “What?”

I needed some answers and I needed them now! As I set the tray aside for Zane, a plan formed in my mind. I really needed answers, and Randolph seemed like the perfect source. I quickly followed him out of the room, with my heart pounding with each step. I saw him in the corridor, coming out of Jayden's room. Walking up to him, I touched his arm lightly to gain his attention before whispering in a low tone. "Randolph, please tell me. Who is Mandy?" A mischievous glint appeared in the old man’s eyes. "Why, Mrs. McAllister," he said, emphasizing my fake title, "is Mr. McAllister’s pretend wifey feeling a tad bit jealous?"

R. She lightly stroked her fingers over the words he'd written, then felt silly for doing it. She knew she had a serious crush on him. It was ridiculous, really. More out of her league he could not be. And there were rumors about his being a player. She wondered about the woman with him at the club. Flavor of the month? Flavor of the night? She didn't care. He was interested in her, Maggie Flynn, in having her work at Murphy, Rannigan. It's a start, she thought.

Leading Randy over, she pointed at each person and introduced them one by one, "This is mommy's best friend, Jade. These are her two children, Charles and Fannie. Jade and I know each other for a long time." Then, she introduced Randy to Jade and the others, saying, "This is my son, Randy." Fannie, being quick-witted, gave Randy a big hug right away. "Hello, Randy! I'm so happy to finally meet you. Patricia has talked about you so much and now I can see you in person." Randy, being used to his solitary nature since childhood, felt overwhelmed by Fannie's enthusiasm. His face turned red, unsure of where to put his hands and feet.

And now Randy was here, filling the void; I’d be damned to let this opportunity pass. I stroked him slowly until we arrived. When we returned home, the door closed behind us with a sound that felt final. Randy turned. “Elaya—” I held his hand and led him to the couch, then pushed him to sit. He bit his lip, clearly flushed. I stripped slowly, and soon I stood naked before my husband’s brother. “My hormones have been all over the place, Randy… My pussy is throbbing every hour; it desperately needs to be fucked.”

The sex Randall gave me during that heat was magnificent, and even Candace ended up pregnant from that encounter with him. Candace and I have been best friends since I moved here with Annalise, my mother, and my stepdad. I was surprised and over the moon when we found out that both of us had Randall as our mate. The only problem was, at the time, Annalise had already claimed him as hers. Little did I know at that time she hadn't claimed him, he had claimed her and then wouldn't let her go.

She wants this to last, but her aching pussy is taking over and picking up the pace. Randy is starting to wonder what happened to his sister. He's been sitting in the living room rubbing his hard cock, waiting for a full front view of her tits as she comes back down the hall. When she doesn't return, he walks down the hall and listens at his parent's door. Hearing nothing, he grips the doorknob, pulling the door toward him to hide the sound of the lock as he slowly turns it and pushes it open about three inches. Oh my god! He can't believe what he's hearing. His sister is fucking their father. Pushing the door open a little more, he can see her on top of him, her tits mesmerizing him as they