Female Jason Voorhees Novels & Stories

She questioned, and I rubbed my glossy lips together while Jonathan kept using his thumb to caress the back of my hand. “Yes, I was the woman he left at the altar. It still amazes me how information and pictures of me have been cleared from the Internet.” I chuckled small. “But I feel very satisfied and happy that those women who were unable to escape the assault of those men, unlike me, can now speak and get the justice they deserve and will also be protected. Which is one of the few steps in dealing with the trauma.” I responded simply, and she smiled nodding slowly. “Lovely! And another hand, there might be speculation that your son, Jason, who won the competition a few months ago only wo

After a few more thrusts, John let go and she slid back, taking a few breaths. "Come here," she said, wiggling a finger at Jason. Dex looked over and saw that the young man was hard again. "You're not going to get to keep that thing away from me like that," she said, beckoning him over with one hand, then moving it back over to grip Dex's throbbing shaft. Hesitantly, Jason stood up in front of her. She took the lead again, leaning forward and taking him effortlessly, a pair of moans erupting from the two of them.

she says shyly again, Jason couldn't believe his ears, she's beautiful and as an angelic voice she is an omega but she could pass out to be a pack warrior If she wants to, if she's not interested in being one she could be a bodyguard, an ethical staff but a domestic staff? She's too pretty and for a domestic staff, "Good, I need my room clear. I've been having trouble doing a couple things you and your co-worker tend to do. I have the keys with me but I'm in a hurry to do it later in the day?" Jason asks being cunning

Jason coughed, laughing “You’ll have to be more specific. I remember slamming a lot of girls and including your sister. That whore!” “You bastard!” I lunged toward him, but Kyle caught me by the waist. “Let us handle it here,” he whispered. I fought the urge to punch him in his eyes. Every part of me was burning. Adrian stepped closer. “Lila. The girl you called a whore in front of her mother. Where is she?” Jason blinked, then smiled again. “Oh, her? How the fuck do you expect me know that? Is she gone?.” Adrian grabbed Jason by the collar. “Where the hell is she?”

Vicky repeated in surprise. "Yeah! It's all over the internet. They said that Jason killed a woman over a decade ago, but he went unpunished because of his influence in the country. That woman's younger sister underwent plastic surgery..." Cece lowered her voice. "To take revenge on Jason, this woman spent all her hours going through countless surgeries to look like Jason's type. She became so skilled in the art of seduction that Jason fell head over heels for her. He even calls her his dream girl and a while back, his 'dream girl' finally agreed to sleep with him. Eventually..." Cece paused. Curious, Vicky asked, "What happened? Did she kill him?"

she mumbled leaning back, pushing her hair away from her face and I laughed slightly sitting up watching as Jason undid his buttoned down shirt, leaving his perfectly sculpted body on display. "I don't really think she would appreciate being raped," Jason replied releasing a laugh. "Cassi would you?" Jason asked me softly including me into the conversation. "More like bondage, in a roleplay sense," Starr added and I smiled shyly not hating the idea. "So that's a yes?" He asked and she leaned forward kissing me softly, before pulling away her eyes staying with mine. "I'll get your dinner," Starr announced softly referring to Jason, pecking my lips once more before removing herself from my bod

And I know what she's capable of doing. Jason I dare not show a sign of weakness, because she smells fear from miles away and sees it as an opportunity to prey on. The ambience is troubled, because one woman clearly refuses to bow to the other, and she can't handle rebelliousness. “Molly, I have been searching for you for hours. Where have you been? Mom, I can see you and Molly are getting along”. Jason breaks into the heated environment and now, I have to put on an act. I can't be rebellious to his mom in his presence like that, I mean not now, because he never sees wrong in anything she does

I was faux-serious. "Mr. - Cáel," Jason looked over my shoulder. "I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it." "Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?" I inquired. "The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass," Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun'. "Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee," I waved good-bye.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

“Jason, uhh—“she cried out, her thighs clenching and entire body going rigid. She shouts her release, closing her eyes tightly as the waves wash over her. The sight of her, head thrown back, lips parted has me humming in my pants like a freaking teenager. I shake from the force to if. Even as the waves passed, my dick still remained hard as a rock. Jenna looked at me, an almost humorous glint in her eyes. I shot her a glare. “Don’t even think about it,” I muttered, smacking her ass a little in warning. “What?” She chuckles in that sweet voice that haunted my dreams. “What are you talking about?” I felt the errant need to defend myself and I grumbled lowly under my breath. “What?” She stroked