Filthy Frank Memes 소설 & 이야기

"Fuck." _____________

“You seriously want to remember this?” “The image of you kneeling at my feet, Bambi? When I’m sitting around in my underwear?” My eyes go wide as I gasp and stare up at him, appalled at his gall. Frankie bursts out laughing again, shaking his head. “Yeah, this is something I’m going to remember for years to come.” I just scowl and flick his gunshot wound with my finger, hard, and he gasps before starting to laugh again.

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

[What kind of trash bag are you, holding so much garbage?] [Peacocks flaunt their tails to attract mates. What's your excuse for parading your ass online?] [Patricia Harris, why don't you just die?] [Slut, you're probably wild in private, right? That video's gone viral.] [Heard you're diseased. Stay home! Don't infect us!] I stared at my phone screen, the barrage of insults washing over me. Doctored memorial photos and grotesque AI-generated images assaulted my eyes.

Fuck me fast Frank. He didn't need to be told again and started to really fuck me hard and rough and started to swear at me in the dirtiest terms, "I'm going fuck you hard mum. I going to pump you in the arse you dirty slut." Even having only cum some five or so minutes ago, Frank was going to cum again quickly. I could feel it in his motion and I wanted desperately to cum at the same time. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feelings his fucking was giving me. I started to pant and shake as my third orgasm of the day ripped through me. Perfectly, as I peaked Frank started to buck in a different rhythm. A rhythm that announced his imminent orgasm and then I felt his cock burst forth ins

First one: her in the bathroom mirror at her mom’s place, hoodie pulled up just enough to show the black lace bra, caption: “Thinking about your tongue piercing. Again.” Next: a close-up of her thighs pressed together, panties shoved to the side, fingers glistening. “Wish these were yours.” Then the video. Short. Ten seconds. Her on her bed, legs spread, two fingers buried deep, whispering my name like a prayer while she fucked herself slow and filthy. “Killian… Daddy… please…” I groaned low in my throat, hand already shoving the towel down. My cock sprang free—thick, heavy, already leaking at the tip just from the memory of her voice saying my name like that.

F*ck, I’m doomed! **********

Fuck me. *****************************************

I spread my pussy lips wide with my fingers, showing him my pink clenching hole. “Please, Sir… I’m such a dirty little cumslut. I finger my cunt every night thinking about you destroying me. Fuck me. Ruin me.” I slammed my fingers back in, moaning louder, “Mr. Harlan… please… I need your cock stretching my tight hole!” My juices were everywhere. The smell of my horny pussy filled the room. I kept eye contact, biting my lip, whimpering and begging while I masturbated frantically for him, my hips bucking.