Freddy X Mike Novels & Stories

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

“Even if Flint isn’t badly injured, I’ll still have him locked up in Jail. That’s where he belongs.” My chest tightened. The image of him sitting in a cell because of me, because of Mike’s lies, made my stomach heave. I clenched my fists against the floor to stop them from shaking. My body went rigid. Mike pulled back just enough for his voice to carry across the room. His smirk widened with his cruel tone. “On your knees,” he said louder. “Give me oral sex and do it now in front of all of them.” Laughter spread like a disease among the boys. One of them lifted his phone, the glow of the screen cutting through the dim light.

"How are you going to fuck him though? Pour your seed into him, he gets pregnant and delivers through his manhood. Must be really painful innit?" Nobody seems to be coming. But I do. Before I can stop him, it's too late. Xavier's claws shot out and his jaw sharpened. The growth of hair around his chin was fast and the tip of his ears got sharper. He snarled at Mike, causing people around to gasp. "You're so sensitive. Get a grip!" Mike cried out and they continued laughing. In one punch, Mike found himself on the floor. I gasped in surprise and took a step back.

“Look at her. Crying and creaming at the same time. Such a good shared fucktoy.” They fucked me like animals. Mike and Tom alternating thrusts in my stretched pussy, stretching me obscene, while Dave used my mouth like a fleshlight. Hands everywhere on my body,, slapping my tits, choking my throat, pulling my hair back. Mike reached around and rubbed my clit rough and fast like he wanted to remove it. “Admit it,” he growled in my ear. “Tell us you liked getting ruined by your dad’s best friends. Say it or we send these pictures to his phone.”

Jaxon spoke in Mike’s mind again before he pulled out and thrust more of his erection. Panting and trembling, Mike forced himself to say anything despite how hoarse he knew he would sound. “I like it. It feels so good, too good,” he arched his back for more hard thrusts as waves of pleasure coursed through him. He was lost in euphoria. The only thing he wanted right now was to get pounded mercilessly. “You are such a good boy, Mickey,” Jaxon grunted, increasing his fast strokes on Mike’s stiff cock. He longed to shift right now and pour his aphrodisiac semen into Mike’s ass to set his desire ablaze, but they hadn’t shifted since their fall from Hell, and the thought lingered in his mind like

The more the merrier, after all. Benny was handsome and silver-tongued. In just a few words, he had Rita completely charmed. But I felt deeply uncomfortable and thoroughly disgusted. From the moment he walked in, he'd been slinging mud at me. That little speech just now sounded like an explanation and an apology, but really, it just reinforced the whole "freeloader" and "burden" labels all over again.

Title: My Best Friend’s Dad Bred My Tight Hole Chapter 3 Mike got home late and we all sat together like nothing was happening. We ate dinner at the table and talked about normal stuff. Mr. Reynolds acted calm and friendly but every time Mike looked away his eyes locked on me with that dark hungry look. Under the table his foot rubbed against my leg. I could still feel his cum leaking out of me from the afternoon and it made my hole twitch. After dinner Mike went to his room to play video games. Mr. Reynolds waited until the house got quiet then pulled me close in the kitchen and kissed me hard. His big hand squeezed my ass.

In three sharp breaths, they went wild together as they reached for their fulfillment. “You are so sweet I’m afraid you might kill me with diabetes.” Mike joked as he kept their body glued together with his rod deep inside of her. Trying to grasp her breath, Liza chuckled. “You don’t believe me? Should I prove it again?” Mike was happy to go all the way again as he felt his dick hardening inside her sanctuary.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

I’m not feeling cheerful, but it’s unexpectedly good to see them. Machines stop, weights clang, and three sets of eyes turn my way. I’m heading toward the free weights, but stop. No one said “hey,” or “hello,” or even “fuck you”, for that matter. “What’s up?” I ask, even though I have a pretty good idea. Mike moves forward. He’s the only one of the three who’s married. He should also be at work. “Are you fucking around with Danny?” Mike is the one who kept my brother and me from killing each other over Cami. He’s a big dude, with a bit of a beer belly and lots of hard muscle thrown in. He takes no crap on the field or off of it.