Freen And Becky Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Becky was an absolutely amazing cocksucker! I gradually shifted so that my back was against the wall and my legs were spread out comfortably in front of me. Becky never let my cock out of her mouth. She followed me as I moved, and eventually curled up between my legs and settled in for a nice, long session. Her lips and tongue explored the head and shaft of my cock thoroughly, and then she started introducing more and more of it to her fabulously talented throat.

" We were both fourteen back then, we went to the same school, attended the same classes, and even had the same circle of friends. We were very close, all until a new girl joined our class. Her name was Becky, and my fourteen-year-old self thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She had blond hair the same shade as Amy's, and her eyes were the brightest blue I had ever seen. It was love at first sight, and I didn't even wait for class to be over before asking her out. The first thing she said to me was whether I was related to Amy, when I agreed she quickly accepted my offer and demanded that we hang out in Amy's house " " Let me guess, Amy was the one she liked " " Yes, but

Beck pushes herself away from the wall where she was leaning and starts to clap slowly as she approaches me. “Wow, everyone!” she says in a sarcastic tone. “Wasn’t that a lovely speech from our Princess Ruby?” She stops clapping once she’s in front of me and glares at me with her one uncovered eye. “You are no Lycan,” she growls. Beck reaches out with both hands. Her hands meet my body and she shoves... Hard. Before I can catch my balance, I’m falling backwards, then colliding with the water with a loud splash.

Phoebe held her cell phone, she was scared that Becky would throw her cell phone out the window. "Phoebe!" snapped Becky once again. Nervously, Phoebe gave her her cell phone. With one swift movement, Becky touched the green button, accepting the call. "Mr. Beckett?" greeted Becky coldly. "Becky? Is that you?!" *****

"To be fair, I really wouldn't have. I was... on another plane of existence." Rachel crawled over to them then, apparently hearing enough to know they were talking about her. "Fuck," Becky said, clutching at Duncan's back. Giggling, Rachel came over and forced her head between Duncan's chest and her sister's, then started kissing Becky's breasts. "Goddamnit Rach," Becky weakly protested. Despite the words, she reached up with a free hand and cradled her sister's head, moaning as she moved over and began to suck on a nipple.

Freen walked towards me and pulled my left arm, but I am faster because before she could even blink, her body is already on top of me. Her top clothes is thin and she is not wearing her bra so I felt it when her bossom firmly pressed on my chest. "K-Kaden!" She gasped. I cursed in my mind when her breathe fanned on my neck. Because of our position, something in my body have woken up. "Let go off me." Freen put her two hands on my chest and struggled to freed herself but I hugged her tight with no intention of letting her go. "Damn it! Don't move!" I said angrily when she moved again on top of me.

“We still have more to discuss-” “No!” I shouted back, and I continued to struggle. “There’s no reason to be shy,” Frederick insisted. “Please, Becky, just stay here. If you accept my offer, I’ll be such a great husband to you. You’ll see. I’m the ideal match for you-”

she said and Becky beamed. Fuck! Dollars to donuts, Becky was another slave. The only thing she wasn't doing was calling Julia Domina yet. It was only a matter of time. They went into the pool together and helped rinse each other off. Julia finger fucked her to a couple orgasms as a reward for being so good.

Out of anger, her mother had taken Felicia and had moved abroad, leaving her behind. Once their precious daughter, Maisie, had become utterly alone. "Seth, you've got a heavy school workload. You should head home. I'll take her back," Ethan had said. Seth had wanted to protest and say he could take her home. However, before he had gotten the words out, Ethan had already moved toward Maisie and had kneeled beside her. Just then, a teacher had called Seth away, and he had hurried off. The next time Seth had seen her, Ethan had her on his back, grinning as he had introduced her. "Seth, this is my girlfriend, Maisie."

"Compromising who I am for money or success or... anything." Beck reached over and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. The gesture was tender. Careful. His fingers lingered against my cheek for a moment longer than necessary. "I don't think you'd ever do that," he said softly. "You're too stubborn." "Cut!" Victoria called out. "That was perfect. Let's do it again, but this time I want you to actually touch. Hold her hand. Make it real." We did it again. Beck took my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my palm. We repeated the dialogue. His voice was soft when he spoke about his fears. Mine was steady when I talked about my own.