Friday Night Funkin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My fiancé, Don Luciano Carbone, and my best friend, Maya, never got along. They fought every time they met. But just before my wedding, I found out they’d been sleeping together for a long time. Today, Maya flew in from Miami for my last week of freedom. She’d chopped her hair. Short, black, and rebellious. Leather jacket, ripped jeans, and the same old pair of Doc Martens. She was an anarchist in my world of etiquette and order. But she was my best friend.

“Because, all of the things you tweeted, retweeted, liked, all of that, has been my fantasy as well.” “You want to sleep with a black man?” my voice comes out small, He rolls his eyes, “No genius, I want to be the black man you sleep with. Our fantasies are the same, our kinks are exactly the same, and I want to experience them with you.”

I lay on my back and she bounced up and down onto up of me watching my cock go in and out of her as she had a big smile on her face, she soon got tired and slowed down so I took the initiative and rolled us over so I was on top and just fucked her as hard as I could, she had glazed expression on her face as I pounded into her and we enjoyed that most sensuous moment 2 lovers can have, a mutual orgasm. As I came inside her she wrapped her legs and arms around me and screamed her delight, "Oh my fucking god," she screamed as she felt my come paint her insides and trigger toe curling orgasm that literally rocked her world. We stayed in bed all night talking and playing, the playing normally end

“Define fun.” I turned to him, giving him a weird look. He was acting strange and snappy this morning. “Fun is us going out tonight to Emily’s party — and you both are coming with me. Aren’t you, Braxton?” A grin spread across my lips as I looked at him excitedly. Braxton looked confused for a second, then nodded. “Yeah, sure. Anything for you.” Then he trudged to the bathroom, and soon after, the sound of the shower filled the room.

I wanted Vienna spread out on the grand bed, her wrists pinned above her head, her voice breaking as she screamed our names. But right now, we had a problem with these wild fantasies. Our mother had just returned in the mansion. That meant we couldn’t have Vienna moaning loud enough for the entire pack to hear… not yet, at least. I glanced at Fynn, and that was all it took. One look, and I knew he was thinking the same damn thing, the way her honeyed lips felt around us, the way her pretty pussy clenched so perfectly. Without another word, we moved.

Neither of them are lacking in the endowment department which means I’m about to be stuffed to the max and I’m not even a little bit sad about it. I’m so lost in my delicious fantasy that I miss Kaden adding another finger until I hear him chuckle, “Look at you fucking yourself on my fingers. You can’t wait to have me fill up your ass, can you, dirty girl.” “Now, now, now! I’m ready!” I cry out, the heat turning me into a demanding, spoiled brat. “Fuck! Today Kaden! Or I’m gonna be done before we start. She’s leaking all over my cock and it’s fucking driving me wild!” Declan curses.

"Don't remind me. I still shudder at the smell of watermelon bubblegum." She thumped a fist on thigh. "Jerk. Now is not the time to discuss how you crushed my childhood dreams." "And what are your adult ones?" he asked, grabbing her pummeling fist and enveloping it in his hand. She stilled. "My fantasy, which I'll admit has recently been upgraded, involves being mated to two wonderful, yet different men, who worship the ground I walk on, and do totally wicked things to my body." "What if I wanted to do nice things?"

We walked back to my house and I forced him to leave so he could work because I would just end up distracting him. He complained and stayed, with me studying and him working, I felt content. Did I love Ethan? I wasn’t sure, but I could see myself falling for him. He left late at night but not before cooking something awful for dinner, and making me promise to teach him how to cook, to which, he nodded like a child. Funke came back home shocked, to see us together. We all ate awful food before he left after placing a kiss on my forehead. Funke, then, forced me to tell her everything and I did. When I was done, she frantically jumped around creating ship names for us, to which one of them was

harder! Midweek became a blur of stolen sins. Aiden at soccer practice? Basement blowjobs, her gagging 'Glurgh! Feed me more cum!' as I choked her hair. Driveway car sex in the rain, her bent over the hood, doggy style, water sluicing down her back. 'Choke me out here...make me scream your name!' Hand tight on her throat, she came squirting onto the pavement, my load following inside her. Friday, Aiden gone till night, blissful freedom. Shower sex against the glass, my thrusts upward into her pussy, water making everything slick.

When would such a beautiful young woman demand his dick again? So he blocked out the fact that he was fucking his own daughter while his wife watched and resumed slamming into Kelly with savage force, gripping her ass hard and bouncing her on his cock. "You never want to fuck anymore, Fanny! Always fucking cleaning! I need pussy! What was I supposed to do?" Fred grunted in justification of his taboo actions. Kelly screamed in ecstasy as they came together explosively. Fred flooded her womb with thick, hot ropes of cum while her pussy spasmed and squirted around him.