Funniest Spongebob Pictures Novels & Stories

We were both in the living room and SpongeBob was playing on the television when I started to ask him about our plan for Edward. "The best plan I could come up with is to find the picture at school," he sighed and sat beside me on the sofa. I could hear SpongeBob’s laughter in the background. "I agree," I said and took a bite of my pizza. "Just make sure not to do anything reckless alright?" he warned, and I gave him a confused look. "I know you well enough to know that you would probably charge in Mr. Macklet's office or something just to get a clue," he smirked, and I pouted.

she said and started leaving but she suddenly stopped and looked back. The other four are still crying on the ground. She looked at Lucien and he peed more on his trousers, shaking badly. "I actually want to waste my power" she said and walked back to him. "I'm not sorry... chicken" she said and punched his nose. Blood gushed out of it and he went down, passing out straight. "SpongeBob" she said and slapped his unconscious face before looking at the time. "10:05!, Darn it I'm late!" She said and mounted her skateboard.

We had shared a very, very satisfying experience that day and since then we could not keep our hands off of each other. I giggled as I angled my camera and took a picture of what I was wearing and sent it to him. I was not wearing much. I had on a white tank top and a pair of shorts; however, my cleavage was very much evident. Ambrosius looked at me and pouted. “How come he gets a picture and I do not.” He asked childishly. “Because you get to see them in real life every day.” I retorted. “Whatever.” Ambrosius muttered and returned to watch SpongeBob on the television.

He mumbled suggestively in a lower tone, causing me to raise an eyebrow at him. "You don't know me" I laughed at nothing in particular. I had no idea why I laughed because what I said wasn't funny, but in my drunken state everything felt like swirly colours and SpongeBob land. Can I say SpongeBob land? Wouldn't it more likely be SpongeBob water? "But I would like to," he argued, cutting off my ridiculous thoughts. I eyed him as carefully as I could, analysing if I could trust him or not. My fuzzy mind couldn't draw a proper conclusion, yet I felt oddly comfortable with him.

Ever so slowly, he pulled my panties down my legs while keeping his eyes on me. He looked at it and then back at me. “Seriously? Tom and Jerry? You have Tom and Jerry on your panties.” “I like them.” I shrugged. “The last one had SpongeBob on it.” “What can I say, I like SpongeBob too.” “Noted.” he said before pocketing my underwear. “I'm going to be borrowing it for a while,” he said. I tried to protest but my words got mumbled in my mouth when he planted his lips on my clit.

And then, we go home and fuck each other like rabbits! I lay on my stomach next to my best friend, she was lying beside me on my bed while we surfed with my laptop. We were watching short free p**n videos of girls giving blow jobs and letting the guy cum all over their face and even in their mouths. “Eeeww, that looks so gross! How can they do that!” blurted Sharon. “I don't know, most of them look like they like it. Do you think they are drunk or fucking high or something?

He barks when SpongeBob appears on TV. "You like SpongeBob, huh? Me too," I say as I continue having my cereal. After an hour or so of watching cartoon and trying to destract myself and my thoughts, I've already eaten one bar of chocolate and a quarter of the ice-cream is already settling down in my tummy. I'll have the cake later.

Finally. Johnny, the little rascal, took the chance and curled like a puppy by my side. I shook my head but let him. It was barely past noon and we were having a SpongeBob marathon. Maybe it was my way of bribing him for the past few days, maybe it wasn’t.

I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on and I didn't feel like changing the channel, I'm a big kid, so it was interesting enough. I'm laid there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV. Not even 5 minutes later, though, I feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.

What the hell am I supposed to do now? I looked around, trying to find something to do. I wandered over to the bookshelf and grinned deviously when I noticed photo albums. I couldn’t help myself. I took one off the shelf and absconded back to the sofa, flipping open to the first page. I almost busted a gut laughing. It was a cherub cheeked baby Hibiki naked as the day he was born with frosting smeared all over his face, and his hands smashed into a cake. “Oh wow. I am so not letting Hibiki live this down.” I laughed and continued to flip through the pictures. He was so damn adorable. Pictures of baths, riding his bike, little league games, and science fairs were my source of entertainment as