Glam Freddy Novels & Stories

Just like the pro in licking pussy that he is, Frederick licked my stress away, sucking and working his tongue in and out of my honeypot. “You care if Tommy gets a ride?.'’ he asked, standing up. “Tell Tommy to be fast about it.” i said breathing heavily, my eyes also turned to look at the door. Frederick opened his zipper after freeing his belt and there was Tommy. Stretched out, perfect red head with beautiful veins all over him. “Arrgh... Fuck!... Shit...” i moaned, trying to keep my voice as low as possible. I thought Tommy was doing a good job, until Frederick raised my two legs with his arm, drawing me a lit forward and then intensified his thrusts.

In an instant, the woman screamed and was pulled back, away from Summer. "Hey? What's this? Akh! It hurts! Let me go!" Summer and Omega were stunned to see Freddy bending Grace's arm back. He was like a police officer arresting a criminal. "How dare you threaten a child? Drop your weapon!" Freddy snapped. Hearing that, Grace winced. "What weapon? I wanted to give her candy. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself!" Freddy checked what was lying near Grace's feet. A cute bear-shaped candy was lying there.

He admitted that Freya was really beautiful even though she was simply dressed and even though she didn't have lipstick on her face but he also admitted that her beauty came out even more when he dressed her and glammed her up. "I said, eyes on the road," Freya repeated. She rolled her eyes when she saw Jacob smiling. "Do I look funny? Okay. I will just take my makeup off—" "No! Don't!" Jacob quickly protested. "Then stop smiling like that, Jacob! I'm not happy anymore. It's like you're making fun of my appearance. Do I look like a clown when your makeup artist glammed me up?" Freya said. The truth is, she's not used to seeing herself in that order so she thinks it doesn't suit her.

It was a complete contrast to Frederick, who had once been carefree and confident, but now looked a little ragged, thanks to Freya. After he got out, Freya sharply pulled the curtain aside before following him. When she looked up, her eyes immediately landed on Selena's flawless, breathtaking face. Her expression darkened, and she turned to glare at Frederick. The fire of her anger blazed brighter, a mocking smile curling at the corners of her lips.

walking past to stand behind me. I blinked and said nothing, staring at the reflection of myself in the mirror instead. The mirror however, gave me a perfect view of Freddie, who had already settled down in one of the waiting chairs and picked up a glossy magazine to flip through, like he owned the salon. The hairstylist's hands moved quickly as she did my hair, the mirror giving me a view of each precise stroke and twist transforming my looks from being a little bit ugly, to becoming so pretty. Freddie barely looked up from the pages of the magazine in his hold, his legs crossed casually, for he didn't even notice or flinch when a pair of women giggled from a different angle, whispering in

“We really haven't.” “We should remedy that,” Freddie said, nudging my arm with a grin. I raised a brow. “What, like right now?” “No time like the present.” He leaned back against the railing like this had been his spot all night. “Cassie Monroe. The girl who broadcasts like a pro and takes cherry slushie showers like a champ.” I narrowed my eyes. “You mean the slushie you schemed?” He held up both hands, mock-innocent. “Allegedly.”

Gatsby half yelled. "Stop overacting Gatsby. You talk as if the molls you always have sex with, are not someone's sisters" Freya said with a hiss, frowning her face. "Don't tell me he...." "Stop going overboard Gatsby and don't worry, your sister is still a virgin, I'm might be annoying but that doesn't mean, I'm like other molls like Braxton or Spooky. I am not a loose woman Gatsby" Freya said and Gatsby smiles, hearing that from her.

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

Before Gemma could even ask what it was, a fine, cold mist of body glitter rained down over her shoulders and hair. “Freddy!” Gemma sputtered, waving her hands through the sparkling cloud. “The belle of the ball has to sparkle, Em,” Freddy said matter-of-factly. She looked at the can, shrugged, and then aggressively sprayed herself in a thick cloud of shimmer. “Besides, a lot of glitter never hurt anybody.” Laughing, Freddy grabbed her phone, marched over to the door, and pulled it open, flashing a dangerous, glittering grin over her shoulder, come on, let’s go wreak some havoc.”

"For real? The competition's just days away. How's she supposed to redo everything now?" "Whoever did that is trash. The audacity!" The words hit me like lightning. My stomach dropped. I yanked out my phone, my hands shaking, and opened Nicole's Instagram.