Glamrock Freddy Hot Novels & Stories

He spread her open with both thumbs and stared for a long second like he was memorizing it. “Fuck,” he muttered. “Look at this pretty cunt. So wet it’s dripping down your thighs.” He leaned in and dragged his tongue from her entrance to her clit in one slow, filthy lick. Freya’s head fell back against the mirror with a thud. His tongue was thick, hot, relentless. He lapped at her folds like he was drinking her, sucking the slick right out of her hole, then flattening his tongue over her clit and rubbing in hard circles.

One was between Nico’s legs, sucking on his member like her life depended on it, while the other was rubbing her a$$ in his face, and Nico’s tongue licked her rose. Freya’s stomach twisted in disgust, and she felt like throwing up. Maybe entering the room was a bad idea. But since she was already there, she was not going to let this scumbag go. Freya kicked away the clothes scattered all over the floor as she clapped hard. It was the sound of her clapping that brought the sinners back to their senses. “Who is there? Who dares to ruin my fun?” Nico grumbled as he bit the woman’s clitoris, making her moan out in pain.

she said, her chest heaving with exertion. Freddy grinned. "Girl, you worked it hard." Roxanne laughed, her eyes sparkling. "Thanks." Just then, Freddy's eyes flicked to the side, and he whispered, "Uh-oh, you've got a looker." Roxanne's mind went to axon, but she quickly shook him off. "What?!" she asked, her eyes scanning the crowd. "Don't look now, but he's approaching you, and my, he looks so juicy, like Mr. Hearst's kinda juicy," Freddy said with a stifled giggle.

“I’m going to step into the bathroom to put on something sexy and take care of protection. You just get naked and in bed.” As soon as she closed the door, Freddie jumped out of his pants, peeled his sticky boxers off, and threw them against the wall where they stuck. He sat in the bed and tried to relax. Baseball, I’ve got to think baseball. Singles, doubles, triples, homers. I’m going to score a grand slam! The door opened and she stepped out wearing nothing but a smile. “Is this too much clothing or just enough?”

Carefully I hooked my fingers into the lacy waist of her panties and ever so slowly I gently pulled them down to her knees to feast on the first sight of her pussy. Berl's pussy was bare, not hair in sight, plump a deep slit, pink lips poking out, shiny wet, inviting. Exposed like that I bent to seize the moment but with a girlish giggle she forestalled me and her hands were suddenly covering and hiding her jewel box, I looked up at her questioningly? "Freddy loved this, he adored my little lady, but it was very very hairy then, he said he hair held the pussy smell he like....do you like he smell of pussy my love??"

A moan slips out as my need intensifies. "Can you finger me?" I whispered, loud enough to be heard by the gang. Freddie, who loved seeing me in desperation smirks. "Nobody here wants to take advantage of you. We are good men," he said, staring at me without breaking contact. "Just do it, please. Satisfy my needs," I found herself begging for a release.

“Now I finally understand why I'm still single until now.” Alex’s jaw tightened immediately. Freddy noticed and smirked. “Oh relax,” he said lazily. “I came peacefully tonight.” Alex laughed dryly. “That sentence sounds illegal coming from you.” Freddy ignored him completely.His eyes stayed on me, dangerously focused. “You look beautiful tonight, Khira. I know you would have heard of that.” My throat suddenly felt dry. “Thank you,” I answered softly. Then Freddy tilted his head slightly. “But honestly…”

The gown, that symbol of restraint, finally gave way and ripped into pieces. The night breeze brushed against my fur, and for the first time, I felt alive again. I had snow-white fur, strong limbs, and fangs and claws that could tear flesh apart. These were the things I should have been proud of all along. Even if I wanted to dye my fur red tomorrow, no one had the right to stop me. Because this was my body. It was mine alone. No one would ever force it into a cage of gold thread and rules again. I sprinted out of Graham Pack and headed straight for the busiest bar in the neutral zone.

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.

His fingers found a tempo that had me rocking my hips for more. “Come for me,” he whispered, flicking his thumb just a little bit harder. “Come for me, Zoey.” The rough hoarseness of desire in his voice is what did me in. The blatant need in his words was my undoing. My entire body shuddered. My knees went weak and it was only Freddie that kept me from falling to the ground in an orgasmic puddle. The prideful smirk on Freddie's face when I opened my eyes was sexy as hell.