Glamrock Freddy Hot Novels & Stories

Freya suddenly said to me as if she was having a hard time and couldn't take it anymore, it's like her life depends on me now. "You just suck my huge dick yesterday, weren't you? Don't tell me you already miss my huge dick, slut?" I asked her and begin massaging her ass while her hand continued to masturbate my hard shaft. "Yes, I really miss your huge dick, boss. Its length and size are staggering and its taste is so fucking addictive, I still can't get enough of it. It's like I want to suck your huge dick every minute, boss." Freya replied to me in a very sexy, seductive, and slutty way. She's into his character right now.

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

she gasped, smiling at Fred. "Two more, Henry," Fred said, leaning forward to meet her kiss, their tongues dueling. "You're not in a hurry, are you?" Gloria asked. "This night is for you," Fred replied. "Good, because I promised a few of the guys that they could have a turn fucking me," she laughed. "I thought that they might just do it right there on the dance floor." "That would have been something to see," Fred laughed. "What stopped you?" "You know how I like it when you watch me," Gloria replied, "and I like watching you suck their cocks after they fuck me."

Rocky took a bloody brick from one of his men, and grinned maliciously. “It’s too late now.” Bang! - Jennifer couldn’t help but glance at Frederick and ask worriedly, “Who called you? Why do you suddenly look so fierce?” Frederick set his phone down, and said calmly, “Nothing much. Just some thug called Loud Rock Rocky calling to say hello.” Jennifer frowned. “You should stay away from people like that. You never know when you might attract trouble.” Frederick smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Even though they’re rough around the edges, they value loyalty. They’ll handle things well.”

You look beautiful. I smile back. You do too. Her glossy dark curls and espresso-brown eyes are a vibrant contrast to my wavy brownish-blond hair and blue eyes. I eye Freya's outfit. She's wearing a plunging red halter top and skin-tight leather pants that highlight all of her curves. I arch a brow at the pants. I dont know much about sex clubs, but I assumed the easier the access, the better. She laughs. True. But I'm not planning on giving anyone access tonight.

Sound of clanking heels could be heard behind me, so I swerved to unravel what was going on. Only to meet Fraye looking like the goddess of seduction, she had nothing on apart from a pink lace bikini that revealed more of her birthday suit. She stared at me seductively and licked her lips as she approached me. When she got close to me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me ravenously as her hardened nipples poked against my chest. Just then, Petal's image with the Alpha of Crimson Pack spiked up again in my memory. I stared at Fraye for a few seconds before pushing her away.

His ambiguous gaze settled on Lauren's enticing face, deepening. "Hah! Why? The more you look, the more you like her?" Zoe cast him a sidelong glance, smirking mockingly. "Don't be like that, Zoe." Freddy hooked his arm around her waist, pulling her close. His breath, tinged with alcohol, sprayed across her cheek while he caressed her exposed back. "All these years, my heart has always been with you. I have eyes for no one else besides you. How could Lauren compare to you? Zoe, you're amazing. You've become my addiction."

“Fuck you fingers as you suck my cock baby.' My hands went down, rubbing circles on my clit the pleasure was so blinding that I nearly bit the hot stranger in my mouth. Fuck. "I want to taste you baby."

A broken little whimper vibrates against my throat. My naughty, stubborn little pumpkin is soaked for me. Every drop of blood I have left surges south. My cock jerks hard behind my sweats, thickening, aching, already leaking at the tip. Pain be damned. "Mate is dripping. Needs our cock. Needs our claim." “Freya.” My voice is gravel and smoke. “I can smell how fucking wet you are for me.” She pulls back, cheeks scarlet, lips swollen. “I’m sorry, I know you’re hurt, I shouldn’t”

“It should be a crime to be this hot and wear such fitting clothes.” God! I already know he is hot. I don’t need her affirmative statements to encourage my nasty thoughts. “Seriously, tell me. What’s stopping you?” “He is a hockey player..” She spits her drink. “WHAT?” “and he is friends with West.” Her mouth goes slack. “Damn!! He is… forbidden…” “Yeah exactly.” She thinks for a while, then gives me an evil smile. I know crap is about to fall out of her mouth. “You could sleep with him… you know! Just to get back at West!”