Gooch Captain Underpants Novels & Stories

I gulp. “Uhm, Liam. That thing is huge.” I say nervously, and he laughs. “Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow.” He takes off his socks, and his underpants, his cock sprinning free. I raise an eyebrow. How the fuck am I supposed to fit all of that inside my small.. Oh dear. I may have bargained for more than I can reach over. Literally.

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!

He answered shirtless this time, sweatpants slung low, towel around his neck like he’d just come from the gym. Water glistened on his abs, a drop trailing down to the soaked patch of his waistband. I forced my eyes up. “Early,” he noted, stepping aside. “Eager to argue?” “Eager to graduate,” I shot back, pushing past him and ignoring the way the smell of his cologne mixed with his body wash made me tingle. The apartment smelled like protein shakes and sweat. It wasn’t as organized as usual with his workout gear scattered everywhere. My eyes stopped when they landed on the sourly familiar blonde in the living room. Brittany was already there, of course.

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She actually saluted it Military style. I was amused and delighted. With a playful smile on her face, she looked at me and said “Captain Cock”. She turned around and walked away, her purple panties riding up the crease of one ass cheek as she moved toward her bedroom, she glanced back at me briefly with a hot smile and then slammed the door. I had a moment of awkwardness where I wasn't sure what the fuck to do with myself. I sat down to chill on the couch, but my boner was still there all proud and praying.

Professor Garvin stood there, eyes wide as he took in the scene of me bent over like a cheap whore, skirt around my waist, Brian’s thick cock stretching my dripping pussy, cum and juices already leaking down my thighs. For one endless, heart stopping second, nobody moved. I expected shock or disgust. Instead, he just stared, then stepped back without a word and let the door swing shut again. Brian looked like he might have a heart attack. I smiled, clenching my pussy around his still throbbing cock. “See?” I whispered, voice husky. “Nobody gives a fuck… now keep fucking me, Captain.”

I was so wrong. As I laid there on the floor naked with my ass and cunt on fire and my face and tits stinging, he started to take his clothes off. When he got them off I thought the smell would knock me out. He stunk to high heaven and his shit and piss stained underpants helped make it that way. His enormous belly hung over his cock and when he pulled it up I saw the smallest man’s cock I had ever seen. It was hard but could not have been any more than 4 inches long, if that. He did have huge balls, though. But, he was disgusting; short, fat, and dumpy.

Then the sound of another shower turning on two stalls down. I did not look at first. But I could feel him. Captain Reed. He was naked. I knew it without seeing. The water hit his big body and ran down in streams. I kept my eyes on the tiles in front of me, but my cock thickened fast, rising against my stomach. “Rookie,” he said. His voice echoed off the tiles. “You still here?” “Yes, sir,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. He turned off his shower and walked over. I finally looked. Fuck. He was even bigger without clothes. Broad chest covered in dark hair, thick arms, powerful legs, and a heavy cock hanging between his thighs. It was thick even soft, the head fat and dark.

COACH & CAPTAIN iii Coach turned me around roughly and bent me over the desk again. My chest hit the cool wood as he yanked my boxers down in one swift motion, leaving me completely exposed. He kicked my legs wider apart and stepped between them, his big hands gripping my ass cheeks and spreading me open. He leaned over me, chest pressed against my back, and connected our lips in a filthy kiss. I tasted myself on his tongue — salty, mixed with his own flavor. The warmth of his mouth made me moan into him, my body already trembling.

The Westfield cheer squad, twelve gorgeous, athletic girls in various states of undress froze when the door swung open. Emily stood in the doorway like a vision from a wet dream. Her blonde ponytail was messy and cum-streaked. Her perfect body glistened with sweat and drying loads. And between her legs swung that obscene, veiny futa cock, heavy balls swaying beneath it, while her slick pussy lips peeked out below. “Emily?!” gasped their captain, a tall brunette named Sophia with perky D-cups and long legs. “What the actual fuck are you doing in here? Get out!”