Goonies Chunk Confession Novels & Stories

"Dr. Bennett! Stop! I don't know what’s happening either! I got a text from Collins Parker last night telling me to come to Room V809 for a 'meeting'! I walked in, and you tackled me before I could even find the light switch! I tried to pull away, but you wouldn't let go... you kept throwing yourself at me! What was I supposed to do? I’m only flesh and bone!" Chloe threw the pillow to the floor, collapsing into a fit of hysterical tears. "Don't howl, Doctor! I know this smells like a trap, but it’s the truth! I can show you the text. I wasn't trying to deceive you. Let’s just pretend this was a fever dream! I won't tell my Uncle Ethan. He’d skin me alive if he found out I touched his healer.

"Carson, trust me. We're ok." "You can tell me if he didn't eat it right. Did your toes curl? Did your eyes roll back in your head? Did he blow on the clit? Did he tongue the hole? And most importantly DID YOU CUM?" THIS CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER! Gerry, Cleo and Declan were all shaking their heads in disgust.

“You’re our daughter’s best friend.” “I’m twenty-four,” Sienna said. “We know exactly how old you are.” Rebecca’s voice dropped. “That’s the problem.” The swing creaked as Daniel stood. For a second Sienna thought he was going to walk back inside again, the same way he had years ago. Instead he stopped in front of her. Close enough that she had to tip her head back to meet his eyes. Rebecca rose beside him. They boxed her in without touching her. “Go to bed, Sienna,” Daniel said.

It’s already night when the Lowe’s siblings confess every important detail of their life after the murder. “I literally let the detective know about my relationship status with Daniel and Bill.” Care frowned. “You are not the one. I told her about Ian, Taylor, Tiffany, Wes. I’m glad it’s over.” Chloe spoke. “It’s not over yet. For whatever we did, we won’t be getting out of jail for a while. Until someone helps us. But we have no one. Just orphans.” Caleb said miserably. “Don’t say like that. We lived all these years having each other back without our parents. You don’t need to mention the word ‘orphans’ now.” Care advised.

“You will go to confession tomorrow. Real confession. Father Julian is a good man. He will guide you back to the light.” I almost laughed in her face. Good man. The same man who had fucked my ass in this very kitchen while she was at bingo. The same man whose cum was probably still leaking into my panties right now. “Yes, Mama,” I said sweetly. “I’ll confess everything.” That night I sent Julian a video. I snuck into the church bathroom during Saturday vigil, locked the stall, hiked up my dress, and spread my legs. Two fingers plunged deep into my soaked pussy while I recorded, moaning softly.

Just like that. No gunshot. No explosion. Just cold steel cuffs and flashing lights. Outside, the night air hit me hard. I hadn’t realized how tightly I’d been holding my breath until it finally escaped. Tyler clapped a hand on my shoulder. “He’s done. We got recordings. Confessions. Locations. Names.” I closed my eyes briefly. “Good.” My phone rang. Chloe. I answered immediately. “It’s over.” Silence. Then a shaky breath. “Is he..?”

PHILIP “I don’t know what to feel,” Chuck blurted out as he took his right foot out of the men’s comfort room. “ They believed us. I cannot imagine the trouble we have to got through when they will eventually realize that we were lying just to lure them out of the crime scene. I’m starting to feel kind of nervous now,” he furthered, but this time, he was cracking and popping the joints of his right knuckle.

I can't stand those clingy simps! Wracked with agony, I felt utterly forsaken, with no one left to turn to. Suddenly, a group of people rushed in. The leader slammed Celine to the ground and roared, "Even if you destroyed the footage, I can prove Isaac didn't stab your mother!"

The death certificate my friend helped me to forge would take effect in three days. Just as I hung up, Tony walked in. As always, the first thing he did was come up behind me and wrap his arms around me. “Still waiting for me? Why didn’t you eat the cheesecake?” There was a faint scent of cheap roses on him. I smelled it two hours ago at the club. It was Jane’s perfume. A wave of nausea surged up from my stomach, leaving me to turn my head away and retch.

He tips his head, gesturing at Noah, “Then why does he look like his world just collapsed?” I shrug. “Just got here.” “So, what’s got you all twisted up?” Gunner asks. Noah stubs the tip of his cigar before grabbing his glass and downing the whole content in one go. “I found out Chloe lied to me," he says slowly, as if he still can’t wrap his mind around it. Gunner snorts, “Seriously? Could have told you that for free.” Noah glares at him, but that doesn’t faze Gunner. He just leans back, getting comfortable.