Grassy Ass Meme Novels & Stories

“Thirty days of me using every hole you have. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight. Until the only name you remember is mine.” “Mr. Rossi…ahhh…” She moaned. Fuck…my name sounded perfect on her lips. I flipped her over suddenly, pulling her hips up so she was on all fours. Her ass looked so perfect raised in the air for me. I slapped one cheek hard, watching it jiggle. Smack. “This. Smack. Ass. Smack. Is. Smack. Mine.” Her perfect round ass turned red and it fueled my sadistic part to hurt her more just to hear those moans from her.

𝗚𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵, 𝗜 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. '𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥!! 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥!! 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥!! 𝘞𝘏𝘠?!! � �𝘏𝘠 𝘋𝘐𝘋 𝘐 𝘚𝘈𝘠 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛?!!!'

Before I locked my phone, I saw a previous text from almost a month ago when my thumb accidentally slid up: "Exactly, which is why you should ice skate." The text message read. "No. I'm not embarrassing myself. Today is all about you." stated my reply. Sebastian then sent a photo of the infamous "confused black girl meme," with her holding her palm up, wearing an irritated look on her face. I smiled to myself, remembering how hard I laughed when he sent me that. "You're an idiot, Sebastian." "A gorgeous one, though." the next text read. "Goodnight, Sebastian."

Fri - 12:30am From: Lyf Dawson How are you, sissy? Is it true that you got sick and were admitted to AGH? Sorry, I can’t visit you today. I have a lot of paper works right now. Get well soon! Love you! :* I giggled while reading Fellice's message. I called her 'Lyf' — a combination of her first and second name, just to tease her. But she liked it so instead of annoying her, it became her nickname.

Little miss slut didn’t even pay me any attention, as she jumped off the bike and ran inside the building – most probably heading to the bathroom. “What the fuck is your problem?!!” He growled at me once again, jumping off my now dirty bike and stalking me. “My problem?! You’re the one who’s making out on my bike, asshole!!” I shout back. “So throwing a drink at us was the only thing you could do?!!” his up in my face, his now towering over me. “Yes…It improved on your guy’s appearance, I took such beautiful photos” I smirk at him. “Would you like to see it? Or would you prefer seeing it as the new trending meme?” I slip past him. I talk to him while examining the milkshake stains on my bike

Ash: Doom OF: Ashy, what? Ash: Oh my fucking god OF: Ashybear Ash: What have you done, Paul OF: ASHYBEAR? OF: There are so many OF: F*ck OF: Uncontrollable OF: They are bursting OF: Mia, hold me back MC: No OF: UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU

Entitled Asshole: Use soap. Laughing to myself, I throw my phone onto the floor before I cuddle into my bedsheets. Whatever, asshole.

Her ass grinding against my hard dick, making me clamp my teeth down on her shoulder. I step back and pull her hips toward me. Shawna positions herself against the shower wall and wiggles her ass at me. A growl erupts from me as I run my dick across her ass and slit. The wetness draws me in, and I plunge into her warmth. We both shudder at my intrusion. I grip her hips tightly and slam into her again and again.

Panting and grunting into Deb's ear, delirious with arousal, I growled: "I own your ass now, babe! Ahhh... It's mine now!" "Yeees! You own this ass now! Use me, use my ass! My ass is yours, baby! All yours, only yours!" "You're my little anal fuck-toy now, aren't you?" I said, plowing her ass without restraint. "Yeeeess! Uuuuh fuuuck!... I'm your dirty little buttslut, yeeees! Uuuuh!... I'm so fucking close, baby, fuuuuuck! Fuck meeee! Aaaaah!.. Fuck your nasty asswhore hard! Ooooh yeaah!... Fuck my ass fuck my ass fuck my aaaaaass!"

I've fallen in love with my asshole mate. ^^^ It's been a couple of days since I last saw Logan, which was odd because we've barely been apart for a month. My wolf was starting to miss her mate, and if I'm completely honest, I also miss him a lot. There's a hole in my chest that's only grown with each day that passes without him. I'd hoped I'd see him at school today, but he was absent. I'd tried calling him, but I was directed to voicemail, and he hasn't replied to any of my messages.