Michael Slime Novels & Stories

Even if it’s shallow. “Not bad... Hearing your bones and tendons snap is music to my ears. I kinda regret that paralytic but I don’t want people hearing you scream. We are trying to keep this hushed up. Cause, you know, you are a Princess, well… Until I kill you at least. Then you’ll just be another name on the very long list of people I’ve killed.” Michael explained as he blocked the light for a moment. He had a shatter stick in his hands. Not that thing again.

Alex nodded, his lips parting slightly, his hand moving in slow strokes beneath the frame. Michael smirked, but instead of giving in right away, he turned and strode toward his closet, keeping within view of the camera, knowing full well that Alex’s eyes were following his every move. He reached for the lube and the dildo he had earlier purchased and turned to the camera. Alex could see the excitement in him because he watched his erection harden as he moved closer to the phone again. “I got this after you left this morning. I wanted to prefer my hole for the next time we would meet.” Michael explained as he settled on the bed again. He laid on the bed, his ass to the camera.

"Move! Up the rocks, now!" Michael yelled, his hand slamming into my lower back to push me forward as the first surge of muddy water breached the paddock line. The sound was like a freight train tearing through the trees below us. The entire limestone ridge was literally sliding down into the valley, swallowing the tannery road in a massive wave of black sludge and crashing pine logs. The ground beneath my bare feet was vibrating violently, turning the wet soil into slippery grease that made me slide back down a step for every two I took.

“Okee dokee. Off we go, then.” As Mick leaves the parking lot, I pull out a Slim Jim and dangle it in front of his face. It stays stiffly out in front of his nose for a few seconds but then starts to bow down, going limp in my hand. I bounce it a few times for effect and it taps his nose. “Want one?” He takes it from me, smiling just before he rips off a big chunk with his teeth. “Don’t mind if I do.”

"P-Plea... Oh fuck," I sank against him when his fingers finally slipped out of me, drenched and dripping with my cum. I tried to catch my breath as quickly as I could, while silently glaring at Michael, who smirked at me as he brought his fingers to his lips for a taste. Acting fast, I grabbed his wrist and instead pulled them to my lips, wrapping my lips around them, humming when I tasted myself. Michael's smirk dropped as he watched me. I used my tongue to lick him clean, imitating what I'd do if I were sucking his cock. I knew it drove him crazy, and I was more than elated when I felt his cock twitch against my thigh.

He mumbled, "My masterpiece? What the hell is he talking about?" Confused, Michael clicked on the video, determined to see what kind of trash he had been sent. The screen lit up, and instantly, a horrifying scene unfolded before his eyes. A hairy-chested, hairy-legged man was on screen, dressed in nothing but a skimpy lace lingerie set. He was caressing himself, moaning in exaggerated pleasure, his body twisting and convulsing in ways that were both suggestive and absolutely disgusting. "Fuck! I knew it! What a goddamn pervert, a freak! Whoever the hell this is, if I ever find him, I'll beat him to death!"

A wave of anger and hurt washed over me, making my vision blur. "You dirty little slut, you want to take my cock in your mouth, huh?" Michael growled, his voice low and husky. I heard a slurping sound, followed by a moan. "You like this cock so much, don't you?" Another slurping sound, and she moaned again. "Yes, yes...I love it…” She was slurping and talking in between. “Does Mabel give it to you like this? Does she make you feel this good like I do?”

Jane asked him "What is your name?" He replied and said "Michael." Micheal Hill is 14years old. Born in Helen. Being 6.80 foot tall. With black low cut hair and he's slim.

He felt the slick leak from him even more and looked up at Michael to see he was still sleeping and his chest still moving in a steady rhythm. He looked down as he slowly moved his hand up and down his length and couldn't stop the whimper this time when he watched Michael's cock leak. He could see the clear fluid leaking from the slit and he felt another gush, as the slick practically poured from him. He glanced back up then looked back down as he sat up then slowly straddled Michael.

my arm is hurting so bad it feels like I got an iv ,my mother must have done that , suddenly I feel sparks shooting up my arm's causing my fingers to twitch I slowly open my eyes only to be met with the most beautiful looking man in a Armani looking suit his hair styling and his dark eyes slowly raised looking at mine now and it feels like something snapped into place like he's mine and then his voice telling me Hello my beautiful mate , yeah mate sounds good right even. Jade: Hello ,mate? King Michael: I'm Michael, and yes Jade, I'm your mate , like Damon,Derek, Deacon, and Demtri are . and I've waited a very long time for you, Jade.