Slappy #goosebumps Novels & Stories

Whump! Whump! "Please, please ugg stop that," she moaned her eyes as wide as saucers. Junior paused for a moment panting from the effort. "You're ass is like a fucking overstuffed pillow! You can take it!" He began again Whump! Whump! Isabelle thought she would puke, each slap making her body spring forward her arms almost breaking, her ankles twisting inwards. "Uuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhhhh!"

Goosebumps splatters on my skin, I ruffle his hair furiously, panting and moaning as waves of ecstasy fresh over me. My entire body quakes with intensity, forcing me to bite my lips hard to muffle my cries of bliss. Travis skin continues to slap hard on mine, the sound is very loud, but not more than our screams “You're mine,” I hear him say, with a rough and commanding voice. “And by the time we're done, you won't ever want to call me into action without a prior notice,” “I bet you would be able to stand after this treat.” He mumbles as he hits that spot over and over.

Alright, let’s show them what we got. Slade, Sandra, Spirit, Spartacus, and summer show these vampires what you got! Slade is blowing air, Spartacus is stomping the ground, which leads to a crack in the ground and some vampires fall in. Summer is using water to keep them distracted, and Sandra is using fire to burn them to the ground. No, this can’t be, I will not be defeated.

Naomi The rhythmic chanting of the group swirls around me, carried by a gentle breeze that tickles my skin. Goosebumps rise and trail over my body, sending shivers down my spine. My breath catches in my throat as I glance up at the full moon, its pale light casting a spine-chilling light over the scene. With each passing moment, it feels like there is ice coursing through my veins, making it harder and harder to catch my breath. “Fuck!” I mutter under my breath.

My entire skin is dotted with goosebumps. Linc still has my hands held above my head. He is not letting go. I hear his zip go down behind me and he grabs onto my hips immediately, I part my thighs and try to be stable in my position with my weak legs, but when he drives into me, hard and deep without a warning, I am pushed roughly against the door and I cry out. "Fuucck!" "Fuucck!"

Goosebumps rose on her skin as I traced my nails down the curve over her lower back until I reached the swell of her ass. Pulling my hand away, I brought it down with a sharp thawk. My open palm landed on her bottom and she jolted forward. A breathy little sound slipping from her lips. The scent of her arousal grew heavier in the air and I drew my hand back to swat her bottom again. Listening as her breath hitched in her throat as she waited for the next stinging slap. I traced my fingers over the reddened mark, smiling to myself before I swatted her bottom. Harder this time, my fingers brushing lower until they reached her sex. I teased them against her.

Simon asked him. "Twenty." Simon tapped his cheek with the palm of his hand, "Twenty one is the minimum legal age in this city, your answer was supposed to be 'twenty one'" he suggested. "You need to get a fake ID for the time being ... go out to the back office, someone will take care of you there," he added. Tommy nodded. "You'll start training tomorrow, if you need to ask me anything, feel free to do so anytime, I'll be your coach through the first month ... and with that said, your summer is officially over gentlemen, welcome to The Silver Tongue Chippendale Club."

Attempting to protest, I try to move once more only for the pressure to tighten followed by a SMACK! “OW!” I cry in pain. “COUNT” He barks. SMACK! “One, Thank you Kyrios (Master)” “Brava Ragazza (Good Girl)” SMACK! SMACK!

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 58: Relentless Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. Slap. Smack. The relentless wet rhythm echoes through the room, reverberating off the walls like a drumbeat summoned from the core of their chaotic lust. The sound of their skin meeting, over and over, bounces wildly in the air, loud and uninhibited, mixing with the guttural gasps and animalistic groans that keep escaping their lips.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, and the room was filled with the sound of our bodies slapping together. Slade leaned forward, his hot breath on my neck, and whispered, "You feel so fucking good." His words sent shivers down my spine, making my pussy clench around his dick. My head reeled, and I wondered how long he'd keep going until he stopped. Within me, I knew I wouldn't last long enough. "Fuck baby," Slade grunted. "I'm about to come," I whimpered. Slade slapped his hand over my mouth and said in my ear, "Do it."