Sonic X Sally Novels & Stories

he says smiling at her. "Good answer, you smart boy," Sally laughs, releasing his cock and pulling him against her. "You know exactly what to say," she chuckles, leaning against him, rubbing her tits across his slippery chest as she runs her hands down his lower back. Her hard nipples, slick with soap, glide back and forth on his soapy chest as she cups his ass cheeks, grinding her hairless pussy against his soapy cock. "So who was she?" Sally asks. "That's just it, we don't' know," Chris answers, his hands soaping Aunt Sally's back and sliding down to squeeze her ass. "Randy says we know her, but he's not telling us who she is."

Sally's face suddenly turned pale! If Ryan came in, he would see… He would see his idol, Dr. Summers, being pressed on the bed by her ex-husband… In a hurry, Sally had no choice but to speak hoarsely. "I’m inside. "Don't... don't come in!" Ryan, who was outside the door, furrowed his eyebrows and took a long time to respond. "Dr. Summers?" "Yeah." On the other side of the door, Sally continued, "I'm changing my clothes, don't come in."

he says, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. We quietly pad towards the kitchen, and once I’m standing in the doorway, I pause. Sally is cradling her newborn son while pacing the room and cooing to him softly. She looks up from her son and catches sight of us standing in the doorway. A bright smile spreads across her face as she beckons us over. “Look who’s finally here,” Sally exclaims; her voice has entered that mama tone that I’ve only ever heard in old family movies. ‘She must be so happy now,’ Ashton tells me through telepathy, but he doesn’t sound bitter. ‘And I’m glad she is. I broke her, but my brother put her together again.’

[Addison] Sally didn't want to show me the way, but once I gave my command, backed by Ms. Olivia Grant, who stomped her feet and gave her best glare, she didn't have a choice. "This is a terrible idea," Sally rolled her shoulders right before grabbing a rifle from the rack and slinging it over her shoulders. "I'd rather wait for Charley or Mr. Grant, but you're right," she relents, pressing her hand against the wall. "If we don't leave soon, we'll be trapped."

To him, we were just intruders in his sanctum. ​"I’m the man who’s going to kill you," Julian said. ​He lunged. ​Without his Shield, Julian was just a man. Silas didn't even flinch. He pressed a button on a small remote, and a wave of sonic frequency hit Julian, throwing him across the room. Julian hit the wall with a sickening thud, gasping for air. ​"Julian!" I screamed. ​I tried to summon the Scythe. I gripped my wrist, praying for the violet light to tear through the sterile air. But the eye stayed shut. The Debt hadn't been paid yet in this timeline. I was powerless.

Sally’s POV: Various scenes from my life played behind my eyes like a movie. Deep down I could hear an annoying persistent noise, but I couldn’t place where it was from. The air around me felt cold and had a strange smell in the air. What was it? My brain was too muddled to figure it out. The first scene was an office. I recognized it, the office of Mr Stanford, the owner of the dance trope I was a member of before I joined Unicorn. He smiled at me, his eyes leering and practically undressing me where I stood.

“We can smell him all through your home, little one.” Sally squirmed but nodded, “I guess that makes sense.” “My sense of smell isn’t as good as Celeste’s or Hunter’s, but, ah, my hearing is better.” Yuki blushed a little, “so no funny stuff while I’m home.” Sally’s head tilted back and she groaned, embarrassment flooding her. “The bass player?” Yuki chuckled, “I heard every single sound, dude. Least she looked after you well.” “Oh fuck,” Sally covered her face, “we are never having sex here.”

Just as Chet hesitated, Sally's voice rang from behind. "Chet, is that true?" Both of them turned around when they heard her voice. They watched as Sally approached with tears streaming down her face. Sally went up to Chet and held his hand. Her voice was trembling. "Chet, if that's not Sonya's child, then where is she?" Sally sobbed uncontrollably. Her heart ached thinking about how her daughter, Sonya, was killed. Even her grandchild had been swapped.

Arlene stared between both of us, acting like she had just seen the tower of her life collapse in front of her. Sally's phone started to buzz and she placed it to her ear after patently answering it immediately. "Hello." She said into the phone. "...oh Roger, I'm so sorry. I'll be right there." Oh my gosh, did Sally just smile. "Really? Aw aw, that's so adorable." She smiled wider and like hell, kill me, she blushed. It seemed like this so-called… Roger really had an effect on her. She appeared to be more of a gloomy and strict person.

Sally looked Johnathan straight in the eyes and said, “We do this tomorrow night then. I will take out the guns and traps with the laser gun. Owen will then go straight for the barrier where I will be ready to take out the one on the roof as soon as it is down. That just leaves the inside, we don’t know what is waiting for us in there and I would like to bring out JoAnn and her crew for backup.” Johnathan looked away from her and started cursing. “She won’t help. Not after what I did to her daughter.” “What did you do to her daughter?” Owen asked. They both ignored his question like he hadn’t said anything. “She won’t help you, but I might be able to get her to help me.” Sally said. “It’s a