Spencer Nicks Nsfw Novels & Stories

Yosef belts out the words of Nasty Girl by Ludacris. Not going to lie, he's creative. °°° "The fucking nerve you have! Ario! ... No, you fucking listen!... Impossible!.... Yes well Sphinxes services are currently enga.... Mother fucker!... Oh please...." Lucius' shouts came in small bursts. Only parts of his conversation making it through the door. "So you'd rather let that man in there touch this mmmhh... Rather than me? Baby I could make you scream my name over and over again." Yosef tuts in a deep voice in my ear.

And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl. My hand slumped away in exhaustion….and my face? I couldn’t help the tiny grin that spread across it. That was….it was good. But here’s the thing about post nut clarity, it snaps you back to reality at once. And my reality was, I had a fiancé waiting for me at our launch table. Oh No!! The guilt hit me as I scrambled to fix my clothes properly before bolting out of the stall. Who the hell abandons their fiancée to masturbate in a public restroom?

she said as her hand increased in pace once more, jacking his tool briskly up the down the erect length. She was sure Spencer would be able to satisfy her, measuring in at 7 inches. However, what she had said to him was true – she just wasn’t ready yet. “God, look at that,” gasped Spencer, his eyes transfixed on the screen. A young bleached blonde bimbo was getting banged rotten by a gang of three. One was in her mouth, one was drilling her from behind, while the third guy was slapping his dong across her chops as she reached up and cupped his big full balls.

Spencer smirks as he pulls me over to the closest bedroom. “Let me think. I believe we are supposed to make up for all the lost sex we had running the pack,” I start removing my dress. “Are you ever going to wear that again?” Spencer asks, already naked. “No why,” I answer, and he rips the dress in two. “Damn, someone is horny.” I pull him into a kiss, and he rips my panties and bra off as well. He sits on the bed, and I straddle him, taking his cock into me.

Mandy tossed her ass backwards so she was in a doggy position and Spencer held her neck from behind and continued to fuck her hard, intermittently spanking her ass and leaving red prints on her ass. “Who is Spencer's whore?” He said to her, not like a question but like an affirmation and Mandy did not reply. She was very drained by the sex. He slapped her ass very hard, making Mandy to whimper and blurt out. “Oh, Fuck!” “Now answer my question, bitch. Who is Spencer's bitch?” “Me-Mandy is Spencer's bitch.” “Good girl.” Spencer held her two hands together and pulled her up, so that her back was against his torso. He fucked her harder and with more intensity till he cummed, slipping out of her

"I have nothing to say to you." "What if I say I have something important to tell you? About what happened in our room on the day of the funeral." Nancy could not help but worry immediately when she heard what he said. "What happened on the day of the funeral? You didn't take naked pictures of me while I was unconscious, did you?" "Do I really strike you as a person who would do something like that?" asked Spencer with a bitter smile. "You took advantage of other people when they're in danger. So yes, you do strike me as something who would do that."

"Can you move back, sir? Respect my personal space." "Tch. Respect, my ass." Aster scoffed again, getting impatient with the idea of waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. "You can't even respect a girl." "Excuse me?" "I'm sure you know who I'm pertaining to, sir Damien." "Why?" His face turned serious. Gone was the bright and welcoming Damien. "What does our relationship have to do with the likes of you?" "Oh, I'm Spencer's suitor." He faked a smile, grabbing the two cups of coffee a barista handed out. "I guess you weren't informed."

All because of Nick. He is therapy.

"Holy crap! This school's bully is totally mad! Nicky, run!" "Okay, Spencer's such a protective boyfriend who would even fight for Nicky! I definitely ship them!" "Wait. Did Spencer just look at Gloria's desk and say that the butterfly looked familiar? What's going on here? Did they know each other before?"

The next post was a series of screenshots of Spencer and Queenie's messages to each other, further solidifying evidence of their affair. The third post was a record of messages that Queenie sent to Nikita herself, deliberately shedding light on their affair and attempting to provoke Nikita further. It did not end there, for there came a fourth post, then a fifth one. Nikita saved the best for last. For the final blow, she posted a video recording of her and Spencer at their wedding. The two of them were grinning from ear to ear, looking like the happiest couple on earth. Nikita was wearing a beautiful dress, and in the video, she smiled at the camera as she extended her left hand to Spencer.