Tina's New Chapter
It was all i could do not to make an icky face. i said yes, that he wanted to do something and that i agreed, but i needed something sexy to pull it off. she happily agreed to help me and get me some stuff. great. i let her lead the way to the sex shop.
The Next Step - Chapter 01 - The First Time
Not the icky "i feel sick" type of gagging sounds, but the ones that can only come from trying to shove a long and **thick** object down your throat. she kept making those sounds for a bit. then her head came back up, as if she was coming up for air.
*Cub* Painful Snapshots - 2012
There was plenty more to concentrate on rather than that icky part. soarin poked it in deeper by pulling his head back until featherweight gagged.
Love lost, love rekindled
"it's when two people love each other very much and press their lips together" "like this" i said smiling as i pressed my maw to andrea's and kissed her passionately "euurrgh" they said in unison "that's icky" i chuckled as the pair ran of, so
Bathroom Break
He had just been forced to drink his father's thick, icky cum and piss, and now he's been left for dead with his kidnapper. kiba gave into the musk as he forced into the trucker's cummy pube bush, and accepted it. this is who he is now.
The Special Dare
What an icky place to have to spend the night in to. with a sigh he laid out his sleeping bag near the mirror and laid down on it. reaching into his bag he took out his walkman and put the head phones on.
The Leader of the Pack (Ch. 1-4)
He came in me for about five seconds, filling the top of my vagina with a warm, icky wetness as he relieved his balls into me. then he was just resting on me, stuck in me by his knot, as we both panted. _oh god, i am so fucked!_, i thought.
Baloo Meets Shanti (A Young Lady's Fantasy Part 1)
Disclaimer: so for the sake of not being icky, i decided to write this in the sense of shanti being "technically" an adult.
Monster Hunter: Abnormal Companions Chapter 5
I flinched as what felt like a powerful sneeze pelted my body, making our close moment a little icky. a recurring weirdness that had birthed within me enjoyed the new sensation.
The Other Side of the Tracks: ~Chapter 1~
I thought as the icky mudd plastered over my once white paws. "boogh, we don't have time for you to play in the mud." my mother scolded. "i'm not!" she shooshed me. i growled.
Lost in Translation
They returned the favour with a plethora of icky green plasma bolts. “i was wrong, is that what you want to hear? just come get me, motherfucker!"
Wings of Fire: The Pee of Pyrrhia
Trying to keep the icky liquid from dripping onto them. she whimpered, looked around, wondering what to do. but as she did so, she heard another cry echoing down the hallway, followed by whimpers.