Name: Whitey Mcwhiteman 2007-02-16 11:00
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experiment and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed.
This chapter contains Lime, M/M/M, humilation, furries, anal, rimjob, and sex toys.
--Story one: What is it, Sonic?--
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It was another day at the Thorndyke estate, and Christoper arrived home from school with his friend, Danny. They entered the huge foyer of his home and dropped their book bags on the floor in a sloppy manner that children of their age would. They ran into the kitchen and grabbed a snacat Eat Ella, the balantly Hispanic maid, had prepared for them. "Ok, c'mon, Danny," said Chris. "I got somethin' to show you in my room."
The two boys ran to Chris's large bedroom which was filled with so many toys and gadgets; the amount was something most children could only dream of. "What didja want to show me, Chris?" Danny asked, taking a seat on his friend's bed. Christopher smiled and dug through his toy chest below the open window, looking for his object of attention. Just then, a swift breeze entered the room, startling Danny. "It wasn't that windy out earlier!" Danny exclaimed.
"Huh?" Chris looked at his friend quite unfazed by the change of weather. "Oh, it's just Sonic," he said lightheartedly as he looked over his shoulder and waved to the blue hedgehog. Sonic had taken to leaning against the bedroom wall adjacent from Chris and Danny.
"Hey, 'sup guys?" Sonic asked and winked. He went over to Chris to peek over his shoulder and see what the boy was trying to comb up from the box. It was when Chris stood and turned around that he showed Danny and Sonic a long, rectangle-shaped box with a peculiar looking item on it. Danny's face was stricken with confusion, while Sonic was utterly shocked.
"I found it in Amy's room!" Chris said as if he'd hit the jackpot. "I was helping her clean up, and I asked if I could have it," the boy took out of the box a phallic-shaped plastic device and pressed the little switch. The thing vibrated. "I wonder what it is?" Chris said.
"GIVE ME THAT!!" Shouted Sonic, leaping up and snatching the vibrator out of Chris's hand. "You guys have no business with toys like this!" he said, waving the still pulsating phallus in each of their general direction. "... neither does Amy, for that matter!" Sonic went over to the window and flung the toy outdoors twoards the pool where Mr. Tanaka, the Thorndyke's majordomo, just happened to be taking a break at. The device landed right into his drink.
"Sonic! Why'd you do that??" whined Chris. "How come we can't have it??"
"I don't even know what it is..." muttered Danny.
"It's a vibrator! You stick it in your hole and you turn it on!" Sonic shouted. He didn't know the real reason behind his shouting, really. Perhaps he was still perplexed at the idea of Amy having one. What if he was overreacting, and it was just a muscle massager? Upon examination of the box's labeling, Sonic's hypothesis was proven wrong. His cheeks were red out of disgust and envy.
"What hole?"
Danny's voice bought Sonic back-to-focus with the current situation. He really didn't want to explain these things to the boys. He thought they'd figure it out on their own... eventually. But no, he already flung it out the window; that would be an odd image to grace the boy's lives. He may was well go ahead and tell them. Sonic leapt onto the windowsill and closed the shutters and blinds. Then, he took a seat and leaned against the window's eaves. "Alright, you two," said Sonic. "When I mean your hole, I mean, this--~"
Sonic stood, bent down, lifted his tail, and pointed right to his asshole. He thought he'd use himself as an example, and not get too into detail about the girl's side of it.. yet.
"Whoha!" Danny said. "Dude, that thing looks weird!"
"Gee, uh... Sonic; that was pretty blunt there..." muttered Chris as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Sonic's display half confused and disgusted. Sonic kept prattling on and on about what to do with it, eventually spreading open his anus a little wide, which just further traumatized Danny and Chris more.
"I think I've seen enough," Danny said with his voice trembling. He kept glancing at the door, oh the holy exit to the bedroom door. He do badly wanted to leave, along with Chris. Rodentia ass wasn't much of a crowd pleaser, apparently.
Sonic was a lot less shy about the whole thing. The reaction from Chris and Danny excited the crazy hedgehog. "Hey, guys! I've got an idea!" he said. "Why don't you see how it feels on the inside??"
"Wh-what's that have to do with anything, Sonic??" Chris protested. "That's gross! Stop doing that!"
"Plot contrivance, my good man!" Sonic said while wagging his little blue tail and slapping his asscheek-like area. "This fic's gotta go downhill somewhere. Now, don't be shy! I won't bite! I promise!"
"Please, Sonic..." Danny added to Chris's pleading. "This is gross."
Sonic cackled at their disapproval. "Nah-uh! C'mere! Just stick your tongue in my ass--"
Chris's bedroom door opened, and a sweet little voice rang out into the air. "Guys, time for sup--" said poor little Creme, who had to be exposed to Sonic's orifice. Sonic didn't see her; he was still trying to coax the two human boys into pleasing him.
"Sonic??" Amy called and ran into the room with Tails. "We're having--" Amy froze in her tracks before letting out the loudest and most painful shriek one could imagine. Sonic jerked his head around and saw the girl, who stormed right out of the room when he tried to explain himself.
"Amy! This isn't what you think it is!!" Sonic, of course, ran after Amy. And, dear readers, poor Sonic would not be joining the Thorndykes for supper for a little while. Now, he has a court case of "indecent exsposure" on his hands.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experiment and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed.
This chapter contains Lime, M/F, oral, furries, and an odd panty fetish.
--Story two: Shadow's Memory--
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It was late at night, and already the desert air was nothing but a windy chill. Rouge and Shadow were on watch in Eggman's desert base. Soon, the rotund as he was evil doctor would be revealing to them his latest weapon. Rouge leaned against a hieroglyphed wall while filing her nails and humming quietly. Shadow, although he despised the bat lady's humming, was lost in deep thought with his head craned down as he relaxed against a nearby column.
"Hey, why aren't you yelling at me?" Rouge stopped her actions and said with a sly chuckle to Shadow. "You've got something on your mind, darling?"
Shadow huffed at being addressed as a pet name by someone like Rouge; someone other than..."Nothing of your concerns," he grunted as he gently pushed himself off from against the column. If one looked close enough, they would notice Shadow's cheeks were actually... flushed.
"You lie!" Rouge cackled as she put away her nail file and strutted towards the dark hedgehog. She interrogated Shadow while walking circles around him. "So c'mon and tell me," she beckoned. "If you want me to, I promise not to tell." The bat girl placed her hands on Shadow's shoulders and administered a gentle massage, which Shadow immediately stepped out of.
After a moment of staring at her as if looking for... something, Shadow finally complied. "Alight, I'll tell you," he murmured with a low growl. "I'm thinking about my past... about Maria..."
"Oh, Maria!" Rouge exclaimed as she took a seat on a worn scarcaphogus. "I remember hearing you mutter her name when you were thinking or... staring off into space or tripping out! You were all: "Maria, Maria, Ma--"
"Silence!" Shadow growled after rushing twoards her and giving the scarcarphogus a hard kick. Rouge flinched, but laughed off her fear. "I don't want you saying her name in such a mocking way!"
"Hey, calm the hell down! I wasn't!" Rouge was clearly irritated at Shadow's obsessive manner, but it was obvious he didn't know any better. "So you gonna tell me what exactly about Maria you were thinking of?"
Shadow slowly exhaled. He peered up at Rouge with his glowing red eyes. She smirked back. Despite the assumed mockery of Maria, he felt coaxed to tell the bat lady what was on his mind and giving him distractions. He leapt onto the sarcaphogus and sat across from Rouge with his back to her. "Rouge, on my mind was--"
"Yes?" Rouge replied and peered towards the dark hedgehog from over her shoulder.
"...girl's panties."
"WHAT?" Rouge nearly fell off the stone tomb from complete shock. Before she could protest for otherwise, Shadow began his tale:
There Shadow was on the ARK. After a strange test, he wanted to visit Maria in the hospital ward. Shadow wandered the halls until he came to her room. He knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" called a soft and sweet voice from the other side.
"It's me, Shadow. May I come in?"
"Yes, please come in," Shadow came in to see Maria in her nightgown brushing her hair. "I was just about to go to sleep." Shadow thought she was just... radiant. She'd been quarantined recently, and it was obvious she was getting a lot better this time. The little rodent sniffed the air and could tell immediately she'd gotten out of the shower. "Come sit by me!" Maria pat the spot on the bed beside her as she smiled to Shadow.
"I do NOT like where this is going!" Rouge growled. "I'm going to leave!"
"You'll do no such thing!" said Shadow, already dead-set on giving Rouge what she'd asked for. Before she could move away, he scrambled to her and tackled her, tied her up with some nearby rope and sat on her. Rouge struggled to get free. "Now, where was I?" said Shadow. "Ah, yes..."
Maria and Shadow spoke for a while with one another until the nurse came in and informed the girl it was time for bed. "My studies start early tomorrow," she told Shadow as she crawled under the sheets. "You're more than welcome to... co...me..." the girl drifted off to sleep.
Shadow stood beside the bed and watched her as she slept. All the while, a peculiar smell kept hitting his highly-perceptive sense of smell. What is that scent?? he thought. It wasn't bad, comforting, or mouth-watering, but it was shamefully alluring. Shadow took to sniffing the air more and following the scent trail until he reached a hamper on the other side of the room. He opened it, and right there was a little blue lacy pair of panties with a tiny ribbon on the middle--
"SHADOW!! STOP IT!!" Rouge squirmed and screamed. Shadow ignored her and kept going.
Shadow slowly lifted the delicate undergarments in his hand. His eyes widened. "This is where the scent is occurring!" he whispered as to not awaken Maria. "I've smelled parts of it before, because it's Maria's skin... but not this..." he wadded up the fabric and inhaled it deeply, becoming intoxicated from her juices. He even built up the nerve to lick them, and this made Shadow even more hooked.
Rouge screamed.
This continued over the next few nights, and Shadow loved indulging in Maria's sweetness, but he wanted more. He tried eating a pair of the used panties, and that still didn't fuffill him. Maria would already asleep, and Shadow took caution and locked the room's door to keep out interferences. He slowly crawled into the bed with her and underneath the sheets. He lifted her nightgown up to her thighs and right around her stomach. There they are... he thought. He pulled the panties off and tossed them aside. Since he'd hit the jackpot, there was no need for them. Shadow gently spread Maria's thighs and began to lick every bit of her juice that was there and what accumulated. Maria emitted small whimpers of pleasure...
"Since then," Shadow said. "I've been addicted to that wonderful, wonderful taste." He shifted so that he could roll Rouge over so that her ass was facing up. "And now... I must have more!" He sniffed her ass. "You don't smell much like Maria, but it will have to do!"
"That's because it's the wrong end, you moron," Rouge growled while continuing her struggle.
Shadow began tearing off the bottom part of Rouge cat suit. "I am almost there... Maria!" Shadow said in a ragged and excited voice; he drooled at the mouth and his eyes glowed with eagerness.
"Cut that OUT!"
Shadow and Rouge looked up to see Dr. Eggman standing over him. His face was red with fury. "How dare you two fool around like that when I put you two on watch! I didn't expect such behavior from you two! Your pay will be docked the whole week now!" the old man roared as he turned and walked away from them.
"...We don't get paid as-is!" Rouge huffed. "Shadow, continue, please!" she folded her arms under her chin and relaxed. Shadow looked at her stunned before proceeding to satisfy his craving. There was nothing to lose. So, why not?
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains Yaoi, M/M, Minor, and semi-Non-concensual sex.
This lemon is dedicated to reviewer "chewy" , who asked for a lemon chapter and will be getting it spurted all over their ass and face ^_^
--Story three: After School--
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"Hey Chris! I heard Sonic got out of jail!" Frances, Chris Thorndyke and Danny's red-haired classmate and friend, said to Chris at the lunch table. The kids who overheard them either giggled or whispered about the incident. So far, no one outside of the home but Danny knew why Sonic went to jail.
"Let's not talk about that right now," Chris groaned as he stood to bus his tray. "I've gotta think about my project for next week!" Danny agreed, and Frances simply complied. The three kids played outside until it was time for them to head back to class. In the classroom, the kind yet bizarrely mysterious teacher, Mr. Stuart, prepared for the second half of that day's lesson. Earlier on, he'd planned with Chris to help him with his project after school. Time passed, the bell rang, and all the students left but Chris. "I can't wait to get started on this project, Mr. Stuart!" the little brunette said.
"I'm glad you're excited, Chris," Mr. Stuart chuckled while getting his bags together. "Let's go, Chris!" Chris nodded as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door with his teacher. They got into Mr. Stuart's car and headed out to the countryside. The teacher parked the car not too far from a wide creek dotted with trees and flowers. "I think you'll be able to catch what you'd like out here."
"Great! Thanks, Mr. Stuart!" the boy chimed. Chris grabbed a large net, kicked off his socks and shoes and waded into the creek to catch whatever he needed to. Mr. Stuart sat on the grass and watched the boy play. He kept thinking to himself how absolutely wonderful a student Chris was. After a while, Chris came and showed to Mr. Stuart the different creatures he'd caught. "No, no, Chris, not those!" Mr. Stuart said. "Here, let me show you what I'm talking about," the teacher removed his shoes and trouser socks, rolled up his slacks and waded in with Chris.
"Ah, sorry... I'll just turn these loose, then," Chris let a few of the little creatures go into the water.
"Oh, it's quite alright Chris. It's just that those are a protected species here!" Mr. Stuart replied while gently guiding Chris's net along the bottom of the creek bed.
"Really? I'm glad you came with me, Mr. Stuart, 'cuz otherwise, I wouldn't have known!" Chris said. Mr. Stuart nodded and now instructed Chris to grab the other end of the net so that they could have an easier time dragging it across the bottom. They slowly stepped along the bed, until Chris stepped on a slippery rock and fell backwards into the water. "Argh!" Chris sat up and pulled a bit of algae out of his thick hair.
"Chris! Are you alright?" Mr. Stuart knelt in the water beside the young boy to check for any wounds. He placed a gentle hand on the back of Chris's head to move it back and see for any openings or discolorations on his neck/ "You don't even looked bruised. Mr. Stuart said, being relived.
"I'm okay, Mr. Stuart," said Chris. He took hold of Mr. Stuart's shoulders to help himself stand, but instead fell on his teacher and knocked him into the water. Mr. Stuart sat up quickly on his elbows and looked at Chris before he started laughing. The boy joined in the laughing as well and climbed off Mr. Stuart and out of the water.
"Drenched..." Mr. Stuart muttered to himself as he stood and made note of his soaked clothing. He stepped out of the water behind Chris, removed his blazer and rang what dampness he could out. Since the hood of his car was hot, he lay the coat on top. He peeled off his also drenched turtleneck, revealing his magnificently sculpted chest. Being a spy, he had to keep in the best shape. He possessed a perfect six pack, well-sculpted pectorals, perfect-sized arms, and no love handles what-so-ever to--
Mr. Stuart looked over at Chris, who stood staring like a dumbfounded wet puppy. "Christopher, is something the matter?" the teacher asked.
Chris yelped and shook his head quickly, causing water from his hair to fly around the immediate area. "N-no sir! I'm a-okay!" he smiled nervously. To be sincere, Chris's hormones were quite scrambled. Seeing his teacher posessing a body like... that made him feel the same way that time he saw his uncle Sam's girlfriend, who, lying on her stomach, was sunning topless by the pool, roll over and--
"Well, alright Chris. Take off your clothes so we can lay them out to dry." the teacher said while removing his slacks. This made Chris even more bewildered. He couldn't have just heard... but he did! He only heard the first four words; after that, the teacher was just moving his lips to the boy. Chris shivered. "What's wrong??" Mr. Stuart said. "Christopher, there's no need to worry. I'm here to protect you. " Mr. Stuart waited for Chris's reply.. or at least a blink. Here before Chris stood his a side of his teacher he never expect him to possess: completely nude and just about as perfect as a human could get- at least in his opinion. Chris's wide eyes guided down from his teacher's face to his torso and right down to the man's penis. Chris was gaping for so long, he was probably drooling.
During this, Chris didn't realize that Mr. Stuart was gently removing the boy's clothing. Already were Chris's shirts gone, and now Mr. Stuart went to removing his pants and undergarments. Chris didn't hear his teacher's request to step out of the remaining clothing the first time, but the second he did, and his eyes locked onto his teacher's when this was so. "Mr. Stuart... s-sorry," the boy purred. His cheeks were deep red.
Mr. Stuart laughed. "It's alright, Chris." He pulled away the boy's clothing and stood to make his way to the car. This gave Chris a perfect view of Mr. Stuart's tight and hard ass. The boy gulped, whimpered and looked down at himself.
"Oh no!" Chris exclaimed in a whisper. He slapped his hands over his obvious erection. "I hope Mr. Stuart didn't..." he looked away feeling humiliated. He'd never been this hard before. "Jeeze! What's wrong with me!?" Chris cried out loud enough for Mr. Stuart to hear.
The teacher didn't panic or anything; he was fully aware of what Chris's ailment was because he saw it when he was stripping him. Mr. Stuart returned to where Chris was and smiled. I know I must protect him, but he looks so confused, Mr. Stuart thought as he guided Chris to a secluded spot beneath an old oak to rest. Perhaps I can question him about his feelings without being too invasive. He gently rubbed Chris's back in a coaxing way. "I've noticed you've been a bit uncomfortable." Mr. Stuart didn't want to be so direct about his "condition." He would wait for Chris to mention it.
"I'm okay..." Chris felt so confused. Part of him wanted to move away from his teacher... and the rest wanted to move closer. Chris followed the baser instincts as best he could and made no effort to conceal his staring at Mr. Stuart's body. The teacher smiled, pretending not to notice it, and gave Chris a gentle hug. "I think I... know what you're going through." said Mr. Stuart, having not been in such a situation with someone like Chris. "It happens; it happens to everyone when they get older."
Chris knew this, but he also knew his teacher was struggling just to find a common ground on this issue. Mr. Stuart studied Chris for a moment. He always though he was an adorable child; he had very remarkable-looking parents to thank for that. He was coming up so well. Mr. Stuart smiled at Chris; another part of his own mind was opening up, one that had never before and probably will never again open up, unless he wanted to lose his job.
Mr. Stuart readied himself to speak, but before he could, Chris scrambled onto the man's lap. Mr. Stuart tried to stop the boy, but Chris straddled the teacher's waist and pushed him down. Poor Chris's facial expression was of confusion and arousal. "Please, Mr. Stuart," Chris said in a breathy tone. The teacher was rendered speechless when the boy moved back so that he sat before the spy's still-limp sex. The boy gripped it in his small hands and proceeded to stroke it. This was very much unlike Chris, so why was he acting like this?? The poor sexually undisciplined boy was imitating what he saw Amy do to Tails one night. He hated Mr. Stuart for getting him like this, and wanted some kind of relief for his "hunger." Mr. Stuart didn't just let this happen, however, he shouted at and grabbed the boy, trying to shove him off multiple times. But Chris was persistent in his efforts. He managed to get his teacher at half-mast and wasn't ready to stop.
"Christopher! You--" Mr. Stuart was cut off when Chris removed the man's glasses and tossed set aside. Mr. Stuart had assassinated dictators and helped nations crumble in his life; why was this now such a challenge? Seized were his movements when Chris began rubbing his own sex against Mr. Stuart's full erection. The man's eyes rolled to the back of his head as his strong grip seized the boy around his waist. "Chris..." he huffed in a whispery shudder. Chris lay against Mr. Stuart so he could apply as much pressure as he could to the man's penis. Soon the young one cried out and came on the older blonde's toned stomach.
Chris whimpered as he sat back. He saw that Mr. Stuart had still yet to orgasm. Of course he didn't; it didn't take but a second for Chris to orgasm due to his lack of control. Mr. Stuart sat up slowly and raised a finger to Chris, but before he could begin talking, Chris started to once again stroke the man's swelling, which silenced and sent Mr. Stuart falling on his back. He shuddered and grunted. Chris applied his soft mouth against Mr. Stuart's sex just below the crown. The feel of this triggered the man's orgasm. Chris peered over as his panting teacher.
"Christopher, get off of me!" Mr. Stuart groaned.
It was then the boy knew that he'd accessed a part of Mr. Stuart that wasn't meant to be revealed to him. It was a part the boy wanted, but he knew... this just may not happen again. With tears in his eyes, he slid off Mr. Stuart as instructed. Mr. Stuart frowned at Chris. He couldn't punish the boy; he wouldn't dare. He lay a gentle hand on the boy's back. "Hey, look at me," he coaxed Chris. Chris did, and Mr. Stuart told him not to worry about anything. Chris nodded and hesitated before hugging the man, who returned it. Everything was just so strange for the both of them.
"...Let's just get cleaned up, hm?" Mr. Stuart said with his trademark enthusiasm. Chris stood up and smiled weakly, feeling a little relived that Mr. Stuart wouldn't hold this against him. The boy turned to Mr. Stuart to speak, but that was interrupted by a light cracking sound under his small feet and a wince as if having been lightly stabbed across the boy's face.
Mr. Stuart figured he could squint while driving his way back to town.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains: Incest, MxM, FxF, MxF, minors, furry sex, cuckolding, oral, toys, rimming, anal play, voyeurism, and yet more Sonic in jail fun.
I made this a foursome to, uh, commemorate my fourth tale of evil! I also apologize for the last chapter for some... odd rea-- nevermind.
--Story four: Amy's Souvenir--
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Chris logged on to his instant messenger program.
Thorny1000: hey danny!
dAnIzDaMaN: what's up? I heard sonic went back to jail... =(
It was true, dear readers. Sonic got arrested again. Apparently, it was illegal to sneak Cream into the adult movie theater. Why Sonic was trying to do such a thing, no one would ever really guess, but it made poor Amy more and more infuriated with her crush.
Thorny1000: yea he did... I dun wanna talk about it :(
dAnIzDaMaN: k man
dAnIzDaMaN: so how did the thing with mr. stuart go?
Thorny1000: um, can you keep a secret?
dAnIzDaMaN: yeah you know I can, chris :)
Thorny1000: ok. lemme try to sum it up
dAnIzDaMaN: OK
TANAKA3000: Christopher! It is time for your supper!
"What the--" Chris almost fell backwards in his chair. This was an instant message window made for two people, and a third person was there... not just any third person, but Butler Tanaka! It was most odd for him to summon Chris for dinner in such a drastic way. They must have a prominent guest.
Thorny1000: um...
dAnIzDaMaN: ???
TANAKA3000: Christopher! Come downstairs immediately!
Thorny1000: danny, I gotta go
dAnIzDaMaN: k man, cya your family is way weird...
Chris shut down his computer and went downstairs to see what the matter was. It was awfully quiet when he got down there. The foyer was completely empty, and there was nothing on the dining room table. Even the kitchen was without the bustling atomnosphere left behind by the activity of cooking. "Ah, I knew it was too early for Ella to start making dinner. Way too early..." Chris re-entered the foyer and saw his mother standing there. The boy's eyes lit up with happiness; he'd not expected her to be home!
Ms. Fair was checking the messages on her phone when the boy ran up and hugged her around the waist. The woman happily dropped the phone and embraced her son. "Darling! I was looking all over for you! I even had Tanaka come fetch you out of your room! How is my sweetie?" She smiled. She was incredibly beautiful in her perfect movie-star radiance.
"Um, I'm fine!" Chris excused all the mishaps that had gone down a few days ago AND the one earlier with Mr. Stuart today. Everything had been, in a layman term, "fucked up" lately, and seeing his mother was like a breath of the freshest air. Speaking of which, she smelled lovely. Chris buried his head into her mother's side and indulged in her warmth, making her giggle.
Ms. Fair craned her graceful head to look down at her son. He was so perfect. She placed her elegant hand on his hair and caressed him. "Christopher, we should have a special evening tonight, just you and I. I want to enjoy the little bit of time we have since my plane leaves tomorrow afternoon, alright?" Chris liked this idea. Ms. Fair sent the boy upstairs to get himself ready for their outing. While she waited in her place, Amy stepped out from the nearby room carrying Tanaka's laptop. She smiled at Ms. Fair.
"This is going to work so well, won't it, Mrs. Lindsay?" the pink hedgehog asked.
Ms. Fair chuckled and said: "I can't make any promises, but if it does work, how fun this will be!" she chuckled and knelt down to hug Amy.
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"That was so much fun!" said Chris after running inside of the house with all his things. His mother took him shopping, to the amusement park and out to dinner. Ms. Fair went to her room to put her own things away and settle down. Christopher entered her room and hugged her from behind as she was seated at her vanity and now dressed in a silk robe.
"Oh, Christopher," she turned her head towards him and smiled up at him with her hand over his which rested upon her shoulder. "I love you so much; and you're growing up to be such a handsome young man... I'm missing it all!"
"Mom, no you're not... uh," Chris didn't know how to reply to that. She was on the go a lot. She couldn't help it, though.
"I'm sorry, Chris," she faced the boy completely and smiled at him. "I can't help but say that. I want more time with you..." Chris was having a hard time focusing on his mother's words. Before him was his mother in a long-floor length and very unclosed robe. She wore underneath that an elegant vintage-style pink teddy with strategically-placed embroidered, stockings, and high-heeled bedroom shoes. He wasn't around his mother often, so he wasn't raised with such an image of her like this. This was... odd. It made Chris feel uncomfortable. "Christopher, sweety? Is there something wrong?" she asked as she leaned forward and gently cupped the boy's chin.
Chris was hoarse. He heard an odd scratching noise emit when he tried to speak. His lips remained a little parted. His eyes were locked on Ms. Fair's succulent red lips. His feelings were once again conflicting with one another; he didn't know whether to pull back or more forward.
Ms. Fair was well aware of what she was doing. She smiled vaguely to Chris, even though she was chuckling on the inside. She'd plotted with Amy to do this with Chris. Amy was conveniently tucked away in the closet, watching this unfold before her eyes. Fa. Fair moved forward and pressed her lips against Chris's. She pulled back after leaving behind a huge red smudge of lipstick across his mouth.
"Um... w-wha... wow," Chris was obviously stunned. This was the last person he'd expected to be kissed in such a manner by. Why did he say "wow?" Deeply embarrassed Chris snatched himself away and looked at his mother. A chill of shock ran through his body.
Chris's mother looked at him in a stunned manner. She was genuinely concerned and unsurprised about his reaction; this was a taboo she was about to commit. There was something so thrilling about it, though. There was a fair amount of tension before Lindsay saw the smudge of makeup she'd left over Chris's lips from the kiss. She laughed and moved closer to him to wipe it away with her thumb. Chris stared into her eyes as this happened and took the risk to return the kiss.
"Yes!" whispered Amy. Ms. Fair pulled back and smiled at Chris, her hands cupping his face. He gave his mother an awkward smile before they once again locked lips. Amy was surprised at Chris's eagerness, but she didn't feel like questioning it. It wasn't long before Lindsay was coaxing Chris to kiss her collarbone.
"That's it, sweetie... " Lindsay said as she combed her elegant fingers through Chris's brown hair. She slipped out of her robe as the boy curiously pulled down the teddy, exposing her beautiful breasts. Instinctively, he gave them small licks. His tongue teased one of the nipples. Chris looked up at his mother as if seeking approval. She smiled and took his hand as she stood. She led him to the bed to sit and began removing the rest of her clothing.
"Wha... should I--?" Chris asked, his shirt pulled up halfway. Lindsay nodded for the boy to begin removing his own clothing. When this happened, Amy removed her clothing as well so she would be "ready" when she made her entrance. With Lindsay and Chris now nude, they lay side by side in the bed. She rubbed Chris's side before pulling him close in embrace. She exchanged a few brief words of love with him before kissing him deeply again. During this, her hand ventured down and rubbed his bare crotch. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked it nice and slow.
Chris moaned softly into the kiss. He wanted to do the same for her. His awkward hands found her already wet sex. His fingers curiously rubbed the swelled Lindsay gasped and laughed when her clit was touched. She drew one of her legs up close to herself to allow his fingers better access to her wet cunt; her own attentions to Chris became more loving.
After this went on for a bit, she noticed Chris's expression changing. She didn't want him to come yet. "Christopher, let me show you something. Lie on your back for me." Chris pulled away from her and rested the back of his head against the pillow. He looked up at his mother who nodded approvingly. Lindsay straddled Chris's waist. "You're going inside of me," Those words made Chris's face hotter than it already was. He shuddered as he found his penis entering her warm and wet vagina. Lindsay purred and gently rocked on Chris. "Now, Chris, please relax aon'on't try to do anything to drastic. I don't want you to have an orgasm before me..." Chris nodded, now preoccupied with the subject of how exactly to do this.
The nude, except for headband, Amy exited the closet. She'd been fingering herself just enough to get worked up. Ms. Fair noticed Amy out of the corner of her eye. Chris, on the other hand, was too deep in ecstasy to notice. Amy placed a gentle kiss on Chris's forehead before climbing up beside him. Amy then gathered a bit of her love juices onto her finger and placed into Chris's gaping mouth. The boy's mouth shut, and his eyes widened at the taste of her juices. This was beyond a shock to him. "God, wh-what are you doing here!?" Chris groaned as his mother slowly humped him, her body happily accepting all of his young cock.
"C'mon Chris, I'm here to join you two!" Amy said in a lustful manner. She gently lowered herself over Chris's face.
"M-mom!" Chris cried out before Amy's small pussy covered his mouth.
"It's okay honey!" Chris's mother laughed softly. " Why don't you give it slow licks?" Lindsay's hands gently caressed his arms in a coaxing way. Then, Chris supported Amy's waist and let his tongue, reluctant at first, slowly move across Amy's wet slit. Soon his tongue took on more rhythmic and firmer licks against her opening and clitoris. Lindsay guided her hands to let them cup and fondle Amy's little breasts. Amy let herself lean back a bit into Linda who was leaning forward.
Chris couldn't stand holding back anymore. He needed to come soon. His mother's insides seemed to constrict around him. His ministrations to Amy became more harder and fast with his growing frustration. Chris's tonguing of her soft, tight vagina and his teeth grazing against her swollen little bud sent her squealing into orgasm. Ms. Fair pulled Amy up from Chris. One arm was gripped tight around Amy's waist; the other, her hand rubbed her still orgasming pussy. Chris was able to move finally, and sat up on his elbows to thrust upward into his mother. Soon, his young seed shot into his mother's womb. Still slowly massaging Amy's cunt, Lindsay orgasmed; definitely not as hard as she'd hoped, but she was content for the moment.
~:Oh god, not another one:~
"Hey, anyone home?" shouted the red-haired tall man who walked through the front door. Sam "Speed," the leader of the S-Team, decided to drop by to give his nephew a gift. "Man, I'm so glad I caught that damned hedgehog sneakin' into the porno theater with that kid, that sick little fuck," grumbled Sam as he put down his helmet and unzipped his full-body racer's suit to reveal a tank top and jeans. "I'm sick of that little blue bastard."
Sam froze out of worry when he realized he'd been there the whole time without anyone coming down to meet him. "Guess they're either upstairs or in the lab. I'll go check." said Sam as he rubbed the back of his stiff neck. He'd check the upper area first, and he did. He peeked into Chris's bedroom, which was of course empty. He checked the study and a few other rooms. He arrived to the last door. "Hm, Lindsay's room," he raised an eyebrow. "No one would be here unless she was coming home, but it won't kill to check--"
Sam opened the door to find Amy, his sister-in-law, and nephew lying comfortably naked on the bed. Lindsay was the only one of the three who was awake. She sat up quickly and pulled the sheets over her breasts. "Oh dear god, Sam!"
"Ahh! Lindsay!" Sam screamed.
"Shut the door!" Lindsay hissed. "Quickly!" Sam, without a thought, did as he was told. Sam rushed over to her to demand what on earth was going on with them all in the bed. Lindsay hesitated to explain, refusing to answer. Sam stopped his demands and got a good look at the three of them. His cheeks turned red.
"Shh, Lindsay..." Sam sat on the bed beside Lindsay and put his hand on her cheek. "Hey, I'm not gonna tell anyone what I saw if you..."
"Actually, I was debating on putting that offer on the table," Lindsay chuckled nervously. Sam leaned forward and forced a kiss upon Lindsay's mouth, which she eagerly accepted. Lindsay worked at pulling off Sam's clothing as fast as possible, exposing what she could of his tightly and lean body. "He's so much younger than my love..." she said, thinking of her husband. "This brings back memories..." Lindsay wrapped her thighs around Sam's waist as he hoisted her hips close to his so that his penis would slight right into her at first thrust. They'd both forgotten about the sleeping Amy and Chris next to them.
Amy was awake from the start of the commotion, really. She only feigned sleep to hear what Sam and Lindsay was doing. "Oh my gosh," Amy thought. "She's cheating on her-- oh well. That's nothing compared to earlier." Amy giggled to herself and put her arm around Chris's waist. Watching Sam and Lindsay aroused her. She decided to fondle Chris's cock and lick his nipples, causing the boy to moan in his sleep. Then, Amy crawled over to Lindsay and Sam. She planted kisses along the woman's neck and squeezed her breasts. This didn't interrupt the fucking; it only made it better. Soon enough, Lindsay and Sam both let out a moan of delight as they managed to come.
Lindsay collapsed against the pillow and sighed out of satisfaction. Sam propped his hands on either side of her head to keep from collapsing on the woman. "Oh god," Sam grunted. "I've... I don't know what to say to all of this. I've caught you all at the best time, huh?" Amy and Lindsay chuckled.
"Mhn, what's going on..." Christopher sat up and winced a bit. Amy's stroking caused him to be at half-mast. "Ahw, what the-- Uncle Sam!" Chris screamed. Amy was quick to cup her hand over the boy's mouth. It didn't take long for Chris to figure Sam was already into their "game." He felt a little nervous.
Sam crawled off Lindsay and over to Chris. "Hey, don't look like that," he grinned as he gave Chris a rough pat on the shoulder. "Whatcha got there?" Sam yanked the sheets away and grinned like a hungry wolf at his nephew's erection. He pinched the cock's little crown a few times, enjoying the little wincing expressions Chris made. Lindsay studied this momentarily with suspicion, but she knew Sam would never hurt her son. Sam gave Chris a kiss whilst he slowly stroked the boy's erection.
"Mhn," Lindsay sat up. "I need a bath after all of this. Don't you agree, Amy?" she smirked to the pink hedgehog, who immediately got the message. They crawled out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
Sam had raised Chris's legs onto his shoulders as he sucked the boy's penis. Chris whimpered. "First my mom, then my uncle... oh god," he mentally recalled. He turned his head to the side and squeezed his eyes shut as Sam swallowed the boy's little sex and even some of his testes into his mouth.
Sam made a grunting noise that was of pleasure as he removed his mouth from Chris's cock. He flashed Chris his trademark cocky grin. "You like that, huh?" said Sam. "Let me give you a bit more, kid." Sam opened the nightstand drawer and found a jar of salve. He smoothed a bit of the substance over his fingers and did the same to Chris's tight virgin asshole.
"That feels funny," Chris groaned and tensed up a bit. Sam coaxed him to relax his body. Then, Samd ind in his smallest finger, just the tip, and wiggled it about Chris. Chris bit his lip; he didn't like it. "Uncle Sam... p-please stop it." the boy begged.
Sam complied and smirked at Chris. "You're not big enough yet, hn?" he said in a surprisingly intimate manner. "I'd guess you'd liked it better if you took over, eh?"
Chris didn't know what bought that assumption about. "Wha...? What are you talking about?"
"I saw you out there with your teacher, Christopher...." Sam looked a bit dark for a moment, then covered that with a quick smirk. "You were really something back there. Showed you were a true Thorndyke" he laughed haughtily.
In the bathroom, Amy and Lindsay took their time in the bathtub. They were both engaged in the act of tribadism, or rubbing their pussies together. Amy couldn't get over the feeling of Lindsay's juices mixing in with hers, causing their velvety genitalia to caress one against the other's. "Oooh, we're not getting clean anytime soon, are we?" Amy giggled. Lindsay reached for a double-ended vibrator which she and Amy penetrated one another with. The toy was short enough to penetrate them and allow their clits to continue grinding together. Ms. Fair put her arms around Amy and held her close as their friction became harder.
Chris's head bobbed up and down as he he tried his best to swallow what he could of his uncle's cock. Sam, propped up against the headboard with his legs spread enough to give Chris access, stared down possessively at the boy, his hand stroking and guiding down Chris's head. He felt quite jealous, seeing him go after Mr. Stuart like that. "That's right, Chris, just like that." Sam encouraged him. Chris gagged a few times, but held back his re and and managed to swallow what he could of that organ. Sam grinned, remembering Chris was still semi-hard. He stopped the boy and directed him to face his backside to him. Chris was scared he'd receive more of that anal probing, but instead was grabbed by his legs and pulled up so that Sam could conveniently access Chris's dick.
"Much better," Sam said before suckling the very tip of Chris's penis. "Hey, I didn't tell you to stop on me, now did I?" Sam stopped and reminded Chris to finish. The boy felt awkward, the only real support being his uncle holding him up by the legs, but Chris did as told. He engulfed the throbbing penis into his mouth. Sam bucked forward into Chris's mouth. Chris felt like doing the same, but being suspended upside-down did not make this a possibility.
Amy orgasmed, her mouth cupped over Ms. Fair's nipple as she did. She nipped them a bit as every throbbing sensation waved throughout her body. She wagged her tail and gave a few more hard thrusts which sent Lindsay into her orgasm as well. "I feel almost dizzy... this has been an overwhelming time," she moaned as she ran her fingers along Amy's quills. Amy giggled and nodded in agreement. The two women climbed out of the tub and went in to see Sam and Chris.
"Oh dear god! Don't hold my baby like that! " Lindsay put her hand over her mouth when she saw what position Sam had Chris in. She ran over asmacsmacked him and demanded that they conduct the sixty-nine with Sam on his back. Sam groaned, being close to peak, and did as told. Chris was much happier in this position; he was able to thrust himself into his uncle's mouth now. This annoyed Sam a bit, but then he could take it. He wanted to taste the boy's seed.
Lindsay lay beside them with Amy straddling her waist and playing with her breasts. Sam glanced over at them and wondered to himself how the hell they could keep trying to go on. He heard the moan in the bathroom and knew they'd just come. His thoughts were interrupted by Christopher ejaculating into his mouth. Sam was quick to swallow every last bit of it. His tongue lapped clean the boy's cock and balls. He craned his neck up just enough so that he could tongue the boy's tight ring.
"Perhaps we should help Chris," suggested Lindsay. Amy nodded. The two of them knelt on either side of Chris's head. Chris took his mouth of Sam's cock, and the three of them, Lindsay, Amy, and Chris, used their tongues to pleasure Sam. Sam's muscles shivered from the feelof tof those three tongues working his sex. It didn't take long for him to give into full pleasure and orgasm on their faces. They, with Chris disturbed by the mess on his face, were eager to lick his seed off one another's faces.
"This is fun, you guys..." Sam purred as he leaned back into the pillows. "Let me rest up, and--"
"Amy!" Mr. Tanaka burst into the room holding a little digital camcorder. "The memory chip has just run out! My apologies."
"That's okay, Mr. Tanaka! I think I've got enough of a souvenir to take home with me!" Mr. Tanaka bowed.
"S-Souvenir!?:" Sam and Chris sat up quickly and simultaneously exclaimed.
Ms. Fair and Amy figured they could explain what this was all about... after clean up and rest.
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**I believe my next tale will involve Sonic finally getting some... in jail... and not from a visitor he was expecting!
More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains: M/m, Non-consensual, furry, anal, oral and some pretty degrading smut.
"KamirineGoddess" asked about a Shadow x Sonic story. I REALLY wanted to write a forced-sex scene with Sonic... so, well, here it is, with special guest appearance by Sam Speed!
--Story Five: Jailbird--
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"Dead man walkin' on the green mile..."
The Station Square police officers got a kick out of saying that. It frightened newcomers and annoyed the commissioner. It was no help to Sonic, who not only didn't get it, but also was being led to a cell in the Station Square jail.
"Man, how the hell could they've caught me again in such a short period of time?" Sonic asked himself as the guards shoved the cobalt rodent into his cell. Sonic scanned the premises. It was the same as before: a well-secured isolated cell with little space before a thick iron door. There was also a slit of a window that let some light in, but nothing more. They had no prison uniform in Sonic's size yet, so they just gave him a collar with a number to wear for the time being.
"I hope everyone's okay, especially Amy and Chris..." Sonic muttered.
Hours passed in the facility. "Lights out!" called a guard. The cells went dark. Not pitch black, just dark. Sonic lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. "Man, this sucks. At least I'll be out soon." the hedgehog grumbled. He shut his eyes and waited for his sleep to take over...
...That is, until a faint white light flickered and died down in the corner. Sonic immediately sat up and looked towards that corner. "What the hell--?? That was chaos control--" A painful churning went through Sonic's stomach. But why; why would he come here now?? "S-shadow..."
The dark hedgehog stepped out of the corner to reveal himself holding a large green emerald in one hand. "So... we meet again, faker," he huffed. "I wanted to get to you during your last incarceration, but I was occupied at the moment..."
Sonic, still seated on his bed, studied Shadow. Something wasn't picking up right with him, worse than normal, rather. ".. What the hell do you want?" Sonic's eyes narrowed and his ears furled backward with anger and suspicion. Shadow was only amused by Sonic's display and, after stuffing the emerald into his shoe, bluntly said:
"I need a fix, and it's coming from you."
Immediately, Sonic knew what Shadow meant. "Fucker; you track me down just so you can... if I'm thinking that's what you want--" Sonic snarled.
"That's right, faker," Shadow stepped over to Sonic and folded his arms.
"Sick... Well, I'm not gonna let you--" Sonic started to protest.
"--You've no choice in this matter," Shadow interrupted Sonic before he created two electric balls and hurled them towards Sonic's wrists which pinned him to the wall, putting him in a pinned up but sitting position on the bed. Sonic struggled and cried out from the shocking pain the restraints sent throughout his body. Shadow couldn't keep from indulging in the torment the blue hedgehog was suffering. This alone made his cock poke out through his fur.
"D-damn it!" Sonic hissed, seeing Shadow's obvious erection. Shadow wanted to waste no time in satisfying himself with Sonic, however, he'd take as long as he pleased. He didn't bother to bring any sort of lubricant. He forced Sonic's legs apart and tugged at the other hedgehog's blue balls. He laughed at Sonic's reactions from the tugging and the light shocks being sent through his body which caused his fur to stand on-end. Shadow's taper-ended sex impaled Sonic's anus like a spear. Sonic almost chocked on his screams and gasped for breath as Shadow began to pound into him. Never in Sonic's life had he'd been fucked by a cock; it had always been him doing the penetration.
This so so terrible and disgusting, though. There was no comparison to this and the more "fun" sex. Sonic shut his eyes during that rough ordeal which Shadow made sure he only worsened. He penetrated Sonic as far as his own penis would allow him to. He even removed his gloves and inserted two fingers into Sonic's hole. The blue hedgehog could taste blood as a result from biting his bottom lip. A muffled yowl of pain escaped him.
"Holy Christ... just come already!" Sonic mentally snarled. Blood coated Shadow's cock; this sight pleasant to the dark one's eyes. At his final, deepest thrust, Shadow ejaculated inside of Sonic. The black hedgehog made an odd shudder that sent an increased feeling of disgust through Sonic. It was the kind of shudder one would do after eating the most decadent meal...
"Ah, that was... fantastic..." Shadow laughed. He waited for a bit of flaccidity to come to him before removing himself from Sonic. Sonic lay there half passed out from the pain... oh god, the overwhelming pain. Shadow was considerate enough to remove the electro-binds he'd put on Sonic. "Perhaps we'll meet again soon, Faker, at least when I am "hungry" again."
~::LOL WHAT?::~
"Yeah, Chief!" said one of the S-Team members. "That little blue fuck is all locked up in his cell right now. He was grunting earlier. Probably trying to ride the damned walls."
"He's a hyperactive little fucker, isn't he?" Sam laughed. Thanks to surveillance cameras, Sam knew what really happened in there, and got a kick out of all of it. He and two members of the S-Team walked down the corridor that led to Sonic's isolated cell. Sam unlocked the iron door that led to the chamber in which Sonic was barred in. "Alright, lemme check him out. I'll be out soon." his team members nodded and left Sam alone. Sam stepped into the chamber and looked at Sonic behind the bars after closing the door behind him.
"Ah, so how are--" he saw Sonic leaning against the wall on the bed with his legs drawn close to his chest. Sonic looked like he'd seen hell and back. His fur was a mess, too. "Hn... see you had quite an experience with that other hedgehog!"
"H...how... did you know?" Sonic struggled to get the words out. Sam pointed out to Sonic the surveillance camera. The hedgehog was too messed up to even visibly react.
"You know, I can give you your freedom, Hedgehog." Sonic sat up when he heard that offer. He limped over to the cell bars where Sam stood and looked up at him. The chief laughed. "Your height is a convenience..." Sonic didn't think too much of that remark, until he saw that he was almost at level with Sam's crotch. He had a bad feeling as to what the price of that feeling would be.
".. I'd rather stay in here." Sonic growled.
"I'm sure Shadow likes the idea of you in a confined place!" guffawed Sam. "I know I sure do!"
Sonic wanted to kill Sam and that stupid smirk he had on his face, but being penned up, he could do nothing. He thought about Sam's offer. Obviously, he wanted his cock sucked in exchanged for Sonic's freedom. He knew it was more of a pride thing than anything. What was the cost? Ignoring it meant he could be attacked by Shadow again. That was enough hell for one lifetime.
"Fine," Sonic grunted inaudibly.
"Good boy," Sam reached through the bars to pet Sonic behind the ears before unzipping his suit low enough to expose his erect member. Watching Sonic with Shadow was what established his erection. Sonic hesitated, just staring at the thing. Human penises looked so strange to him... "C'mon, I don't wanna have to force ya. You've had enough of that for one night," said Sam in a patronizing tone of voice. Sonic shut his eyes and took that hardened penis into his mouth. "Ha--haaah... that's fucking good!" Sam said and thrust a bit forward into Sonic's mouth.
Precum seeped down the hedgehog's throat. The last thing he wanted to do was be able to taste him, so he kept deep throating him. Sam could barely stand on his feet; the feel of Sonic's warm and small mouth around his member was amazingly good. The king of speed held tight onto the cell bars for more support.
Sonic never got "into it" so to speak, but his mind left him to allow him to do what he had to do and keep his sanity. He no longer restricted the ministrations to deep throating. Sonic's tongue pushed back the cock's foreskin, and he licked every bit of precum from the crown. Sonic was licking along the bottom end of the shaft when Sam came, his seed spurting all over the hedgehog's face.
Sam, panting, leaned his head against the bars. "Fuck.. you're fucking good," He gave Sonic a towel to wipe his face off with.
"As promised, you can leave," said Sam after unlocking the door and stepping out of the way for Sonic. The hedgehog wasted no time exiting the jail. "Hey, Sonic," Sam called out to him.
Sonic turned his head enough to where he could see Sam from the corner of his eye.
"Don't said I didn't ever do anything for you!" Sam said with that stupid smirk on his face.
Sonic gave Sam the finger. "Fuck you," before speeding down the highway. Sam laughed to himself. It wouldn't be long before the hedgehog would be back in his grasp... maybe.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dilemma of Rouge (Sonic XXX Festival BONUS+) by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This story contains:Kidnapping, forced sex, M/F, M/M
Notes: I got a review that asked not to write this story. With that plea, how could I not? Heehee! This is for you Rouge and Shadow fans out there, plus another surprise!
~Dilemma of Rouge~
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The voluptuous bat-woman strolled about the chamber containing those seven beautiful emeralds. The pristine steel-white room was completely silent aside from the sound of her heels hitting the floor with each step. There, in the floor, were litcompcompartments that contained each emerald. It was as if they were leading to some sort of power source. She thought to herself, "Could that be the power source of Eggman's new weapon?" She was careful reaching down into one of the compartments in case they had a forcefield covering the surface.
How wonderful; they were completely unguarded. This was way too easy.
As Rouge began harvesting the emeralds, a certain dark hedgehog waited in the shadows, his arms folded and his eyes glaring. A pang of disgust went through him, seeing her just easily pick those stones like one would strawberries in the forest. How come didn't Eggman set the trap for her? Shadow bit his lip until he could taste blood. He took it upon himself to approach her. No robots, no silent alarms, NOTHING had been triggered. Had she disabled some? Did it matter? "What the hell are you doing here?" Shadow snarled, now only standing inches from her.
Rouge didn't flinch. Her superb hearing caught sound of Shadow's breathing once she entered that room, but she didn't care; she could deal with him. Standing upright with her bag of emeralds slung over her shoulder, hands on her hips, she bought her face close to Shadow's and smirked. "Well, hello there," she crooned. "I was wondering when you'd come out of your little hiding spot."
"Shut up," Shadow hissed. "I don't have time for
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experiment and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed.
This chapter contains Lime, M/M/M, humilation, furries, anal, rimjob, and sex toys.
--Story one: What is it, Sonic?--
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It was another day at the Thorndyke estate, and Christoper arrived home from school with his friend, Danny. They entered the huge foyer of his home and dropped their book bags on the floor in a sloppy manner that children of their age would. They ran into the kitchen and grabbed a snacat Eat Ella, the balantly Hispanic maid, had prepared for them. "Ok, c'mon, Danny," said Chris. "I got somethin' to show you in my room."
The two boys ran to Chris's large bedroom which was filled with so many toys and gadgets; the amount was something most children could only dream of. "What didja want to show me, Chris?" Danny asked, taking a seat on his friend's bed. Christopher smiled and dug through his toy chest below the open window, looking for his object of attention. Just then, a swift breeze entered the room, startling Danny. "It wasn't that windy out earlier!" Danny exclaimed.
"Huh?" Chris looked at his friend quite unfazed by the change of weather. "Oh, it's just Sonic," he said lightheartedly as he looked over his shoulder and waved to the blue hedgehog. Sonic had taken to leaning against the bedroom wall adjacent from Chris and Danny.
"Hey, 'sup guys?" Sonic asked and winked. He went over to Chris to peek over his shoulder and see what the boy was trying to comb up from the box. It was when Chris stood and turned around that he showed Danny and Sonic a long, rectangle-shaped box with a peculiar looking item on it. Danny's face was stricken with confusion, while Sonic was utterly shocked.
"I found it in Amy's room!" Chris said as if he'd hit the jackpot. "I was helping her clean up, and I asked if I could have it," the boy took out of the box a phallic-shaped plastic device and pressed the little switch. The thing vibrated. "I wonder what it is?" Chris said.
"GIVE ME THAT!!" Shouted Sonic, leaping up and snatching the vibrator out of Chris's hand. "You guys have no business with toys like this!" he said, waving the still pulsating phallus in each of their general direction. "... neither does Amy, for that matter!" Sonic went over to the window and flung the toy outdoors twoards the pool where Mr. Tanaka, the Thorndyke's majordomo, just happened to be taking a break at. The device landed right into his drink.
"Sonic! Why'd you do that??" whined Chris. "How come we can't have it??"
"I don't even know what it is..." muttered Danny.
"It's a vibrator! You stick it in your hole and you turn it on!" Sonic shouted. He didn't know the real reason behind his shouting, really. Perhaps he was still perplexed at the idea of Amy having one. What if he was overreacting, and it was just a muscle massager? Upon examination of the box's labeling, Sonic's hypothesis was proven wrong. His cheeks were red out of disgust and envy.
"What hole?"
Danny's voice bought Sonic back-to-focus with the current situation. He really didn't want to explain these things to the boys. He thought they'd figure it out on their own... eventually. But no, he already flung it out the window; that would be an odd image to grace the boy's lives. He may was well go ahead and tell them. Sonic leapt onto the windowsill and closed the shutters and blinds. Then, he took a seat and leaned against the window's eaves. "Alright, you two," said Sonic. "When I mean your hole, I mean, this--~"
Sonic stood, bent down, lifted his tail, and pointed right to his asshole. He thought he'd use himself as an example, and not get too into detail about the girl's side of it.. yet.
"Whoha!" Danny said. "Dude, that thing looks weird!"
"Gee, uh... Sonic; that was pretty blunt there..." muttered Chris as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Sonic's display half confused and disgusted. Sonic kept prattling on and on about what to do with it, eventually spreading open his anus a little wide, which just further traumatized Danny and Chris more.
"I think I've seen enough," Danny said with his voice trembling. He kept glancing at the door, oh the holy exit to the bedroom door. He do badly wanted to leave, along with Chris. Rodentia ass wasn't much of a crowd pleaser, apparently.
Sonic was a lot less shy about the whole thing. The reaction from Chris and Danny excited the crazy hedgehog. "Hey, guys! I've got an idea!" he said. "Why don't you see how it feels on the inside??"
"Wh-what's that have to do with anything, Sonic??" Chris protested. "That's gross! Stop doing that!"
"Plot contrivance, my good man!" Sonic said while wagging his little blue tail and slapping his asscheek-like area. "This fic's gotta go downhill somewhere. Now, don't be shy! I won't bite! I promise!"
"Please, Sonic..." Danny added to Chris's pleading. "This is gross."
Sonic cackled at their disapproval. "Nah-uh! C'mere! Just stick your tongue in my ass--"
Chris's bedroom door opened, and a sweet little voice rang out into the air. "Guys, time for sup--" said poor little Creme, who had to be exposed to Sonic's orifice. Sonic didn't see her; he was still trying to coax the two human boys into pleasing him.
"Sonic??" Amy called and ran into the room with Tails. "We're having--" Amy froze in her tracks before letting out the loudest and most painful shriek one could imagine. Sonic jerked his head around and saw the girl, who stormed right out of the room when he tried to explain himself.
"Amy! This isn't what you think it is!!" Sonic, of course, ran after Amy. And, dear readers, poor Sonic would not be joining the Thorndykes for supper for a little while. Now, he has a court case of "indecent exsposure" on his hands.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experiment and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed.
This chapter contains Lime, M/F, oral, furries, and an odd panty fetish.
--Story two: Shadow's Memory--
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It was late at night, and already the desert air was nothing but a windy chill. Rouge and Shadow were on watch in Eggman's desert base. Soon, the rotund as he was evil doctor would be revealing to them his latest weapon. Rouge leaned against a hieroglyphed wall while filing her nails and humming quietly. Shadow, although he despised the bat lady's humming, was lost in deep thought with his head craned down as he relaxed against a nearby column.
"Hey, why aren't you yelling at me?" Rouge stopped her actions and said with a sly chuckle to Shadow. "You've got something on your mind, darling?"
Shadow huffed at being addressed as a pet name by someone like Rouge; someone other than..."Nothing of your concerns," he grunted as he gently pushed himself off from against the column. If one looked close enough, they would notice Shadow's cheeks were actually... flushed.
"You lie!" Rouge cackled as she put away her nail file and strutted towards the dark hedgehog. She interrogated Shadow while walking circles around him. "So c'mon and tell me," she beckoned. "If you want me to, I promise not to tell." The bat girl placed her hands on Shadow's shoulders and administered a gentle massage, which Shadow immediately stepped out of.
After a moment of staring at her as if looking for... something, Shadow finally complied. "Alight, I'll tell you," he murmured with a low growl. "I'm thinking about my past... about Maria..."
"Oh, Maria!" Rouge exclaimed as she took a seat on a worn scarcaphogus. "I remember hearing you mutter her name when you were thinking or... staring off into space or tripping out! You were all: "Maria, Maria, Ma--"
"Silence!" Shadow growled after rushing twoards her and giving the scarcarphogus a hard kick. Rouge flinched, but laughed off her fear. "I don't want you saying her name in such a mocking way!"
"Hey, calm the hell down! I wasn't!" Rouge was clearly irritated at Shadow's obsessive manner, but it was obvious he didn't know any better. "So you gonna tell me what exactly about Maria you were thinking of?"
Shadow slowly exhaled. He peered up at Rouge with his glowing red eyes. She smirked back. Despite the assumed mockery of Maria, he felt coaxed to tell the bat lady what was on his mind and giving him distractions. He leapt onto the sarcaphogus and sat across from Rouge with his back to her. "Rouge, on my mind was--"
"Yes?" Rouge replied and peered towards the dark hedgehog from over her shoulder.
"...girl's panties."
"WHAT?" Rouge nearly fell off the stone tomb from complete shock. Before she could protest for otherwise, Shadow began his tale:
There Shadow was on the ARK. After a strange test, he wanted to visit Maria in the hospital ward. Shadow wandered the halls until he came to her room. He knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" called a soft and sweet voice from the other side.
"It's me, Shadow. May I come in?"
"Yes, please come in," Shadow came in to see Maria in her nightgown brushing her hair. "I was just about to go to sleep." Shadow thought she was just... radiant. She'd been quarantined recently, and it was obvious she was getting a lot better this time. The little rodent sniffed the air and could tell immediately she'd gotten out of the shower. "Come sit by me!" Maria pat the spot on the bed beside her as she smiled to Shadow.
"I do NOT like where this is going!" Rouge growled. "I'm going to leave!"
"You'll do no such thing!" said Shadow, already dead-set on giving Rouge what she'd asked for. Before she could move away, he scrambled to her and tackled her, tied her up with some nearby rope and sat on her. Rouge struggled to get free. "Now, where was I?" said Shadow. "Ah, yes..."
Maria and Shadow spoke for a while with one another until the nurse came in and informed the girl it was time for bed. "My studies start early tomorrow," she told Shadow as she crawled under the sheets. "You're more than welcome to... co...me..." the girl drifted off to sleep.
Shadow stood beside the bed and watched her as she slept. All the while, a peculiar smell kept hitting his highly-perceptive sense of smell. What is that scent?? he thought. It wasn't bad, comforting, or mouth-watering, but it was shamefully alluring. Shadow took to sniffing the air more and following the scent trail until he reached a hamper on the other side of the room. He opened it, and right there was a little blue lacy pair of panties with a tiny ribbon on the middle--
"SHADOW!! STOP IT!!" Rouge squirmed and screamed. Shadow ignored her and kept going.
Shadow slowly lifted the delicate undergarments in his hand. His eyes widened. "This is where the scent is occurring!" he whispered as to not awaken Maria. "I've smelled parts of it before, because it's Maria's skin... but not this..." he wadded up the fabric and inhaled it deeply, becoming intoxicated from her juices. He even built up the nerve to lick them, and this made Shadow even more hooked.
Rouge screamed.
This continued over the next few nights, and Shadow loved indulging in Maria's sweetness, but he wanted more. He tried eating a pair of the used panties, and that still didn't fuffill him. Maria would already asleep, and Shadow took caution and locked the room's door to keep out interferences. He slowly crawled into the bed with her and underneath the sheets. He lifted her nightgown up to her thighs and right around her stomach. There they are... he thought. He pulled the panties off and tossed them aside. Since he'd hit the jackpot, there was no need for them. Shadow gently spread Maria's thighs and began to lick every bit of her juice that was there and what accumulated. Maria emitted small whimpers of pleasure...
"Since then," Shadow said. "I've been addicted to that wonderful, wonderful taste." He shifted so that he could roll Rouge over so that her ass was facing up. "And now... I must have more!" He sniffed her ass. "You don't smell much like Maria, but it will have to do!"
"That's because it's the wrong end, you moron," Rouge growled while continuing her struggle.
Shadow began tearing off the bottom part of Rouge cat suit. "I am almost there... Maria!" Shadow said in a ragged and excited voice; he drooled at the mouth and his eyes glowed with eagerness.
"Cut that OUT!"
Shadow and Rouge looked up to see Dr. Eggman standing over him. His face was red with fury. "How dare you two fool around like that when I put you two on watch! I didn't expect such behavior from you two! Your pay will be docked the whole week now!" the old man roared as he turned and walked away from them.
"...We don't get paid as-is!" Rouge huffed. "Shadow, continue, please!" she folded her arms under her chin and relaxed. Shadow looked at her stunned before proceeding to satisfy his craving. There was nothing to lose. So, why not?
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains Yaoi, M/M, Minor, and semi-Non-concensual sex.
This lemon is dedicated to reviewer "chewy" , who asked for a lemon chapter and will be getting it spurted all over their ass and face ^_^
--Story three: After School--
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"Hey Chris! I heard Sonic got out of jail!" Frances, Chris Thorndyke and Danny's red-haired classmate and friend, said to Chris at the lunch table. The kids who overheard them either giggled or whispered about the incident. So far, no one outside of the home but Danny knew why Sonic went to jail.
"Let's not talk about that right now," Chris groaned as he stood to bus his tray. "I've gotta think about my project for next week!" Danny agreed, and Frances simply complied. The three kids played outside until it was time for them to head back to class. In the classroom, the kind yet bizarrely mysterious teacher, Mr. Stuart, prepared for the second half of that day's lesson. Earlier on, he'd planned with Chris to help him with his project after school. Time passed, the bell rang, and all the students left but Chris. "I can't wait to get started on this project, Mr. Stuart!" the little brunette said.
"I'm glad you're excited, Chris," Mr. Stuart chuckled while getting his bags together. "Let's go, Chris!" Chris nodded as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door with his teacher. They got into Mr. Stuart's car and headed out to the countryside. The teacher parked the car not too far from a wide creek dotted with trees and flowers. "I think you'll be able to catch what you'd like out here."
"Great! Thanks, Mr. Stuart!" the boy chimed. Chris grabbed a large net, kicked off his socks and shoes and waded into the creek to catch whatever he needed to. Mr. Stuart sat on the grass and watched the boy play. He kept thinking to himself how absolutely wonderful a student Chris was. After a while, Chris came and showed to Mr. Stuart the different creatures he'd caught. "No, no, Chris, not those!" Mr. Stuart said. "Here, let me show you what I'm talking about," the teacher removed his shoes and trouser socks, rolled up his slacks and waded in with Chris.
"Ah, sorry... I'll just turn these loose, then," Chris let a few of the little creatures go into the water.
"Oh, it's quite alright Chris. It's just that those are a protected species here!" Mr. Stuart replied while gently guiding Chris's net along the bottom of the creek bed.
"Really? I'm glad you came with me, Mr. Stuart, 'cuz otherwise, I wouldn't have known!" Chris said. Mr. Stuart nodded and now instructed Chris to grab the other end of the net so that they could have an easier time dragging it across the bottom. They slowly stepped along the bed, until Chris stepped on a slippery rock and fell backwards into the water. "Argh!" Chris sat up and pulled a bit of algae out of his thick hair.
"Chris! Are you alright?" Mr. Stuart knelt in the water beside the young boy to check for any wounds. He placed a gentle hand on the back of Chris's head to move it back and see for any openings or discolorations on his neck/ "You don't even looked bruised. Mr. Stuart said, being relived.
"I'm okay, Mr. Stuart," said Chris. He took hold of Mr. Stuart's shoulders to help himself stand, but instead fell on his teacher and knocked him into the water. Mr. Stuart sat up quickly on his elbows and looked at Chris before he started laughing. The boy joined in the laughing as well and climbed off Mr. Stuart and out of the water.
"Drenched..." Mr. Stuart muttered to himself as he stood and made note of his soaked clothing. He stepped out of the water behind Chris, removed his blazer and rang what dampness he could out. Since the hood of his car was hot, he lay the coat on top. He peeled off his also drenched turtleneck, revealing his magnificently sculpted chest. Being a spy, he had to keep in the best shape. He possessed a perfect six pack, well-sculpted pectorals, perfect-sized arms, and no love handles what-so-ever to--
Mr. Stuart looked over at Chris, who stood staring like a dumbfounded wet puppy. "Christopher, is something the matter?" the teacher asked.
Chris yelped and shook his head quickly, causing water from his hair to fly around the immediate area. "N-no sir! I'm a-okay!" he smiled nervously. To be sincere, Chris's hormones were quite scrambled. Seeing his teacher posessing a body like... that made him feel the same way that time he saw his uncle Sam's girlfriend, who, lying on her stomach, was sunning topless by the pool, roll over and--
"Well, alright Chris. Take off your clothes so we can lay them out to dry." the teacher said while removing his slacks. This made Chris even more bewildered. He couldn't have just heard... but he did! He only heard the first four words; after that, the teacher was just moving his lips to the boy. Chris shivered. "What's wrong??" Mr. Stuart said. "Christopher, there's no need to worry. I'm here to protect you. " Mr. Stuart waited for Chris's reply.. or at least a blink. Here before Chris stood his a side of his teacher he never expect him to possess: completely nude and just about as perfect as a human could get- at least in his opinion. Chris's wide eyes guided down from his teacher's face to his torso and right down to the man's penis. Chris was gaping for so long, he was probably drooling.
During this, Chris didn't realize that Mr. Stuart was gently removing the boy's clothing. Already were Chris's shirts gone, and now Mr. Stuart went to removing his pants and undergarments. Chris didn't hear his teacher's request to step out of the remaining clothing the first time, but the second he did, and his eyes locked onto his teacher's when this was so. "Mr. Stuart... s-sorry," the boy purred. His cheeks were deep red.
Mr. Stuart laughed. "It's alright, Chris." He pulled away the boy's clothing and stood to make his way to the car. This gave Chris a perfect view of Mr. Stuart's tight and hard ass. The boy gulped, whimpered and looked down at himself.
"Oh no!" Chris exclaimed in a whisper. He slapped his hands over his obvious erection. "I hope Mr. Stuart didn't..." he looked away feeling humiliated. He'd never been this hard before. "Jeeze! What's wrong with me!?" Chris cried out loud enough for Mr. Stuart to hear.
The teacher didn't panic or anything; he was fully aware of what Chris's ailment was because he saw it when he was stripping him. Mr. Stuart returned to where Chris was and smiled. I know I must protect him, but he looks so confused, Mr. Stuart thought as he guided Chris to a secluded spot beneath an old oak to rest. Perhaps I can question him about his feelings without being too invasive. He gently rubbed Chris's back in a coaxing way. "I've noticed you've been a bit uncomfortable." Mr. Stuart didn't want to be so direct about his "condition." He would wait for Chris to mention it.
"I'm okay..." Chris felt so confused. Part of him wanted to move away from his teacher... and the rest wanted to move closer. Chris followed the baser instincts as best he could and made no effort to conceal his staring at Mr. Stuart's body. The teacher smiled, pretending not to notice it, and gave Chris a gentle hug. "I think I... know what you're going through." said Mr. Stuart, having not been in such a situation with someone like Chris. "It happens; it happens to everyone when they get older."
Chris knew this, but he also knew his teacher was struggling just to find a common ground on this issue. Mr. Stuart studied Chris for a moment. He always though he was an adorable child; he had very remarkable-looking parents to thank for that. He was coming up so well. Mr. Stuart smiled at Chris; another part of his own mind was opening up, one that had never before and probably will never again open up, unless he wanted to lose his job.
Mr. Stuart readied himself to speak, but before he could, Chris scrambled onto the man's lap. Mr. Stuart tried to stop the boy, but Chris straddled the teacher's waist and pushed him down. Poor Chris's facial expression was of confusion and arousal. "Please, Mr. Stuart," Chris said in a breathy tone. The teacher was rendered speechless when the boy moved back so that he sat before the spy's still-limp sex. The boy gripped it in his small hands and proceeded to stroke it. This was very much unlike Chris, so why was he acting like this?? The poor sexually undisciplined boy was imitating what he saw Amy do to Tails one night. He hated Mr. Stuart for getting him like this, and wanted some kind of relief for his "hunger." Mr. Stuart didn't just let this happen, however, he shouted at and grabbed the boy, trying to shove him off multiple times. But Chris was persistent in his efforts. He managed to get his teacher at half-mast and wasn't ready to stop.
"Christopher! You--" Mr. Stuart was cut off when Chris removed the man's glasses and tossed set aside. Mr. Stuart had assassinated dictators and helped nations crumble in his life; why was this now such a challenge? Seized were his movements when Chris began rubbing his own sex against Mr. Stuart's full erection. The man's eyes rolled to the back of his head as his strong grip seized the boy around his waist. "Chris..." he huffed in a whispery shudder. Chris lay against Mr. Stuart so he could apply as much pressure as he could to the man's penis. Soon the young one cried out and came on the older blonde's toned stomach.
Chris whimpered as he sat back. He saw that Mr. Stuart had still yet to orgasm. Of course he didn't; it didn't take but a second for Chris to orgasm due to his lack of control. Mr. Stuart sat up slowly and raised a finger to Chris, but before he could begin talking, Chris started to once again stroke the man's swelling, which silenced and sent Mr. Stuart falling on his back. He shuddered and grunted. Chris applied his soft mouth against Mr. Stuart's sex just below the crown. The feel of this triggered the man's orgasm. Chris peered over as his panting teacher.
"Christopher, get off of me!" Mr. Stuart groaned.
It was then the boy knew that he'd accessed a part of Mr. Stuart that wasn't meant to be revealed to him. It was a part the boy wanted, but he knew... this just may not happen again. With tears in his eyes, he slid off Mr. Stuart as instructed. Mr. Stuart frowned at Chris. He couldn't punish the boy; he wouldn't dare. He lay a gentle hand on the boy's back. "Hey, look at me," he coaxed Chris. Chris did, and Mr. Stuart told him not to worry about anything. Chris nodded and hesitated before hugging the man, who returned it. Everything was just so strange for the both of them.
"...Let's just get cleaned up, hm?" Mr. Stuart said with his trademark enthusiasm. Chris stood up and smiled weakly, feeling a little relived that Mr. Stuart wouldn't hold this against him. The boy turned to Mr. Stuart to speak, but that was interrupted by a light cracking sound under his small feet and a wince as if having been lightly stabbed across the boy's face.
Mr. Stuart figured he could squint while driving his way back to town.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains: Incest, MxM, FxF, MxF, minors, furry sex, cuckolding, oral, toys, rimming, anal play, voyeurism, and yet more Sonic in jail fun.
I made this a foursome to, uh, commemorate my fourth tale of evil! I also apologize for the last chapter for some... odd rea-- nevermind.
--Story four: Amy's Souvenir--
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Chris logged on to his instant messenger program.
Thorny1000: hey danny!
dAnIzDaMaN: what's up? I heard sonic went back to jail... =(
It was true, dear readers. Sonic got arrested again. Apparently, it was illegal to sneak Cream into the adult movie theater. Why Sonic was trying to do such a thing, no one would ever really guess, but it made poor Amy more and more infuriated with her crush.
Thorny1000: yea he did... I dun wanna talk about it :(
dAnIzDaMaN: k man
dAnIzDaMaN: so how did the thing with mr. stuart go?
Thorny1000: um, can you keep a secret?
dAnIzDaMaN: yeah you know I can, chris :)
Thorny1000: ok. lemme try to sum it up
dAnIzDaMaN: OK
TANAKA3000: Christopher! It is time for your supper!
"What the--" Chris almost fell backwards in his chair. This was an instant message window made for two people, and a third person was there... not just any third person, but Butler Tanaka! It was most odd for him to summon Chris for dinner in such a drastic way. They must have a prominent guest.
Thorny1000: um...
dAnIzDaMaN: ???
TANAKA3000: Christopher! Come downstairs immediately!
Thorny1000: danny, I gotta go
dAnIzDaMaN: k man, cya your family is way weird...
Chris shut down his computer and went downstairs to see what the matter was. It was awfully quiet when he got down there. The foyer was completely empty, and there was nothing on the dining room table. Even the kitchen was without the bustling atomnosphere left behind by the activity of cooking. "Ah, I knew it was too early for Ella to start making dinner. Way too early..." Chris re-entered the foyer and saw his mother standing there. The boy's eyes lit up with happiness; he'd not expected her to be home!
Ms. Fair was checking the messages on her phone when the boy ran up and hugged her around the waist. The woman happily dropped the phone and embraced her son. "Darling! I was looking all over for you! I even had Tanaka come fetch you out of your room! How is my sweetie?" She smiled. She was incredibly beautiful in her perfect movie-star radiance.
"Um, I'm fine!" Chris excused all the mishaps that had gone down a few days ago AND the one earlier with Mr. Stuart today. Everything had been, in a layman term, "fucked up" lately, and seeing his mother was like a breath of the freshest air. Speaking of which, she smelled lovely. Chris buried his head into her mother's side and indulged in her warmth, making her giggle.
Ms. Fair craned her graceful head to look down at her son. He was so perfect. She placed her elegant hand on his hair and caressed him. "Christopher, we should have a special evening tonight, just you and I. I want to enjoy the little bit of time we have since my plane leaves tomorrow afternoon, alright?" Chris liked this idea. Ms. Fair sent the boy upstairs to get himself ready for their outing. While she waited in her place, Amy stepped out from the nearby room carrying Tanaka's laptop. She smiled at Ms. Fair.
"This is going to work so well, won't it, Mrs. Lindsay?" the pink hedgehog asked.
Ms. Fair chuckled and said: "I can't make any promises, but if it does work, how fun this will be!" she chuckled and knelt down to hug Amy.
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"That was so much fun!" said Chris after running inside of the house with all his things. His mother took him shopping, to the amusement park and out to dinner. Ms. Fair went to her room to put her own things away and settle down. Christopher entered her room and hugged her from behind as she was seated at her vanity and now dressed in a silk robe.
"Oh, Christopher," she turned her head towards him and smiled up at him with her hand over his which rested upon her shoulder. "I love you so much; and you're growing up to be such a handsome young man... I'm missing it all!"
"Mom, no you're not... uh," Chris didn't know how to reply to that. She was on the go a lot. She couldn't help it, though.
"I'm sorry, Chris," she faced the boy completely and smiled at him. "I can't help but say that. I want more time with you..." Chris was having a hard time focusing on his mother's words. Before him was his mother in a long-floor length and very unclosed robe. She wore underneath that an elegant vintage-style pink teddy with strategically-placed embroidered, stockings, and high-heeled bedroom shoes. He wasn't around his mother often, so he wasn't raised with such an image of her like this. This was... odd. It made Chris feel uncomfortable. "Christopher, sweety? Is there something wrong?" she asked as she leaned forward and gently cupped the boy's chin.
Chris was hoarse. He heard an odd scratching noise emit when he tried to speak. His lips remained a little parted. His eyes were locked on Ms. Fair's succulent red lips. His feelings were once again conflicting with one another; he didn't know whether to pull back or more forward.
Ms. Fair was well aware of what she was doing. She smiled vaguely to Chris, even though she was chuckling on the inside. She'd plotted with Amy to do this with Chris. Amy was conveniently tucked away in the closet, watching this unfold before her eyes. Fa. Fair moved forward and pressed her lips against Chris's. She pulled back after leaving behind a huge red smudge of lipstick across his mouth.
"Um... w-wha... wow," Chris was obviously stunned. This was the last person he'd expected to be kissed in such a manner by. Why did he say "wow?" Deeply embarrassed Chris snatched himself away and looked at his mother. A chill of shock ran through his body.
Chris's mother looked at him in a stunned manner. She was genuinely concerned and unsurprised about his reaction; this was a taboo she was about to commit. There was something so thrilling about it, though. There was a fair amount of tension before Lindsay saw the smudge of makeup she'd left over Chris's lips from the kiss. She laughed and moved closer to him to wipe it away with her thumb. Chris stared into her eyes as this happened and took the risk to return the kiss.
"Yes!" whispered Amy. Ms. Fair pulled back and smiled at Chris, her hands cupping his face. He gave his mother an awkward smile before they once again locked lips. Amy was surprised at Chris's eagerness, but she didn't feel like questioning it. It wasn't long before Lindsay was coaxing Chris to kiss her collarbone.
"That's it, sweetie... " Lindsay said as she combed her elegant fingers through Chris's brown hair. She slipped out of her robe as the boy curiously pulled down the teddy, exposing her beautiful breasts. Instinctively, he gave them small licks. His tongue teased one of the nipples. Chris looked up at his mother as if seeking approval. She smiled and took his hand as she stood. She led him to the bed to sit and began removing the rest of her clothing.
"Wha... should I--?" Chris asked, his shirt pulled up halfway. Lindsay nodded for the boy to begin removing his own clothing. When this happened, Amy removed her clothing as well so she would be "ready" when she made her entrance. With Lindsay and Chris now nude, they lay side by side in the bed. She rubbed Chris's side before pulling him close in embrace. She exchanged a few brief words of love with him before kissing him deeply again. During this, her hand ventured down and rubbed his bare crotch. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked it nice and slow.
Chris moaned softly into the kiss. He wanted to do the same for her. His awkward hands found her already wet sex. His fingers curiously rubbed the swelled Lindsay gasped and laughed when her clit was touched. She drew one of her legs up close to herself to allow his fingers better access to her wet cunt; her own attentions to Chris became more loving.
After this went on for a bit, she noticed Chris's expression changing. She didn't want him to come yet. "Christopher, let me show you something. Lie on your back for me." Chris pulled away from her and rested the back of his head against the pillow. He looked up at his mother who nodded approvingly. Lindsay straddled Chris's waist. "You're going inside of me," Those words made Chris's face hotter than it already was. He shuddered as he found his penis entering her warm and wet vagina. Lindsay purred and gently rocked on Chris. "Now, Chris, please relax aon'on't try to do anything to drastic. I don't want you to have an orgasm before me..." Chris nodded, now preoccupied with the subject of how exactly to do this.
The nude, except for headband, Amy exited the closet. She'd been fingering herself just enough to get worked up. Ms. Fair noticed Amy out of the corner of her eye. Chris, on the other hand, was too deep in ecstasy to notice. Amy placed a gentle kiss on Chris's forehead before climbing up beside him. Amy then gathered a bit of her love juices onto her finger and placed into Chris's gaping mouth. The boy's mouth shut, and his eyes widened at the taste of her juices. This was beyond a shock to him. "God, wh-what are you doing here!?" Chris groaned as his mother slowly humped him, her body happily accepting all of his young cock.
"C'mon Chris, I'm here to join you two!" Amy said in a lustful manner. She gently lowered herself over Chris's face.
"M-mom!" Chris cried out before Amy's small pussy covered his mouth.
"It's okay honey!" Chris's mother laughed softly. " Why don't you give it slow licks?" Lindsay's hands gently caressed his arms in a coaxing way. Then, Chris supported Amy's waist and let his tongue, reluctant at first, slowly move across Amy's wet slit. Soon his tongue took on more rhythmic and firmer licks against her opening and clitoris. Lindsay guided her hands to let them cup and fondle Amy's little breasts. Amy let herself lean back a bit into Linda who was leaning forward.
Chris couldn't stand holding back anymore. He needed to come soon. His mother's insides seemed to constrict around him. His ministrations to Amy became more harder and fast with his growing frustration. Chris's tonguing of her soft, tight vagina and his teeth grazing against her swollen little bud sent her squealing into orgasm. Ms. Fair pulled Amy up from Chris. One arm was gripped tight around Amy's waist; the other, her hand rubbed her still orgasming pussy. Chris was able to move finally, and sat up on his elbows to thrust upward into his mother. Soon, his young seed shot into his mother's womb. Still slowly massaging Amy's cunt, Lindsay orgasmed; definitely not as hard as she'd hoped, but she was content for the moment.
~:Oh god, not another one:~
"Hey, anyone home?" shouted the red-haired tall man who walked through the front door. Sam "Speed," the leader of the S-Team, decided to drop by to give his nephew a gift. "Man, I'm so glad I caught that damned hedgehog sneakin' into the porno theater with that kid, that sick little fuck," grumbled Sam as he put down his helmet and unzipped his full-body racer's suit to reveal a tank top and jeans. "I'm sick of that little blue bastard."
Sam froze out of worry when he realized he'd been there the whole time without anyone coming down to meet him. "Guess they're either upstairs or in the lab. I'll go check." said Sam as he rubbed the back of his stiff neck. He'd check the upper area first, and he did. He peeked into Chris's bedroom, which was of course empty. He checked the study and a few other rooms. He arrived to the last door. "Hm, Lindsay's room," he raised an eyebrow. "No one would be here unless she was coming home, but it won't kill to check--"
Sam opened the door to find Amy, his sister-in-law, and nephew lying comfortably naked on the bed. Lindsay was the only one of the three who was awake. She sat up quickly and pulled the sheets over her breasts. "Oh dear god, Sam!"
"Ahh! Lindsay!" Sam screamed.
"Shut the door!" Lindsay hissed. "Quickly!" Sam, without a thought, did as he was told. Sam rushed over to her to demand what on earth was going on with them all in the bed. Lindsay hesitated to explain, refusing to answer. Sam stopped his demands and got a good look at the three of them. His cheeks turned red.
"Shh, Lindsay..." Sam sat on the bed beside Lindsay and put his hand on her cheek. "Hey, I'm not gonna tell anyone what I saw if you..."
"Actually, I was debating on putting that offer on the table," Lindsay chuckled nervously. Sam leaned forward and forced a kiss upon Lindsay's mouth, which she eagerly accepted. Lindsay worked at pulling off Sam's clothing as fast as possible, exposing what she could of his tightly and lean body. "He's so much younger than my love..." she said, thinking of her husband. "This brings back memories..." Lindsay wrapped her thighs around Sam's waist as he hoisted her hips close to his so that his penis would slight right into her at first thrust. They'd both forgotten about the sleeping Amy and Chris next to them.
Amy was awake from the start of the commotion, really. She only feigned sleep to hear what Sam and Lindsay was doing. "Oh my gosh," Amy thought. "She's cheating on her-- oh well. That's nothing compared to earlier." Amy giggled to herself and put her arm around Chris's waist. Watching Sam and Lindsay aroused her. She decided to fondle Chris's cock and lick his nipples, causing the boy to moan in his sleep. Then, Amy crawled over to Lindsay and Sam. She planted kisses along the woman's neck and squeezed her breasts. This didn't interrupt the fucking; it only made it better. Soon enough, Lindsay and Sam both let out a moan of delight as they managed to come.
Lindsay collapsed against the pillow and sighed out of satisfaction. Sam propped his hands on either side of her head to keep from collapsing on the woman. "Oh god," Sam grunted. "I've... I don't know what to say to all of this. I've caught you all at the best time, huh?" Amy and Lindsay chuckled.
"Mhn, what's going on..." Christopher sat up and winced a bit. Amy's stroking caused him to be at half-mast. "Ahw, what the-- Uncle Sam!" Chris screamed. Amy was quick to cup her hand over the boy's mouth. It didn't take long for Chris to figure Sam was already into their "game." He felt a little nervous.
Sam crawled off Lindsay and over to Chris. "Hey, don't look like that," he grinned as he gave Chris a rough pat on the shoulder. "Whatcha got there?" Sam yanked the sheets away and grinned like a hungry wolf at his nephew's erection. He pinched the cock's little crown a few times, enjoying the little wincing expressions Chris made. Lindsay studied this momentarily with suspicion, but she knew Sam would never hurt her son. Sam gave Chris a kiss whilst he slowly stroked the boy's erection.
"Mhn," Lindsay sat up. "I need a bath after all of this. Don't you agree, Amy?" she smirked to the pink hedgehog, who immediately got the message. They crawled out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
Sam had raised Chris's legs onto his shoulders as he sucked the boy's penis. Chris whimpered. "First my mom, then my uncle... oh god," he mentally recalled. He turned his head to the side and squeezed his eyes shut as Sam swallowed the boy's little sex and even some of his testes into his mouth.
Sam made a grunting noise that was of pleasure as he removed his mouth from Chris's cock. He flashed Chris his trademark cocky grin. "You like that, huh?" said Sam. "Let me give you a bit more, kid." Sam opened the nightstand drawer and found a jar of salve. He smoothed a bit of the substance over his fingers and did the same to Chris's tight virgin asshole.
"That feels funny," Chris groaned and tensed up a bit. Sam coaxed him to relax his body. Then, Samd ind in his smallest finger, just the tip, and wiggled it about Chris. Chris bit his lip; he didn't like it. "Uncle Sam... p-please stop it." the boy begged.
Sam complied and smirked at Chris. "You're not big enough yet, hn?" he said in a surprisingly intimate manner. "I'd guess you'd liked it better if you took over, eh?"
Chris didn't know what bought that assumption about. "Wha...? What are you talking about?"
"I saw you out there with your teacher, Christopher...." Sam looked a bit dark for a moment, then covered that with a quick smirk. "You were really something back there. Showed you were a true Thorndyke" he laughed haughtily.
In the bathroom, Amy and Lindsay took their time in the bathtub. They were both engaged in the act of tribadism, or rubbing their pussies together. Amy couldn't get over the feeling of Lindsay's juices mixing in with hers, causing their velvety genitalia to caress one against the other's. "Oooh, we're not getting clean anytime soon, are we?" Amy giggled. Lindsay reached for a double-ended vibrator which she and Amy penetrated one another with. The toy was short enough to penetrate them and allow their clits to continue grinding together. Ms. Fair put her arms around Amy and held her close as their friction became harder.
Chris's head bobbed up and down as he he tried his best to swallow what he could of his uncle's cock. Sam, propped up against the headboard with his legs spread enough to give Chris access, stared down possessively at the boy, his hand stroking and guiding down Chris's head. He felt quite jealous, seeing him go after Mr. Stuart like that. "That's right, Chris, just like that." Sam encouraged him. Chris gagged a few times, but held back his re and and managed to swallow what he could of that organ. Sam grinned, remembering Chris was still semi-hard. He stopped the boy and directed him to face his backside to him. Chris was scared he'd receive more of that anal probing, but instead was grabbed by his legs and pulled up so that Sam could conveniently access Chris's dick.
"Much better," Sam said before suckling the very tip of Chris's penis. "Hey, I didn't tell you to stop on me, now did I?" Sam stopped and reminded Chris to finish. The boy felt awkward, the only real support being his uncle holding him up by the legs, but Chris did as told. He engulfed the throbbing penis into his mouth. Sam bucked forward into Chris's mouth. Chris felt like doing the same, but being suspended upside-down did not make this a possibility.
Amy orgasmed, her mouth cupped over Ms. Fair's nipple as she did. She nipped them a bit as every throbbing sensation waved throughout her body. She wagged her tail and gave a few more hard thrusts which sent Lindsay into her orgasm as well. "I feel almost dizzy... this has been an overwhelming time," she moaned as she ran her fingers along Amy's quills. Amy giggled and nodded in agreement. The two women climbed out of the tub and went in to see Sam and Chris.
"Oh dear god! Don't hold my baby like that! " Lindsay put her hand over her mouth when she saw what position Sam had Chris in. She ran over asmacsmacked him and demanded that they conduct the sixty-nine with Sam on his back. Sam groaned, being close to peak, and did as told. Chris was much happier in this position; he was able to thrust himself into his uncle's mouth now. This annoyed Sam a bit, but then he could take it. He wanted to taste the boy's seed.
Lindsay lay beside them with Amy straddling her waist and playing with her breasts. Sam glanced over at them and wondered to himself how the hell they could keep trying to go on. He heard the moan in the bathroom and knew they'd just come. His thoughts were interrupted by Christopher ejaculating into his mouth. Sam was quick to swallow every last bit of it. His tongue lapped clean the boy's cock and balls. He craned his neck up just enough so that he could tongue the boy's tight ring.
"Perhaps we should help Chris," suggested Lindsay. Amy nodded. The two of them knelt on either side of Chris's head. Chris took his mouth of Sam's cock, and the three of them, Lindsay, Amy, and Chris, used their tongues to pleasure Sam. Sam's muscles shivered from the feelof tof those three tongues working his sex. It didn't take long for him to give into full pleasure and orgasm on their faces. They, with Chris disturbed by the mess on his face, were eager to lick his seed off one another's faces.
"This is fun, you guys..." Sam purred as he leaned back into the pillows. "Let me rest up, and--"
"Amy!" Mr. Tanaka burst into the room holding a little digital camcorder. "The memory chip has just run out! My apologies."
"That's okay, Mr. Tanaka! I think I've got enough of a souvenir to take home with me!" Mr. Tanaka bowed.
"S-Souvenir!?:" Sam and Chris sat up quickly and simultaneously exclaimed.
Ms. Fair and Amy figured they could explain what this was all about... after clean up and rest.
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**I believe my next tale will involve Sonic finally getting some... in jail... and not from a visitor he was expecting!
More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sonic XXX Festival by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This chapter contains: M/m, Non-consensual, furry, anal, oral and some pretty degrading smut.
"KamirineGoddess" asked about a Shadow x Sonic story. I REALLY wanted to write a forced-sex scene with Sonic... so, well, here it is, with special guest appearance by Sam Speed!
--Story Five: Jailbird--
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"Dead man walkin' on the green mile..."
The Station Square police officers got a kick out of saying that. It frightened newcomers and annoyed the commissioner. It was no help to Sonic, who not only didn't get it, but also was being led to a cell in the Station Square jail.
"Man, how the hell could they've caught me again in such a short period of time?" Sonic asked himself as the guards shoved the cobalt rodent into his cell. Sonic scanned the premises. It was the same as before: a well-secured isolated cell with little space before a thick iron door. There was also a slit of a window that let some light in, but nothing more. They had no prison uniform in Sonic's size yet, so they just gave him a collar with a number to wear for the time being.
"I hope everyone's okay, especially Amy and Chris..." Sonic muttered.
Hours passed in the facility. "Lights out!" called a guard. The cells went dark. Not pitch black, just dark. Sonic lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. "Man, this sucks. At least I'll be out soon." the hedgehog grumbled. He shut his eyes and waited for his sleep to take over...
...That is, until a faint white light flickered and died down in the corner. Sonic immediately sat up and looked towards that corner. "What the hell--?? That was chaos control--" A painful churning went through Sonic's stomach. But why; why would he come here now?? "S-shadow..."
The dark hedgehog stepped out of the corner to reveal himself holding a large green emerald in one hand. "So... we meet again, faker," he huffed. "I wanted to get to you during your last incarceration, but I was occupied at the moment..."
Sonic, still seated on his bed, studied Shadow. Something wasn't picking up right with him, worse than normal, rather. ".. What the hell do you want?" Sonic's eyes narrowed and his ears furled backward with anger and suspicion. Shadow was only amused by Sonic's display and, after stuffing the emerald into his shoe, bluntly said:
"I need a fix, and it's coming from you."
Immediately, Sonic knew what Shadow meant. "Fucker; you track me down just so you can... if I'm thinking that's what you want--" Sonic snarled.
"That's right, faker," Shadow stepped over to Sonic and folded his arms.
"Sick... Well, I'm not gonna let you--" Sonic started to protest.
"--You've no choice in this matter," Shadow interrupted Sonic before he created two electric balls and hurled them towards Sonic's wrists which pinned him to the wall, putting him in a pinned up but sitting position on the bed. Sonic struggled and cried out from the shocking pain the restraints sent throughout his body. Shadow couldn't keep from indulging in the torment the blue hedgehog was suffering. This alone made his cock poke out through his fur.
"D-damn it!" Sonic hissed, seeing Shadow's obvious erection. Shadow wanted to waste no time in satisfying himself with Sonic, however, he'd take as long as he pleased. He didn't bother to bring any sort of lubricant. He forced Sonic's legs apart and tugged at the other hedgehog's blue balls. He laughed at Sonic's reactions from the tugging and the light shocks being sent through his body which caused his fur to stand on-end. Shadow's taper-ended sex impaled Sonic's anus like a spear. Sonic almost chocked on his screams and gasped for breath as Shadow began to pound into him. Never in Sonic's life had he'd been fucked by a cock; it had always been him doing the penetration.
This so so terrible and disgusting, though. There was no comparison to this and the more "fun" sex. Sonic shut his eyes during that rough ordeal which Shadow made sure he only worsened. He penetrated Sonic as far as his own penis would allow him to. He even removed his gloves and inserted two fingers into Sonic's hole. The blue hedgehog could taste blood as a result from biting his bottom lip. A muffled yowl of pain escaped him.
"Holy Christ... just come already!" Sonic mentally snarled. Blood coated Shadow's cock; this sight pleasant to the dark one's eyes. At his final, deepest thrust, Shadow ejaculated inside of Sonic. The black hedgehog made an odd shudder that sent an increased feeling of disgust through Sonic. It was the kind of shudder one would do after eating the most decadent meal...
"Ah, that was... fantastic..." Shadow laughed. He waited for a bit of flaccidity to come to him before removing himself from Sonic. Sonic lay there half passed out from the pain... oh god, the overwhelming pain. Shadow was considerate enough to remove the electro-binds he'd put on Sonic. "Perhaps we'll meet again soon, Faker, at least when I am "hungry" again."
~::LOL WHAT?::~
"Yeah, Chief!" said one of the S-Team members. "That little blue fuck is all locked up in his cell right now. He was grunting earlier. Probably trying to ride the damned walls."
"He's a hyperactive little fucker, isn't he?" Sam laughed. Thanks to surveillance cameras, Sam knew what really happened in there, and got a kick out of all of it. He and two members of the S-Team walked down the corridor that led to Sonic's isolated cell. Sam unlocked the iron door that led to the chamber in which Sonic was barred in. "Alright, lemme check him out. I'll be out soon." his team members nodded and left Sam alone. Sam stepped into the chamber and looked at Sonic behind the bars after closing the door behind him.
"Ah, so how are--" he saw Sonic leaning against the wall on the bed with his legs drawn close to his chest. Sonic looked like he'd seen hell and back. His fur was a mess, too. "Hn... see you had quite an experience with that other hedgehog!"
"H...how... did you know?" Sonic struggled to get the words out. Sam pointed out to Sonic the surveillance camera. The hedgehog was too messed up to even visibly react.
"You know, I can give you your freedom, Hedgehog." Sonic sat up when he heard that offer. He limped over to the cell bars where Sam stood and looked up at him. The chief laughed. "Your height is a convenience..." Sonic didn't think too much of that remark, until he saw that he was almost at level with Sam's crotch. He had a bad feeling as to what the price of that feeling would be.
".. I'd rather stay in here." Sonic growled.
"I'm sure Shadow likes the idea of you in a confined place!" guffawed Sam. "I know I sure do!"
Sonic wanted to kill Sam and that stupid smirk he had on his face, but being penned up, he could do nothing. He thought about Sam's offer. Obviously, he wanted his cock sucked in exchanged for Sonic's freedom. He knew it was more of a pride thing than anything. What was the cost? Ignoring it meant he could be attacked by Shadow again. That was enough hell for one lifetime.
"Fine," Sonic grunted inaudibly.
"Good boy," Sam reached through the bars to pet Sonic behind the ears before unzipping his suit low enough to expose his erect member. Watching Sonic with Shadow was what established his erection. Sonic hesitated, just staring at the thing. Human penises looked so strange to him... "C'mon, I don't wanna have to force ya. You've had enough of that for one night," said Sam in a patronizing tone of voice. Sonic shut his eyes and took that hardened penis into his mouth. "Ha--haaah... that's fucking good!" Sam said and thrust a bit forward into Sonic's mouth.
Precum seeped down the hedgehog's throat. The last thing he wanted to do was be able to taste him, so he kept deep throating him. Sam could barely stand on his feet; the feel of Sonic's warm and small mouth around his member was amazingly good. The king of speed held tight onto the cell bars for more support.
Sonic never got "into it" so to speak, but his mind left him to allow him to do what he had to do and keep his sanity. He no longer restricted the ministrations to deep throating. Sonic's tongue pushed back the cock's foreskin, and he licked every bit of precum from the crown. Sonic was licking along the bottom end of the shaft when Sam came, his seed spurting all over the hedgehog's face.
Sam, panting, leaned his head against the bars. "Fuck.. you're fucking good," He gave Sonic a towel to wipe his face off with.
"As promised, you can leave," said Sam after unlocking the door and stepping out of the way for Sonic. The hedgehog wasted no time exiting the jail. "Hey, Sonic," Sam called out to him.
Sonic turned his head enough to where he could see Sam from the corner of his eye.
"Don't said I didn't ever do anything for you!" Sam said with that stupid smirk on his face.
Sonic gave Sam the finger. "Fuck you," before speeding down the highway. Sam laughed to himself. It wouldn't be long before the hedgehog would be back in his grasp... maybe.
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More to come; worse to get...
Disclaimer: I do not own the game that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dilemma of Rouge (Sonic XXX Festival BONUS+) by ---
*Note: I have no shame in anything that I do or try when it comes to this tale, for it is simply experimental and does not reflect my way of life. This fic is pure parody only. All comments, negative, positive, and neutral, are very accepted. Please, do not imitate these characters in your own life; it may just be illegal. If you do something illegal that's featured in this fic, I remove myself from all ...responsibility of your wrongdoings. If it's not illegal, still keep me out of it. MSTings are welcomed; please show them to me after you're done, of course.
This story contains:Kidnapping, forced sex, M/F, M/M
Notes: I got a review that asked not to write this story. With that plea, how could I not? Heehee! This is for you Rouge and Shadow fans out there, plus another surprise!
~Dilemma of Rouge~
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The voluptuous bat-woman strolled about the chamber containing those seven beautiful emeralds. The pristine steel-white room was completely silent aside from the sound of her heels hitting the floor with each step. There, in the floor, were litcompcompartments that contained each emerald. It was as if they were leading to some sort of power source. She thought to herself, "Could that be the power source of Eggman's new weapon?" She was careful reaching down into one of the compartments in case they had a forcefield covering the surface.
How wonderful; they were completely unguarded. This was way too easy.
As Rouge began harvesting the emeralds, a certain dark hedgehog waited in the shadows, his arms folded and his eyes glaring. A pang of disgust went through him, seeing her just easily pick those stones like one would strawberries in the forest. How come didn't Eggman set the trap for her? Shadow bit his lip until he could taste blood. He took it upon himself to approach her. No robots, no silent alarms, NOTHING had been triggered. Had she disabled some? Did it matter? "What the hell are you doing here?" Shadow snarled, now only standing inches from her.
Rouge didn't flinch. Her superb hearing caught sound of Shadow's breathing once she entered that room, but she didn't care; she could deal with him. Standing upright with her bag of emeralds slung over her shoulder, hands on her hips, she bought her face close to Shadow's and smirked. "Well, hello there," she crooned. "I was wondering when you'd come out of your little hiding spot."
"Shut up," Shadow hissed. "I don't have time for