1. Scooby Doo: Between the Scenes


    Date: 8/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Fan fiction, First Time, Group Sex, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Author: patlaborvi, Rating: 76.5, Source: sexstories.com

    the door and don’t let anyone in – and let us know if the phantom bellhop shows up. “Rokey,” Scooby agreed, catching the two treats tossed him and running his tongue across his lips to make sure he got every crumb. “Here’s the supply room we found earlier,” Shaggy said, opening the door and gesturing for Velma to enter the room ahead of him. “Now Scoob, you give a nice loud howl if the phantom bellhop shows up while we’re searching the room.” “Right,” Scooby said, sitting down on his hind quarters and curling his tail around his legs as he took up his position just outside the door. “Come on, Velma, let me show you what we found earlier,” Shaggy said, taking the brown haired girl by the hand and leading her through the open door. “So you and Scooby checked out the basement earlier?” Velma asked while Shaggy led her through the closely packed shelves of the supply room. “Why would you do that before we knew there was a monster?” “When was the last time we went anywhere and didn’t get attacked by a monster?” Shaggy laughed. “Scoob and I figured it would save time if we searched the basement ahead of time, and when I found this, I thought it would be perfect for the two of us.” Just as Shaggy finished speaking he rounded the last shelf and pulled Velma along with him and gestured to the small bed and nightstand tucked away in the corner of the room. “I figured one of the hotel employees set this place up as a little get away for him and his girlfriend and I figured it would ...
    be a great place for the two of us.” “It’s great for us,” Velma agreed, adjusting her glasses and ggiving Shaggy a shy smile, “but it may be that this is just a place for one of the employees to grab a nap when things are slow.” “Maybe,” Shaggy admitted, “but if it was just a place to take a nap then I don’t think they’d have these stashed away.” Shaggy opened the top drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a strip of condoms. “Good point,” Velma said, sitting on the edge of the bed and reaching for the hem of her bulky orange sweater. “Say, Velma, do you think I should borrow one of these condoms? I’m sure whoever put them down here will never notice if one is missing.” “Put them back, Shaggy, all of them,” Velma told her friend, her voice muffled by her sweater as she pulled it over her head. “I was just thinking,” Shaggy said defensively, putting the condoms back where he got them. “I know that Fred’s using condoms - I saw the box in his suitcase when I took everything up to our room earlier - so I thought if he and Daphne are using condoms then maybe we should think about it too.” “We are not Fred and Daphne,” Velma pointed out, tossing her sweater to the floor and working her way down the buttons of her blouse. “Fashion conscious Daphne Blake is worried about getting pregnant and embarrassing Fred, herself, and her parents when the baby starts growing in her belly. I, on the other hand, am not that concerned about getting pregnant and having your baby, Shaggy. Besides, ...