Angus Thongs And Perfect Snogging Robbie Novels & Stories

****** I observe my reflection in my mirror one more time and smile approvingly to myself. The off-shoulder fit, white gown sweeps to a delicate flow beginning from the waist which sashays around my hip. The gown looks appropriate enough and I leave my room satisfied. Just before I leave, I grab Mr. Robinson's pressed laundry and head to hang it outside his door when it opens and he is standing there in just shorts. I draw my gaze from his chest and fit body and hang the laundered clothes. He raises a brow at my appearance and I ignore his exaggerated look as I turn and head for the stairs.

Another Rogue. Only that this one has no smell.

"Sometimes I picture myself doing the same thing...that lean runner's body, with toned abs...and that big, thick cock. I'm on my knees, with cum running down my face...or filling my pussy. That fantasy makes me wet, as hell!" She just kept talking, "You can't say a word, but I did some dildo stalking around the house, here. I used your writing and her sketches to determine which dildo was the famous "Robbie." I wanted one, too, but I was confused because I think it was Robin, in one chapter, said you were nine inches, but then I read 8 1/2 inches, and then I've seen 8, too. But the mystery was all cleared up, when I remembered there were two, Robbie I and Robbie II...so...I just found the tw

“She’s not for you, Robbie. She’s for the Captain and if she’s no longer a virgin when he gets her, there’ll be hell to pay.” “Well, Blackie, I’ve never known a woman to lose her virginity by having her tits rubbed. So there, so much you know about women.” Robbie reached out for her again, groping her breast, and pulling her forward. She lost her balance, falling against him, trying to pull away. But Robbie held her fast against his sweaty body, one hand around her waist, the other back on her breasts, groping her quickly.

I laughed and wrapped one of the towels around him, picking the golden leaf from his sandy hair. "What are you doing?" I asked him, looking him over. "I was coming back to get you!" He laughed, his eyes full of a boyish light. "I couldn't wait." Robbie leaned forward, putting his hand under my chin and kissing me soundly. Crystal drops from his hair fell onto my face, his tongue sweet with the freshwater. It reminded me of our first kiss, sweet and warm, and I smiled as he kissed me. "What is with you? You look like a puppy getting ready to go for a walk!" I giggled as he danced across the deck. His eyes were greener than I had ever seen them, and he moved like he was dancing with joy. He gr

“I’m serious Robert, I’m not going to…” “Did I mention that she’s kinda Bi? But it’s…” The remaining part of Rob’s entire sentence fell on deaf ears. At the mention of ‘kinda bi’ his ears fluttered, his eyes glimmered, his face lit up, and he felt the throbbing of his heartbeat against his chest gradually increase. He took another look at the picture of what he felt was a complete woman. Her dark, shoulder long hair dangling almost perfectly across her tender-looking face. Her red lipstick smothered uncaringly across her lips, and complimented by her blue eyes, she was perfect. “How long did you say you needed?” Trevor asked, finally snapping out of a momentous daydream.

He again takes my hand puts it on his neck and my hand has will of it's own as it moves down to his chest and back up. He leans down and whispers in ear, "I want only one color to be on you. My love's. And I want to have only one color. Your's." My breathe hitches as a heated look comes in his eyes. He smashes his lips with mine with such a passion that I feel faint. I hold on his shoulder as he pick me up by waist. I feel him moving but I am too busy to mind that as I make him moan. But suddenly a bucket of cold water makes us come to our sense. We both are wet and we hear someone laughing. I turn around to see some of his friends.

After all, he had other much bigger plans in mind. "Ohh fuck, that's so fucking good!" Robb exclaimed with a guttural sigh as he suddenly pulled his aching monstercock out of the warm wetness of Lin's throat and stepped away from the cushiony, dick-hugging valley of her cleavage. Long, thick ropes of mixed saliva and precum still connected his flexing truncheon with Lin's beautiful lips and huge tits as he smiled at the flushed, perplexed brunette.

She nodded, tiny and sure. Robbie bucked and got me off his neck. He came up on three legs, panting. His tongue lolled wrong; it looked like meat, not speech. He snapped twice at empty air, checking the angles of a mouth that didn’t fit his skull. Then his gaze cut to the place where my teeth hadn’t been yet: my throat. He launched. I met him halfway.

“Maybe we just need to beef up the insulation.” Since we don’t know how long we’ll be alone, Rob doesn’t bother removing the rest of his clothes, just unfastens and eases his jeans low enough on his hips to expose his generous member, angling it into me. The hot length of him stretching me open tears a shuddering moan from me as we fuse. It gets louder and more desperate as Rob shifts both my ankles up around his neck, locking them in place with his corded forearms tight around my thighs, then surges into me with furious, relentless thrusts.