Barbie Dolls Stories Novels & Stories

He'd given her a necklace that cost a few hundred dollars, money he'd saved for a long time. She'd held that simple piece of jewelry and cried like a fool who'd never seen anything so beautiful. He had been so proud then, thinking he was the prince saving Cinderella. A joke. It was all a fucking joke. She was the Thorne Principessa. She'd probably seen more diamonds than he'd seen rocks. Rocco remembered the tattoo, a tangle of black thorns and a blood-red rose between her shoulder blades, wild and dangerous. He used to kiss it every time they made love.

I asked politely She nodded, her attention still fixated on her dolls "Is that Barbie doll" "Yes" she whispered, her voice barely audible "I think she's pretty, I love her dress, what is she supposed to be" I carefully asked "A popstar" her eyes now fixated on me as she smiles "That's not a Barbie doll, it's a Bratz doll, she is so clueless" Tina chipped in "No, it's a Barbie doll, Mama and Grandma said so" Tiara retaliated back

At the cabinet full of things I'd never seen before. I was a virgin. Twenty-three years old. The only sex I'd ever had was a blurry memory from high school graduation, the after-party, too much cheap vodka, a boy whose name I couldn't remember. I'd woken up the next morning with a headache and torn clothes and a vague sense that something had happened. I'd never been sure. I'd never wanted to be. But standing here, in this red room, with a man who called me Doll, I felt something I hadn't felt in years. A pull. A heat. A part of myself I'd locked away a long time ago.

Look at me, I don't even have one. As soon as I got home, I went straight to bed not bothered to answer any questions asked by my mum. I'm sure Barbie got home with the bus cause I saw her on my way up. ........... How's the story going? I'm really falling in love with my characters. What about you? Lets see your ideas at the comments section. Ps. HS Girls means Hatward Sexy Girls. Just a random name made by the students ;)

I stared at him. I rested my hand on her cheek but Jack picked her up in his arms, " I can buy you a lot of dolls. " he said to her. It wasn't good to bribe a kid. I glared at Jack. "Really..." she instantly stopped crying. " Yes, But this is my Barbie," he said to her. I sucked in my breath. My eyes widened at his statement. " If you'll buy me one, two, three, five dolls. This barbie is yours," she said, chuckling.

“I appreciate that, Jeremy. But you have to understand, my kids’ opinions matter a lot to me. A lot. And Vera, well… she’s not very fond of you.” I examined how he would react to what I said but fortunately, Jeremy just smiled. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll do whatever it takes to win them over. What do Vera and Vince like?” he asked instead. I brought down the menu I was holding for a while. “Vera is obsessed with Barbie dolls,” I said with a fond smile creeping onto my face. “She has a whole room just for her Barbies back in New York. She spends hours playing with them, dressing them up, and creating little stories. Sometimes, I also make clothes for them.”

She giggled again, then jumped off the table, grabbed his hand, and bounced off to her room, with Vincent being dragged like a ragged doll. “So here is Amanda,” she said, showing Vincent her barbie dolls in their tiny pink house inside her pink room. The barbies had one or multiple parts missing. “And this is Sophia, Hilda, Robin, Kai, Jay, Zane, Llyod….” She continued naming, describing their personalities and how some of them lost their body parts. I stood at the door, watching as Vincent paid rapt attention and asked questions like an obedient pupil being lectured on how to rip toys apart.

ago and had come to peace with her children . I looked at the seat at the long table as I watched each guest fill a spot on the table as we took our meal and thought back and revisited the memories of yesterday . I'm glad for everything that took place in my life I'm glad for every person I met and for every one I lost . I guess God really planned my future well. Although at the start of it all I experienced bitter moments the rainbow finally came after the storm. I took a spoon and clicked it on the wine glass I had in my hand to gain their attention . I have something to say I said . Well the thing is there is a bun in the oven . Henry and I are expecting our first child . I heard the cho

she sighed, making her way home. Barbie, after a challenging day in search of employment, arrived home disheveled and frustrated, having been splashed with mud by a reckless driver. Cassie, opening the door, gasped at the sight. "Barbie, what happened?" she inquired, steadying her. Barbie began explaining, "I couldn't find a job, and one mad driver splashed me with mud on my way home. The worst part was the rain that beat me all the way home," she groaned, tears streaming down her face. Cassie, attempting to console her but unable to contain her laughter, assured, "It's alright, okay." Barbie, noticing the laughter, frowned, pushing Cassie away. "Are you laughing at me?" she questioned.

Barbie yelled in pain, She told me to go easy on her breasts but I didn't listen, She deserved whats coming to her, I stuck my fingers deep into her snatch, it was wet and slippery, her pussy juices flowed out excessively like she was peeing! My dick was hard and ready to go, I removed my shorts and out came my dick! Barbie gasped as she saw my mojo! She grabbed it admiring the size of it, She started sucking my dick slowly trying to push it into her mouth, I continued fingering her cunt, it twitched lime crazy, Soon she came hard squirting all over my bed!