Barbie Stories Novels & Stories

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!

I say, "Okay, while that debauchery was awesome, where did that come from?" Barbie adds, "Yeah, you guys did the wink-wink nudge-nudge thing before we all jumped into it, what gives?" "Well, our story goes back of course before you were born when we were kids still in High School. It's why we never saw any of our family during the holidays. You see, your father and I are brother and sister too. We had to hide it from the outside world for so long when we found you guys having sex the other day we knew it was time to cum clean." Mom giggles and Barbie does too, while the men chuckle.

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.

I looked down to see a little girls of about five years staring at me with big brown eyes and her hair plaited into pigtails. "Excuse me miss," she said so politely "Do you sell barbie books in here? I want to buy a big collection for my friends and I,' she gave an exaggerated hand gesture when she said the word big. "No, I'm afraid not little miss. we don't have Barbie books in the library. You should check at the kiddies store a few meters away and I think you'll see some there," I responded to her with a downcast being sorry for not being able to give her what she wanted.

“I missed moving like this.” Afterwards, we curled up on the couch to read bedtime stories. Debbie had chosen three books from her old collection, stories about brave princesses and adventurous girls that she’d apparently missed during her time away. “Kelsey didn’t like these books,” she said as I opened the first one. “What kind of books did she prefer?” “Stories about princesses who got rescued by princes. And fairy tales where the girls stayed home and waited for good things to happen to them.” Debbie snuggled closer to me. “I like the adventure stories better, but I didn’t tell her that.”

Fake Barbie looked at me and said, “Now be a nice puppy and move your paws away from my mate.” Before I could respond, my very best friend, Charity, tore into Fake Barbie and said, “Who are you calling a puppy, you fucking mutt?” “The little girl with her hands on my betrothed of course,” Fake Barbie said. “Listen Plastic Patty, you need to walk away before I toss the candle at you and we all find out how much of you melts. You might get lucky and one of your plastic titties will pop and put your ugly ass out or if you paid for the expensive shit, you’ll just burn like the dumpster on fire you are, with all that product in your hair,” Charity replied.

“I'd like that. I don't like the way my mus is staring at me. it's creepy.” I giggled softly. “Mum, Ade and I would like to be excused. We have a school project, so we would be going to my room. Can you please ask the maids to bring some snacks up to my room?” “Alright love. My eyes are on you guys.” Ade laughed. ✍︎✍︎✍︎✍︎ “Your mum is really funny.” “Yeah. I know right?” “I forgot to ask you something. What happened between Christabel and Jeff? It seemed as though they had some sort of bad blood between them.”

Barbie had a fast brain when it came to plotting mischief. "Works for me." "Me too," The other two agreed and paid close attention to what Barbie had to say. In low whispers, Barbie explained in detail what she had in mind while the other two chirped in agreement and they solidified their game plan. "Gosh! This is soo going to work." Jessica threw her legs up in a wiggle in excitement. "Finally I'm going crush that little brat." Vanessa exclaimed in that boss girl tone as she crushed a chip in her hand in demonstration.

“Do Barbie dolls have fathers? I'm sure they do. We've been buying a lot of them and bringing them home, won't their daddy feel sad? Or are they like Rosie who can't see their daddy?” Little Rosie’s question caught Izabelle off guard and she started thinking of answers to give to her but none crossed her mind. As if the heavens knew of her plight, the door of the room pushed open. “Sie Sie, babyyyy,” Ruby’s voice was heard from the entrance of the room and they both raised their heads to stare at her. “Hey, Ruby.” “Aunt Ruby,” the child’s eyes shone as she saw Ruby. Her eyes shone not for the sight of Ruby but for the gifts that she was holding in her hands. There were flowers and some Barbi

“I have a book I think you might enjoy." "What is it about?" I asked him curiously. "Most servants can't read. I usually read for them." "It's a book of short stories. Most are fairy tales- Half-fish people want to be full people. A princess trying to beat her pre-destined fate. Children who are abandoned in the woods try to find their way home. There are several stories within the book." "Sounds interesting," I replied, watching Bart rejoin us. I got up quickly to help him with the trays.