Ben 10 Pose Novels & Stories

His velvety timbre wafted into my ears, and I became wet instantly, my thoughts wallowing to the most lewd part of my brain. “Dad!” Leah's scream jolted me out of my reverie, causing me to smile as he caught her in his arms and kissed her forehead. In a blue and white striped short sleeve shirt, showcasing his strong biceps, and a pair of white shorts paired with white slides, Benjamin effortlessly oozed sexiness. His jet black hair was slicked back, accentuating his deep-set blue eyes and the enthralling shape of his forehead. Simply put, Benjamin had gotten even hotter.

“Reclining. I want you open for the light… and for me.” The velvet chaise is wide and luxurious. I lie back, the fabric cool against my heated skin. Dad arranges me carefully— one arm draped above my head, the other resting along my side. He bends my left knee up, foot planted on the cushion, while my right leg stretches long. The position spreads me wide. My pussy is completely exposed, lips parting slightly in the open pose. I can feel cool air on my slick folds and the way my clit peeks out, already swollen.

I prefer to look away. "I prefer to sit, no, why not lie down?" "And why not sit on the bed with your legs spread, leaning back against the pillows!" "I'll try the experience to see how it goes!" She settles down, leaning against the bed, her thighs spread, her breasts lifted. The image is quite alluring, very beautiful. "That's a very beautiful pose. What do you think?" "I like this pose, and besides, it's less tiring." "Great, then I'll set up my equipment."

I named that pose "Fairy Dance." For the fourth pose, my body faced sideways while my eyes stared sharply at the front camera. Meanwhile, the other hand tossed my white shoulder bag so that the bag floated in the air as if posing with me, with me as the controller of the bag's leash. My bag eventually fell off the stage.

asked Ben who was sitting next to Eren. "Yeah, pretty much Ben. Maybe it's because I haven't been exercising much lately, hosh hosh…” Eren answered with his breath coming out of breath. "Hehehe, this is just Eren's warm-up. We still have ten more exercises to do,” said Ben, laughing a little. "What?! There are ten more?!” said Eren surprised.

And today she realized indeed she looks like a 14-year-old child in front of him. “You are looking like a Humungousaur,” Swara blurted while looking towards him through the mirror. “Now, what is this Humungousaur?” Seb said being confused on which Swara with a wide grin turns towards him, and being an excited soul told him that, it was a giant alien character in Ben10 cartoons. “Little sparrow you are unbelievable seriously,” Seb said in a tone of disbelief on which Swara said nothing just gave him a wide grin with her teeth on display.

Ben regretted not coming with her camera, she took some pictures with her phone and made a mental note to edit them later. "Let's take some pictures." She said to Roshan who declined at first. "I know you don't like taking pictures but it's cute." She took a quick shot when he was looking away from her. "You're so hot." She showed the pictures to him, his hands were dipped into the pocket of the joggers he wore and he was looking away, she took the picture of his side view. "Want to pose for more?" He smiled and said nothing. "Common, don't be shy." He did pose three more times and she took beautiful pictures of him. "Now, my turn." She gave the phone for him to snap her, he took the first s

“We make a good team.” “We don’t have a team,” I muttered under my breath. He grinned. “Not yet.” Ignoring him, I walked past the crab-shaped figure and stopped in front of the Dancer’s Pose. Something about it caught my eye. It looked harder than the rest, but at least it didn’t make me look like a crawling idiot. “Player 0467 has chosen Dancer’s Pose,” the voice echoed. Hoodie guy let out a small laugh behind me. “Dancer’s Pose, huh?”

Just slightly, just enough to let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Ben was standing in what looked like a gym, the background blurred just enough to put every ounce of focus on him. He was looking slightly off-camera, his head turned just so, as though someone had called his name right at the moment the shutter clicked, and he hadn’t fully turned yet. It gave the photo an accidental quality, like a real moment rather than a posed one, which somehow made it worse—more dangerous. His chest was bare.

Before she could ask, Louis interrupted. "Yes! I don't mind either. I'm ready to help Ben increase his perfume sales. People will definitely be enchanted by our cool appearance." Everyone laughed, amazed at Louis' confidence. "Can you really pose?" Barbara was amused. "I can." Louis immediately pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb. His face was slightly lowered to give a cool impression. In an instant, the laughter resounded louder. "Do you have other pose?" Philip provoked, holding back his amusement. Louis folded his arms in front of his chest and raised his chin. His eyelids lowered slightly.