Blissfully Popped Novels & Stories

I screamed as pleasure began to swell within me all over again, till my eyes rolled into my head one more time. “Then be a good girl and come for us. Let us feel your greddy holes squeeze us one more time as you let go. Let go beautifully for us. Come.” As those words flowed out of Blaze’s mouth, my body seized up, and then I screened as heat blended into colorful lights and they all exploded all over me as the roaring, crashing orgasm flooded every pore of my body before pulling me under.

Flawless skin, no person underneath. "Was she wrong?" "I stopped wanting to dance," she said. "After that, I didn't miss it. I felt free. No more pain, no more obsession, no more needing strangers to validate my existence. I became normal. Boring, maybe, but normal." She posted the photo. Checked likes. None yet. Checked again. "Your knees," I said. "What?" "Your knees. You mentioned them first. Before your back, before the obsession. Your knees hurt."

I said and she smiled. "I can't. At least my shoe isn't as high as yours. This will do, luckily for you we are using the same size." She said smiling. "Thank you mother. You are a life saver." I said Happily removing the slippers and wearing hers. "Ahhh much better." I said in relieve shutting my eyes. TBC.... Who else is eager to see Elena is action

“Bliss, are you ready for some enchanting fun?” Bliss, her bright blue eyes shining with anticipation, nodded eagerly. She clutched her favorite stuffed bunny tightly, ready to embark on an adventure with her beloved sister. With a flourish, Celiza produced a stack of colorful art supplies—paints, brushes, and even a large blank canvas. “Today, my dear Bliss, we shall create a masterpiece!” Bliss clapped her hands together, her dimples deepening. “A masterpiece? Just for us?” Celiza nodded, her face radiant with joy. “Indeed! We shall paint the most magical and whimsical scene that our imaginations can conjure. Anything is possible here.”

(Michel) bliss who noticed the tall handsome guy calling upon her suddenly felt her heart racing "Yes.." She said in a flowery voice "Could you call Berry for me, I have to talk to her about something" (Michel) "Berry?... Yes right away you can take a seat there for a while" Bliss pointed at the empty seats "Thank you"( Michel) Bliss ran in full speed and reached the kitchen with an excited face “Berry!!!! Somebody is looking for you, it must be your lucky day as the guy is super Hotty” Bliss shrieked as she came running towards her.

As Hollis carefully emptied the contents into the hallow surface and started heating it’s underside with a lighter, she heard Billy chuckle broadly. The next thing she knew, Hollis felt like she was being lifted up and into a blissful oblivion. It was strong and indescribably warm, and she was no match for it’s gripping magic. Every ache faded away, along with the memories of her past. It all fucking disappeared. Her blonde head lolled back, and she faintly heard Billy beginning to speak in a lowered voice through the delicious euphoria. Opal was nearly passed out beside her, moaning with ecstasy.

The pleasure was divine, a honeyed bliss that made her inner walls clench and flutter. “Yes, yes,” she moaned breathlessly, lost in the ecstasy. Then laughter bubbled up amid her gasps as fingers circled her relentlessly, the overwhelming sweetness in her pussy sending electric jolts that arched her spine and curled her toes. “Oh god…” she panted, eyes fluttering back in her skull. “So good… so fucking sweet.” Her breaths came in jagged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of spasms from the unbearable, sugary bliss radiating from her pussy, each stroke amplifying the delicious ache until it consumed her.

“Alright, take two. Pops, are you an angel? Because with you, I feel HOPE in every sunrise, FAITH in every warm breeze, and LOVE as endless as the SUMMER days.” 'Pops? Seriously? Don’t tell me she’s his type! Poppy’s still a minor!'

“Don’t worry, that’s what’s her usual face every time. It doesn’t mean your employees’ designs weren’t good.” Mrs. Vega was startled and snapped her gaze at the young man. His name is Evan, and he introduced himself as Yumena’s suitor. Somehow, she felt a little relieved at Evan’s words. “Thank you.” She smiled and glanced at Yumena. “You two looked good together.” Evan chuckled and scratched the back of his head, feeling slightly embarrassed. “I heard that often. Thank you, madam.”