Blissfully Popped Novels & Stories

My vision blurred, my breath stuttered, and before I could fully process the overwhelming fullness, he pulled out, leaving me gasping, empty, and aching. But he wasn’t done. His fingers slid back inside me, two of them dipping effortlessly into the mess he had made of me. I felt him playing, toying, and pressing against the overstimulated walls of my body as he slowly, calculatedly began pulling out the pop sock he had stuffed deep within me. The thrill was unbearable, as he dragged out the sock and my pussy closed around the fabric, reluctant or too tired to let it go.

The popcorn machine was still whirring away, filling the room with the delicious scent of freshly popped popcorn. Sarah's eyes sparkled with excitement as she took in the cozy atmosphere of the theater. "This is amazing," she said, her voice filled with enthusiasm. I smiled, feeling happy that I could share this experience with her. "I'm glad you like it," I said, leading her to the comfortable couch in the center of the room. As we settled into the couch, I handed Sarah a bowl of freshly popped popcorn and a cold drink. She smiled at me, her eyes sparkling with gratitude, and snuggled into the couch beside me.

Her glossy blonde hair flowed down her back, bouncing around as she danced away, with a cheerful lip-splitting grin on her face. Although he was annoyed by her outfit, he couldn’t look away. He was transfixed on her, his heart pounding hard against his chest. She seemed so carefree and happy and while a part of him was satisfied with that, he couldn’t help but wonder if she was this happy because she thought she’d gotten rid of him. Was that the reason for her elation? Was she celebrating it? These thoughts made his heart twist painfully, causing his chest to constrict and the deep pain ricocheted through his entire being.

ALESSIA'S POV My grip on Cassius' arm tightened as we walked closer to the couples, whose eyes were on us. Once we got to them, I flashed them a smile while Cassius remained unreadable. “ Happy married life.” I forced the words out of my mouth, trying to sound as natural as possible, but it was rather impossible. I felt a lump form in my throat, and tears stinging my eyes. It was taking the last strength in me to hold back my tears.

Malcom looked at Poppy, her pupils were blown with desire, cheeks flushed a pretty pink that made her smattering of freckles stand out even more. Her breathing was shallow and fast. She took a minute to process his command, but finally, with shaking hands, she slowly, tantalizingly started to take off her clothes. First, her shirt, the trembling of her fingers made it hard for her to do the buttons, but she eventually was able to slip her blouse off her shoulders. Her plain white bra with the small pink bow between her breasts was the most beautiful think he’d ever seen. Her generous breasts gleamed at the top of her bra cups, the skin almost glowing in the light of the room. They bounced a

Before Jessica could utter another desperate plea, the heavy bass of the ambient music cut out with a sharp, jarring screech. The candles flickered as a hidden ventilation system kicked into overdrive, pumping a sudden, freezing draft into the Conservatory. The hairs on Lolita’s arms stood on end. Franco stepped to the centre of the room, his glass empty, his expression shifting from a man entranced by a beautiful display of dominance back to the cold, calculating architect of the Apex Bloom.

David’s low groan from the chair encouraged us both. We rolled together on the bed, our hands exploring. I unclasped her bra, freeing her heavy tits completely. They were magnificent, full, and soft, with dark nipples begging to be touched. I lavished attention on them, sucking and biting gently while she moaned loudly. “Fuck, Poppy… your mouth feels so good,” she gasped, “You’re a fucking pro, the title of a slut suits you best… just how many women have you fuck…ed”

At the same time Missy's nipple is being smothered with welcoming heat from Ellie's tongue the phallus shaped popsicle, which very much by design, had been mere inches from its target, finds it mark. The momentum of the blow forcing Missy's body forward allows the large popsicle to slide up inside her filling her with an icy warmth of coldness. Missy shudders from the large phallus shaped popsicle being buried inside of her, especially as Ellie begins to work it in and out, in and out, as the same time she lathers her aching nipple with glowing warmth from her wicked little tongue.

whispered Dmitri as fantasy undressed slowly but passionately in his mind. Euphoria ! It was just that crazy moment where every single cell of Audrey's body was screaming, Yes ! Like a pot of water that boils over—a slow build with an eventual overflow of intense pleasure and pure cosmic bliss.

"I am what your 'sweet Chal' made me. What, you don't think I'm handsome now?" Bliss pulled back, her eyes wide in terror. She cried out when he reached down and grabbed a handful of blue gown and lifted her with it until her face was little more than a hair's breath away. "I will use you anyway I wish to until he gives himself to me. But until then ... little one, you are mine."