Bubble Gum Valeria Novels & Stories

And I missed you too, darling," Valeria replied, wrapping her hands around him as well. "I could tell. By the time I'm done with what I'm doing, I promise that you will be the happiest person." "Huh? Really?" "Of course, my love." "May I know what you're working on?" Valeria asked. "Nah....if I told you now, it would no longer be a surprise, don't you think?" "Hmm, that's true." Valeria suddenly perceived a sweet smell on Ergon's shirt. That was unusual. Ergon wasn't a man who cared about perfumes, and to top it all, it wasn't just a man's perfume, but a woman's.

“You wrote the costume notes, Elena. Don’t blame me if you can’t control yourself.” She reached for the champagne bottle on the low table, took a long swallow straight from the neck, then tipped it over Elena’s chest. Cold bubbles fizzed across her breasts, running in rivulets down her stomach. Valeria followed the trail with her tongue, lapping greedily, sucking champagne from Elena’s nipples until Elena’s hips jerked upward involuntarily. “Stay still,” Valeria ordered, and slid lower. She pushed Elena’s legs wide, the remnants of the costume tearing easily under impatient fingers. Elena was drenched, swollen, aching. Valeria looked for a long moment, eyes dark with hunger, then leaned in a

She wished to inquire more about the ways to connect outside. Bella replied while leaning in as she made sure Valeria would trust her. “I thought a splash of nature would brighten the room. They cannot be found here, instead shipped here from the mainland. Including food ingredients.” Valeria took a sip of the juice, the refreshing taste invigorating her senses. She looked at Bella with gratitude as Valeria began to converse more. “You always know how to make things a little brighter. So, if the things are shipped here from outside, when does it happen often?”

She clenched her jaw in rage as the urge to punch him in the face and knock his teeth out, instead, she flashed him a calm smile. “I’m more into dating.” No sooner had she said that than he burst into a rumple of laughter. “With a tummy that big. Oh please. All we do is fuck hoes like you.” Valeria’s stomach twisted. She connected his cheeks with her palm before walking away to sit at the counter. “Want anything?” The sexy as hell bartender asked. She was about to say something when a man beside her spoke. “Give her anything she wants. Add it to my tab.”

Heavy breathing, water sounds, a deep groan, a soft moan, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Reveling in my feeling of excitement, I missed how Valeria was trying to pull away from me as well as her soft 'stop' which she managed to squeeze out from our conjoined lips. It wasn't until I felt a rusty taste in my mouth that I came back to my senses. Looking up, I noticed that Valeria's face had turned deep red. It seemed as if... she was short of breath? Wait, short of breath? F*ck! I quickly reacted and pulled away from her.

Just a month ago, I almost got down with a struck after bumping into a woman at the mall while I was getting gifts for Valeria. She didn't look like the sort of woman I would even be sparring my look if it were a normal day - but I guess now that there was nothing normal about that day. There was no way she came close to Valeria. Her eyes were bulgy, her eyes sticked out of her ears too much that I wondered if she was bullied as a kid by getting her ears pulled. the only perfect feature on her face as her full and perfectly curved lips which i had no doubts were real and not fillers like Valeria.

She smirks, and slowly, she pumps her hand back and forth, stroking my entire length, watching me throw my head back with the pleasure she’s giving me. But as though that’s not enough, she slides off my desk and gets on her knees, holding my cock against her lips as she slowly flicks her tongue on my tip and tastes me. “Fuck,” I groan, closing my eyes. “Take me inside you.” Valeria swirls her tongue around my tip, and slowly, she closes her mouth over it, gently moving back and forth, taking more and more with every turn, until her lips are closing around my shaft and milking me with a deliberate pace that’s driving me insane.

A few minutes passed as I continued tosquirm around, whilst also studying the current restraintsI was in. Hearing Alex walk back into the room, I forced my head up to look at him. In one hand, he held a glass of ice. In the other, a burning candle. “Fuck!” An amusing smirk played across his face as he brought the candle to his nose. Getting a whiff of the familiar scent, I soon realized that it was reminiscent of Alex's cologne. Amber, musk, leather, and traces of citrus-the sensual aroma lingered throughout the room.

“How the hell did it even start?” Valerie ignored him as she reached for the bottle of Merlot and filled her glass. She drained half of it, the dry taste of blackberries and cocoa blanketing her tastebuds as she swallowed. After refilling the glass again, she turned and leaned back on the counter, holding the glass in front of her as she draped an arm across her waist. “Do you really want to know the dirty details of my life?”