Busty Blonde Teens Novels & Stories

They do everything for her; they even carry her bag and her phone. Jamie says the reason people call them the Three Bs isn't because their names all start with B, but actually because they’re all "Blonde Brainless Bitches". She's wrong though – Bailey gets good grades and she’s sort of nice, and Beth and Becca aren't really blonde. They only started dying their hair blonde last year after they became obsessed with Fable and Alastaire said in a TV interview that he only dates blondes. Alastaire's elite fans, or “Alastaire’s Angels” as the media calls them, are like an exclusive club, and having the right look is a must. That means blonde, skinny and pretty.

Hyene soothed, Claire not paying any attention to what we were talking about. I gave a silent gratitude to that. I didn't want her to hear about the attack and feel bad again. “Yeah, for fragile humans like yourself,” the blonde girl said as she raised from her chair and turned to me. She was shorter than Hyene, but only by a little. Her blonde hair was stick straight and down to her mid-back, accompanied with bright blue eyes and high cheekbones. Her resemblance to Malibu Barbie was scary—beauty and curves all in the right places.

I asked and suddenly an evil smirk appeared in most of their faces, Adrian's face stayed deadpan. "Not the way we play it," The blonde girl replied and Keenan ushered me into the circle, there were about seven other girls and eight guys there, most of the guys were shirtless and the girls wore bikinis which made me awfully aware of my clothes, I wore a blue jean and peach crop top with a black jacket. I didn't dress too formally nor did I dress too appropriately for the event.

I ask them and take a swing of my beer. “I like the blonde over there. She looks so lost and in need of a bit of guidance.” Harland says and I look towards the young blond girl. Her eyes are blue and look giant in her small face. Lips are painted a bold red color but otherwise she looks to have little makeup on. She looks like a child that stepped into her fathers hidden chamber, except for her body. Her breasts are huge and the top she’s wearing is doing little to hide the merchandise. They give way to a puffy waist and wide hips and thick thighs. She is no lightweight but we don’t discriminate against fat chicks. Anyone with three holes that can be used at once is game.

Like a stunner, she had a hot and sexy figure. The girl looked to be about 17 or 18 years old. When she was not smiling, she looked just like an icy beauty. "Whitney Cornelius?" "That’s me." The girl let out a bright smile. Puzzled, the boys stared at her and asked, "Why are you helping this trash?" Whitney glanced at the obedient-looking Jenson sitting quietly on one side and chided the boys, "How dare you bully Jenson? I’ve taken him under my wing. Do you want me to remove all 206 bones from your bodies?"

I was a senior in high school, and having just turned 18, I thought I was everything. I was HOT and I knew it, and loved flaunting my best assets. I was a total cock tease to all the boys and even older men. It helps that I have a killer body, standing almost 6' tall, long wavy blonde hair, full firm 36C breast, and long slender legs that end at a perfect bubble butt ass.

A silver cross hung around his neck. Like their male counterparts, the girls were definitely dressed to party. The first one had long, straight blonde hair and soft, pouty lips. She wore bright green "hot pants" and a teeny tiny tank top that was cut off just below her breasts. She was holding hands with a very petite little hottie who had done her blonde hair up in pigtails. She wore a very short hot pink miniskirt and a tight black top. The word "Cumslut" was written in silver glitter across hr chest. The last girl was a curvy, voluptuous knockout with long dark hair. She too wore a short skirt—light blue. Her large breasts were packed beneath a tight white blouse that just barely containe

I offered before he let go of my hand. “Great! Everyone will be there. See you later then!” Jeremy bound back across the room and jumped on the couch to finish his movie. There were two more teens on the couch. One boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen. He had black hair, blue eyes and a fair complexion. He nodded his head and went back to the movie. The other teen, a female about eighteen. She had strawberry blonde hair and sun-kissed complexion. She was very pretty, dressed in a black pair of shorts and a white tank top. She eyes me up and down before snorting her disgust at me. I looked over to Victor and he just shook his head at me.

Blair tried to stand up when Blaze pushed her and she laid on the bed. "I'm not..." replied Blaze as she got undressed. "What are you doing?" Blair asked when she replied, "I've heard that body to body massage works magic. Let's try it..." As soon as Blair saw the perky breasts of the girl in front of her, her hands automatically lose from her own breasts. She wasn't feeling uncomfortable anymore. Blaze gave a slight push to her panty and it slipped down her thighs and legs revealing her hairless vagina. She twirled around, showing every inch of her body to Blair.

“It’s the glee club committee.” “Lucy! Hi!” Martine bubbled. She was, Michael seemed to remember, like this all the time. The term bubbly blonde had been invented for her. Unfortunately, dumb blonde also fitted her perfectly. A little shorter than Lucy, she was no less attractive, with ample breasts and a trim figure. As with most of the cheerleading squad, she had long legs.