Candy X Novels & Stories

Damien said. Xavier, who had been silent until then, finally turned. His gaze was flat, cold, studying the interaction without a word. Only his eyes hardened. Liora squeezed the cotton candy in her hand, hesitant. “Thank you. But—” Before she could continue, Xavier rose from his chair. His steps were steady, and with one swift motion, he took the cotton candy from her hand. “It’s not good for a pregnant woman. Too much sugar can harm the babies,” Xavier said.

Candy walks through the door in a red silk gown with a slit so far up the side it doesn’t stop till right above her hip. I’m positive women don’t understand how powerful they actually are. If they did, they would run the world by now. The scent of her COCO Chanel perfume draws me in, and I can’t help but feel let down that she doesn’t smell as good as Ava. My mental disappointment doesn’t stop my raging erection though, as I swoop in and draw Candy in close.

He brought tissues and gently wiped Anathea's tears, mimicking the way she used to comfort him when he cried. Anathea gradually quieted down, staring at the kid who looked so much like Gregory. "Don't cry, Mom. I brought you candy." Xander took two pieces of candy from his pocket and held them out to her with both hands as though he were offering treasure. "A classmate gave these to me. I don't want them, and I want you to have them. If you eat them, you won't be sad anymore." Anathea didn't move, so Xander took the initiative to unwrap one and brought it to her mouth.

"And all those little things he does for you? It’s pretty obvious. Right, Danika?" Danika glanced up from what she was doing and caught Isla’s expectant gaze. Smiling, she chimed in, "I think Margaret’s right, Miss Isla. The things Mr. Jaxon’s done for you—he doesn’t do that for anyone else. Especially the candy." She giggled. "Exactly! The candy!" Maggie exclaimed with a laugh. "Jaxon never shares his candy!" "Maggie?!" Jaxon’s voice called out from the living room, loud and clear.

25 year old Candy Peterson loves to come, but only from a big cock or agile tongue in her pussy. She has masturbated when necessary but Candy is so beautiful, tall and dark-haired and voluptuous, and is so well known as being a great fuck, that she can find sex partners with no difficulty. Her most recent carnal escapade was with Brian, who is only 18 years old and has enough stamina to keep up with her, besides being quite handsome. She called up on Friday and told to come over to her apartment and eat her pussy and fuck her about eight o'clock that evening.

Raine retorted. "What?" Candy the skanky stripper asked. "Shut up Candy." Jax barked. "But baby you know I'm your favorite." She whined. She rubbed her fake boobs against his arm. And one of her hands rubbed over his crotch. Raine watched and glared at him. The display was making her want to puke. "Have I ever said you were my favorite?" Jax demanded. "Well, no, not in so many words. But I felt it." Candy replied. "And baby you're so hard right now. I can make you feel so good."

I’d just survived the ‘Public Display of Lip-lock Disaster’, and now I was about to play ‘Guess What the Man Who Could Kill Me in Six Seconds Doesn’t Know About Me’. Knox didn’t even pretend to refuse. He lounged back, one arm draped over the backrest, his gaze fixed on me. “Go ahead, Little Cherry. Make me curious.” He murmured, enough to make it sound like a fuckin’ dare. I shot him a narrow-eyed smile. “Alright. Something you don’t know about me…” I said putting on my best thoughtful face. “Hmm… here is one, when I was twelve, I got chased by a goose for stealing its bread.”

Roxie asked, her eyes wide with a mix of terror and a filthier kind of excitement that she couldn't hide. "He’s not a stranger, Roxie, he’s a brother in arms, and besides, I’m going to be very busy seeing just how much of a slut Candy really is while Jax tries to see if he can make you fall off your chair in the middle of a crowded restaurant," I said, my thumb already finding the slider on the remote Jax had given me. "Oh god, I can feel it already, Jax, did you give him the high-frequency one? It feels like a swarm of bees is trying to eat its way out of my cunt," Candy groaned, her back arching as I pushed the slider up just a fraction.

We were still tangled in the sheets, lost in the heat of the moment. Victor was on top of me again, thrusting hard and deep. His hands gripped my thighs tightly, fingers digging into my skin. I moaned loudly, my voice filling the room. The cocaine made every single sensation feel sharper and more intense than anything I had ever known.

She would be sure to tell Cassie. They all ate a wonderful dinner then the cook brought out a beautiful birthday cake. Everyone sang happy birthday. Then the cook took the cake to be served with tea and coffee in the parlor. Susan opened her presents from her friends. Nathan and Cassie's present she would get after. Susan made sure to thank everyone for their gifts. By ten at night, they were all leaving to head home. After saying goodbye, they retired back into the parlor. Nathan and Cassie gave Susan her gift from them. Susan loved the little pistol that she could tuck into her handbag. Jake cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention.