Chichi X Piccolo Novels & Stories

CHICHI Chichi, a very beautiful light-skinned lady opens the door to her apartment quietly and closes it gently with extra care. She tiptoes up the stairs but her effort was proven whacked as the light comes on, she stops abruptly as she meets her mom, whom she was trying so hard to avoid, sitting at the top edge of the stairway "where are you coming from by this hour of the day?" This is the question she had hated all through her lifetime, which made her stay away from home since she was a teenager. She can't believe the person whom she chose to harbor under her own roof will still police her around at her age. She rolls her eyes "work" she says as she squeezes her tiny self through the lit

I pouted and looked away, “you are so pervert!” He just laughed at me and we continued watching the movie. And right after we were done watching it, we drove to the nearest Filipino grocery store to buy some ingredients. It was my first time coming into a Filipino grocery store and I was delighted when I saw a pack of chicharon. We bought it and we headed back again to the condo unit.

We'd made it this far—maybe this time, nothing would blow up. And I needed to see who that girl was. "Let's go." I followed her out. Cold wind hit me like a slap as we jumped into the app-booked ride. Felicity kept replaying the PI's video, looping it nonstop. The girl's silhouette... weirdly familiar. I leaned in. Felicity whispered, "Lydia... that back kinda looks like you." I stared. Yeah, it kinda did. But with how wild she got last time, I wasn't about to feed that fire.

"A chipken dick? What the fuck is that?" "Half chipmunk, half chicken!" I replied. Lucy laughed some more. "What does that mean?" "Too small to feel it and too chicken to have balls!" "Oh my Goddess, Gigi! You're hilarious!" Lucy was clutching her stomach in laughter. "We should hang out more often!"

Chichi groaned. “Uh, ah, ah, I am going to cum now! Ahhhh, ahhh!” Christopher moaned. Chichi looked upwards. “Ohhh, yes! Me too! Ah, ahhh, ahhhhhhh!” Chichi moaned and screamed so loudly. They reached the climax. Chichi lifted her knees and held Christopher so tightly. “Ahhhhhhh!” She screamed and came. Her juice was overflowing, while Christopher did the final thrust and released his milk inside Chichi.

"So how're you enjoying school? Made any friends yet?" Chito laughed happily, his eyes narrowing almost into slits. He and Mia looked nothing like each other. It was odd because Chito looked Asian, with his black hair and slanted eyes while Mia looked like a European with her red hair and green eyes. Lord, but she was a beauty. "Have I made any friend yet?" He scoffed and leaned back in the bed. "I've made quite a number of them already, especially with the ladies." His smile was from ear to ear.

Cassy said through gritted teeth “ you didn’t bother helping right I shouldn’t have asked you to go freshen up “ Cassy murmured “ wow looks delicious “ Fred complimented when he saw how Cassy decorated the chilaquiles The tortilla chips was soaked in a red sauce then topped with shredded chicken,chorizo,beef and scrambled egg with the cheese , coriander and sliced onions surrounding it “ I can’t wait to taste it “ Fred said salivating “ you didn’t bother to help me after freshening up “ Cassy complained pouting her lips “Sorry I just wanted you to be the only one that will prepare the meal because you haven’t prepared any meal for me ever since I got to know you “ Fred explained taking his s

"Now, hurry up." "There, done," Cedric said as he stood up. "Let's go, loser." “What shall we order?” Kian muttered under his breath. He was struggling a bit because he’s never heard of such flavors before. ‘Spongebob bar? Iced Coconut? Choco Taco? What are these flavors? Don’t they have plain vanilla ice cream?’ he thought in his head. “The Choco Taco is my favorite, mister!” A cute voice interrupted his thoughts. He looked down to the direction of the voice and stared at the little kid who made the suggestion—a little kid that looked so much like Zeth.

“I’m going to look over the menu. I think I want a combo meal” He nodded as he followed my movements and got to his feet. Slipping his arm around my shoulder, we both searched through the menu. “I think I want a burrito instead”. I pushed my lips. “Yeah, the chipotle ranch grilled chicken and a Pepsi”. “Chicken nachos?” He grinned. “Oh, yeah, and get extra nacho cheese.”