Chrissy X Eddie Novels & Stories

"To show our sincerity, we're announcing the Chriss' marriage alliance with the Hamertons!" Someone asked, "Mr. Chriss, is that your sister?" "Yes." Elijah smiled. "She's my sister, and she's marrying Chris Hamerton!" A hysterical scream pierced through the crowd as everyone prepared to congratulate them.

"But I don't know what to do." "Just do to me what you want done to yourself, baby," Chrissy said and walked up to me and kissed me. I returned the kiss and started undressing her. She was my height and when we were naked we stood tits to tits, although my c-cups were much firmer than her d-cups. She cupped my ass and I caressed her tits as Larry walked up to us. He'd also undressed and he wrapped his arms around us, pushing his hard cock between our bellies.

"That's impossible," Aldrich said, interrupting Edgar at once. "She loves money more than anything. Even if she were to escape, she'd only go to the general hospital. She'd never come to such an expensive private hospital." "But—" "Get out and stop bothering me!" Aldrich yelled. "Chrissy is now in great danger, and these people are already annoying enough, asking me to release medical equipment for other people. And now, you still want to annoy me even further? One more word from you and you're immediately fired!"

Bobby cried out, his legs wrapping around Eddie’s waist as Eddie began fucking him with powerful, driving strokes. Buck remained straddling Chim on the other end of the long bench, riding him with deep rolls of his hips, Chim’s fat cock stretching him beautifully. Their eyes met across the short distance, then Bobby’s and Buck’s mouths found each other in a desperate, heated kiss. Tongues tangled hotly, messy and deep, moans vibrating between them. The sight of their brothers lost in each other made both Eddie and Chim squirm with renewed arousal, their hips snapping harder. Eddie wasn’t satisfied. He pulled out of Bobby, repositioned him on his side, and lifted one of Bobby’s thick legs hig

"Now pull April close and let her swoon all over you. We need chemistry—holiday romance! Sell the fantasy!" April, his on-again, off-again girlfriend, practically floated toward him. She draped herself against him with practiced ease, angling her face, tilting her hips, flipping her hair—all with the control of someone who had mastered the art of artificial intimacy. To the camera, she looked smitten. To Jordan? She looked like a coworker hitting her mark. Jordan forced another photograph-ready grin, though his chest tightened with impatience. "Yeah… great." After what felt like an eternity—but was really only forty-five minutes—Brandon finally called, "That's a wrap!"

Eddie said to her. "You seem like a gentle shy guy. What about your girlfriend?". Cassandra asked Eddie which baffled him. "Why did you ask?". Eddie inquired back. "Because you look shy". Cassandra answered him and Eddie laughed. " You're really funny Cassandra". Eddie answered her question. " If she is not here, you should be with her then". Cassandra said to Eddie and moved close to him. " She's busy for now". Eddie said and Cassandra touched the gold pendant she was putting on.

The two families went and stood near the edge of the room. "Cory, why do you seem so sad?" his wife's voice said from beside him. He turned his head to look at her. "Because my life is one huge pile of cow shit," he let out. The heavy scent of Vicks Vaporub was stifling him. "Why do you smell like that?" he used his elbow to nudge her aside. "Please, stay out of my space." With a sob lodged in her throat, Chrissy stepped away from him. "I think I'm going to find something to drink," she told them as she sashayed off. Her blue sequence dress swishing on the floor as she walked away.

Edward believe not any single cent can buy love. Edward was so happy that Kryss finally found the right girl for him. Being with Hillary for a while he can tell that she was one of a kind. A real badass but she had tender hearted which made him admire her. She was a true strong independent woman with a heart. She is beyond the definition of the word perfect. He hoped that they will end up together. Kryss was a good match for her. He smiled thinking about Kryss and Hillary building their own family.

“She’s gone home for a few days. Getting married to Eddie.” “Who’s Eddie?” “Ed Warshouski. He’s a musician.” The detective sighed and Rikki-Tikki thought he didn’t look as severely official as he had before. He looked like somebody who played ball and ate chicken wings and would be fun to hang out with during weekends. “Eddie Warshouski. I remember his case. They make a pair,” Detective Bridger said. “Good luck to the both of them. I’m afraid they’ll need it.”

"C'mon, Sis. You can't tell me you haven't wondered...thought about it. Try it, just this once. You know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you." "I-I-I know you wouldn't. But...are you...gay?" Chrissy laughed. "Ha! No, I'm not gay. I'm open to anything that gives me pleasure. And sometimes being with another woman gives me great pleasure. C'mon. Trust me." She raised her leg and straddled Mom's stiff body. She removed Mom's top completely and was molesting both breasts now. "O-o-okay," Mom said in a nervous voice. Before she knew it, Chrissy's mouth was on hers. Mom went stiff as a board while her sister's tongue explored her mouth.