Douma Full Body Novels & Stories

The nightgown fits my body perfectly and it made my breast looks fuller. I decided not to wear a bra and it really is very obvious since it is a very thin fabric. I take a deep breathe, then slowly let it out. I did this for five more times before going out the bathroom. Sky just got out from his walk-in closet as I walk in the room. His Amber eyes interlocked with my emerald green one and I felt butterflies in my stomach instantly. His gaze move down to my lips, and then my neck, and slowly focus on my breast.

Doflamingo said with smile. The Donquite family was one of the three greatest forbidden celestial households. He had the power to do anything he so desired without even having to lift a finger. With a quiet nod, Dora followed after him. Smiling Doflamingo began to reach out, planning to hold Dora by the arm. She looked gorgeous today, dressed in a light blue dress that showed off her spectacular figure. Even Doflamingo has seen countless beauties in his time, was in awe of her beauty.

Warmth exploded in Adriano’s chest listening his doll’s appreciating him. “ Get off me. You are heavy as an elephant.” Damon grumbled stopping and let his body fall on the floor for more effect. Edna gaped at him sharply before landing a punch to his shoulder. “ Adriano pick me up like a weight like a feather. So, I am not heavy, you have noodle arms.” Edna growled out, on which Damon mocking laughter echoed in the gym. Edna piqued with revenge pulled his hair and Damon retaliates by flipping her over caging her.

A stylist caught it before it hit the floor. Enzo straightened, eyes glittering black. “Try it on, baby girl.” He turned and left, the door clicking shut behind him like a gunshot. The fitting room was a cloud of crimson and mirrors. The silk slid over my skin like warm water, hugging every curve, dipping low between my breasts. The back—Madonna mia—left me utterly bare, the straps crossing just above the dimples at the base of my spine. The slit flashed thigh with every breath. My auburn hair spilled over one shoulder, flames licking blood.

' "Momma! I found uncle Domino!" I looked at Domino. He's still the same, and being a gym instructor who owned a gym, his physique was as toned and muscle-bound as Lazarus'. It's a wonder he's in formal attire now, as if he's headed to a meeting. I usually see him in workout clothes.

Doudou was just like a worm in front of Kiné who had tears in his eyes, it was the price to pay for not seeing his video published. Doudou picks her up and takes her to a side room. He made her lie on the bed and begins to play with the body of Physio who just let himself be done without moving a finger. This game lasts almost a quarter of an hour, Doudou decides to take action. He takes out his membrane and inserts it into the physio's membrane. The latter screams with all her might and once again she loses consciousness. -OH MY GOD I KILLED OTHERS' DAUGHTER......said Doudou worried, putting his hand on his head.

Douve sneered. ‘I think I may have broken his ribs with my tail’ Fafnir said, breathing a quick puff of fire to force Douve into moving away from them, ‘The pill empowers his speed and reflexes and must prevent the receptors of pain, but his body still takes damage, we may yet defeat him.’ ‘I think you’re right’ Rex said, seeing blood seeping from the inside of Douve’s mouth. Deciding to do as much damage as possible, Rex and Fafnir both assaulted Douve at the same time, he dodged some of the attacks but took quite a many blows as well.

RATED SCENES AHEAD SO PLEASE IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE OR COMFORTABLE WITH SMUTS, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU. Aria's POV. "Hmm." I moaned as I rubbed Don Luciano's hot semen from my chest to all over my nipples properly, fondling and stroking them as he watched me with a lustful gaze. His dick hardened at the sight of me touching myself as I completely took off my top, which was almost soiled with cum.

Not tonight. The second DOM, a man with a scar running down the side of his face, had his submissive bent over the arm of a leather sofa. Her dress was hiked up around her waist, exposing her bare skin to the cool air. He ran his hand over her ass, caressing it almost tenderly before raising his arm and bringing his hand down in a sharp smack that echoed through the room. The submissive gasped, but her sound of pain was quickly drowned out by the DOM’s low, approving growl. He spread her legs wider, positioning himself behind her as he roughly entered her, thrusting with a primal intensity that made her cry out, her hands gripping the edge of the sofa for support.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to carry you.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. Before she could respond, he stepped back and slowly peeled off the rest of his clothes, revealing every inch of sculpted muscle, every defined line of his body. Carmela’s mouth went dry. How was it fair that he looked like that? Damion caught her staring and raised a brow. “Your turn.” Carmela hesitated. Not because she didn’t want to, but because the weight of this moment pressed heavily on her chest. This wasn’t just about the bath.