Girly Stuff Novels & Stories

she brought her book back to her face. Grace sighed "come with me to a party tonight. You can take some evening air and clear your mind a bit, have fun, drink, meet new friends. Honey, you have been in Australia for the past three months now but you don't know anywhere, neither do you have any friends. Now, where is a better way to get started than a party, hmm?" Olivia sat up from her bed "I'm not interested aunt." Grace rolled her eyes, "then what are you interested in? To dress up like a boy and stand in from of a mirror all day practicing your brother's voice and the way he walks?"

Ginger Ryan knows all about getting herself off, and boy, is she going to have a blast teaching her new student all of her naughty tricks. Oh, you’re so adorable in that cute red skirt and white blouse. Now take them off slow and easy. Ah, such a lovely young body... to tender and fresh. Oh, yes... that little bra is so perfect for those cute breasts. Yes, slide the straps off your smooth shoulders... oh, wow, look at those cute and pert beauties. Caress them, slide your hands under them and press them together... squeeze those perfect globes lovingly. Feel those rosebud nipples rising up against your palms, and keep caressing the sensitive flesh. Do you feel that cosy warmth building up bet

I just love my indoor space and whatever I was going to do from the comfort of my house. She brushed over me, wrapping her hands on my shoulders. “It is gojng to be a fun, girls night with lots of gists and a lot to catch up on.” She smiled and made hand gestures to signify how good it was going to be. “Hmm, I see a perfect picture but first, we have to place an order for the toys and the dress and games.” “Sure.” She brought out the tablet and logged into a sex toy website, scrolling through the available sex toys.

Girls were giggling over being fingered, hand and blowjobs had become rampant, bodies were garnished with chocolate and syrups and turned into lollipops, heads wore female panties like crowns and that was just to name the few. "Let's go!" "What? Why? The fun only just started!" "You had something to tell me, didn't you?" "I did?" She hiccuped in the middle of her ponder then laughed. "Kiss me like you did back there."

Kinks: possession, doll fetish, rough sex Lila lay in her bed, the soft glow of her nightlight casting shadows across the room filled with her collection of dolls. At eighteen, she still clung to these childish comforts, especially on nights when her mind wandered to the forbidden stories she read in secret—tales of dark magic and hidden desires that made her cheeks flush. Her bedroom was a sanctuary of pastel walls and stuffed animals, but tonight, an unease prickled her skin. She shifted under the thin sheet, her soft pale body clad only in a loose tank top and panties, the summer heat making sleep elusive. Her wide eyes stared at the ceiling, curious thoughts swirling about the porcelain

Dela I bet I wouldn't have many friends left if they knew I loved to collect stuffed animals and other cute girly things. I'm eighteen, but I still feel like a total child regarding toys and cute items such as hairpins or bedsheets with baby ducks. And while I know some grownups like stuffed animals and toys just like I do. Most people still look at me strangely when I wear a t-shirt with kittens or starter Pokémon. Some people call me a nerd, but meh. What can you do?

Sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, casting a soft glow across the lace and silk hanging neatly inside. “The best lingerie,” I murmured with a faint smile. The phrase sounded flirtatious, but it held a code. I knew Hugo well enough to recognize when his teasing disguised something more. If he did know something about Lucas, perhaps he hadn’t invited me just for lunch. I chose a soft ivory set. It wasn’t overly striking, but special enough in case I had to slip into Hugo’s office without formal clearance.

Continuing to get undressed, I unzipped the pants and kicked them off leaving them in a heap on the floor. Clearly, a six-year-old kid didn't seem the least bit interested in quirky, stupid notes which girls liked to slip into other people's pockets, especially ones containing the lip stained print of the female, so how did it get to my bed? She honestly didn't expect me to reply, did she? I've known her a long time and we've spent time together before but that was all it was. She had to understand that I wasn't interested not in a million years, she's not necessarily my type. She's alright but just not the type I'd show interest in. Those stereotypical girls who travelled in packs, being th

So many things, bed covers, teddy bears, clothes, shoes, curtains. In fact any girly stuff that you could ever think of, just color it blue. I loved them all. I'm in love with the blue color Belinda: you can have them all, they're all yours Me: what, mine. Jeez I couldn't believe it All these rich stuff I couldn't believe it I'm so happy

“Just in case.” Ryker held up a frilly pink dress with a matching headband. “But mostly girl stuff.” I groaned, but I couldn’t stop the small smile tugging at my lips. “You’re all impossible.” Still, I found myself touching some of the tiny garments. They were so small and soft, it made something in my chest tighten with a strange mix of nervousness and warmth.