Halston Sage Hot の小説・ストーリー

It’s my last prom in high school and I fucking want him here with me. I whirl around in the direction of the voice that called me and I see Sage strutting over in her signature cat walk. I take my BFF in. As always, Sage looks pretty. Hot even. Right now, her risqué red sequin dress is showing off her pert body. She styled her hair in a close-cropped style. If I’m into girls, I swear I’ll be among those crushing on her. Sage has lured all the non straight girls in our school and she plays them.

The moment the doors open, Kieran’s breath hitches, his eyes darting for only one face. Sage steps out slowly, dressed in a black suit that’s adorned with chains at the chest and hips, made from luxurious fabric with a slim fit style, and a red cape that adds a touch of elegance. He looks… different and stronger, like he doesn’t belong to Ashbourne anymore; it’s like he never did. “Fuck,” Riven breathes beside him, his mouth parting in awe. “He really did get prettier.” “He’s beautiful,” Cassian agrees with the same awestruck look as Riven as they stare at the omega.

said the gay artist and kabadong take wet wipes. "Jay, what's that? Fix it!" said my stylist. "It's okay," I said and smiled. I glanced at Sage and he looked oblivious on how he can affect the composure of the people around him. "Miss K, this is what you're going to wear," the stylist once showed off a ripped jeans and cropped halter scarf top. I nodded at her. By the way, I noticed Sage's dark look there so I turned back to the dress. "She won't wear a bra?" Sage asked a bit coldly, looking so offended. You can see the side of the chest when you wear it, as well as the whole back because only the ribbon is tied at the back.

His abs were plump and well outlined, as if they had been crafted by the Goddess herself. “Princess…” I blinked away from his chest, palming my mouth. “Yes?” “If you didn't bring any extra clothes, you can have some of mine.” He said, and I nodded a response, fighting the urge to look down again. Sage lowered himself, taking off his sweatpants, while I looked away, waiting for him to finish. “Ready?” Sage asked again and this time I replied. “Yes.” Sage went first, shifting in less than half a second. His wolf was a mix of black and brown, with golden eyes, it was at least six feet tall, and it towered over me like a tree.

Floral lace shapes a rounded neckline a princess seamed bodice with a low draping back,a flaring mermaid maxi skirt falls from a fitted waist,a hidden zip was on the side. Sage loves the dress and she has no regrets buying it,black peep toe stiletto heels are on her feet she cannot remember ever wearing heels this high but it boosted her five feet height.Kim had done her make-up and Sage had said she would prefer for it to be light,not over the top her hair is loose and falling around her shoulders and back in thick wavy curls to finish the look she wore linear drop earrings,a teardrop bangle on her wrist and a stone clutch purse.

There was even a television mounted on the opposite wall, with a remote on the little table between Dara and her. They'd just finished with the hot stone massages. A late lunch would be served shortly, shrimp salads and chilled wine, before the facials and mani-pedi's. Then finally the hair stylists would take over. But while they were getting their fingernails and toenails beautified, Janette, who owned the little boutique, would bring over some outfits for them to see. She really didn't need to buy a new one, but she also didn't want to put on her coffee-stained clothes after all the primping and pandering.

He watched every movement. “Everything.” I stood up, unzipped my skirt, and pushed it down my thighs along with my soaked panties. They stuck to my pussy for a second before dropping to my ankles. I was completely naked in the boardroom, juices dripping down my inner thighs. He stepped forward, grabbed my tit roughly, and squeezed. “Good girl. Bend over the table.” My heavy tits pressed against the cold surface. He kicked my heels wider apart. “Arch that back and push that ass up higher.”

Sage nodded and smoothed his hair back at his temples, then gestured for the house’s front door. Five hours later, Sage found himself seated in a plush red velvet booth inside a high-end brothel called Applepee. The place was swank and expensive, an adult playground filled with beautiful women, sumptuous furnishings, and a host of assorted pleasures to be had at a price firmly negotiated up front. Sage watched with mild disinterest as more than one small orgy was under way in full public view.

It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.