Ivyball Nudes Novels & Stories

Mirabel boasted. Ivy took a sip and her face lit up. A glint of impression flashed across her eyes. "This is good," She complimented and drank the remaining at a go. Mirabel's eyes glimmered with devilishness and mischief. She licked her lips, satisfied by what Ivy did. "Can I get more?" She raised a question "Of course, I will go get some for you," She left the table and came back with another glass of cocktail. However, before she came back, Ivy was already having some funny manifestations. First, she felt her body burning and her eyes getting dizzy. Everywhere turned hot all of a sudden and the urge to pull off her clothes increased as time ticked.

Michael had already had his fun now it was my turn. “Kneel down and hold this bowl please” said Isabella. I knelt down and clutched the glass mixing bowl to my chest. I was pleasantly surprised that the sight of my naked body had the men aroused and their cocks stiffened quickly. Pretty soon they were surrounding me clutching their large appendages and slowly jerking them above my face. I looked up expectantly. I loved the sound their cocks produced and the little grunts the men made. Their balls jiggled and danced with the motion. My body was warming now as the escaped air from the ovens filled the room. A shot of hot sticky cum flew across my face. It trickled down over my tits and a few d

“You ride dick like a fucking pornstar. Mmm… yeah, just like that. Ride me faster, baby.” Ivy threw her head back, moaning loud and long. “Ahh! Your cock feels amazing deep inside me! Suck my tits more, please!” Waves of pleasure hit her hard as she rode him faster, slamming down on his cock again and again. Soon her body tensed up tight. “I’m gonna squirt again! Oh fuck... ahhhhh!” She came hard, soaking his lap and stomach with another huge squirt. “Dayumm… I never knew I could squirt this much!”

There wasn't a thought in her head when she started scrolling, but then she found herself typing in Isabella Gambino's name on the search bar. The results took her straight to her I*******m field. Ivy gasped when she saw the number of followers she had. “A million? She's really popular!” “What are you even doing, Ivy?” A voice in her head warned her. She ignored it, too curious to just stop investigating. As she scrolled, the first few pictures looked like they were taken at carnivals. Isabella was never shown in the pictures, but things like rollercoasters and carousels were. Ivy began reading the captions to understand the photos even more.

Her curvaceous and youthful body was revealed. Wilbur looked shocked. He looked at her in a daze, and he wondered how she mustered the courage to do that. Ivy said, "I can tell that you're someone powerful, and you're a nice guy. Help me, and I'm willing to give you everything. Don't worry. I'm definitely still a virgin, and I have no sickness. That's something I place great importance on." Wilbur was silent for a moment before slowly standing up and approaching her.

a soft, feminine voice speaks up. A girl, huh? Ivan smirks. He does not open his eyes but waits for the girl to come closer. He is going to have some fun with her in the tub. The girl comes closer and opens a bag of bath salt. She leans down to pour it all in the water when a hand grabs her wrist. The girl is wearing a long robe, hiding her face beneath a hood. Ivan leers at her, already lusting after the slender figured girl. Her wrists are fair and thin. She feels like a human but that does not matter to him. All he wants to do is take her in the heated room.

He bit his inner cheek, he wasn't fond of any god and he didn't wish to see any, especially Rhamione. He sighed, they needed to get out of here, and seemed like summoning a god was the only way. A minute went by and another, Ivan counted, the temperature of the cell rising, he could feel sweats on his forehead while Shailyn remained unmoving from her position, and suddenly, he felt a presence, making him snap his head up, finding two young girls in causal clothing staring at them. Ivan noticed how one of them was dressed with dark from head to her, her eyes were gleaming black and her hair was even darker, the color could probably be jealous as the black glowed on her, matching her perfectly

Surrounded by half naked women. I shake my head again then take a healthy gulp from my glass. A moment later Isabella is in the chair that Vanessa vacated. Both strippers sway their hips around her, making sexual movements and exaggerated plunges of their groin, mimicking sex and I’m laughing so hard my stomach hurts. It was so ridiculous.

Instantly, the scent of pussy and cum harasses my nostrils. Lying on the armchair is none other than Ivy. She's naked, and standing in between her legs is a bulky guy about six inches tall. He has bald hair. I'm very certain he's one of her sex toys. Ivy has turned down all the men wanting to mate with her because she wanted me. The guy's length is lodged into her womanhood, pleasuring her while another female with burnt brown hair is tickling Ivy's clit. She holds the sides of Ivy's pussy lips so the guy can penetrate her deeply.

the one by the left side said, but she needn't wait so much long to hear him say that. Naked bodies, open sex and teasing was what Iva found inside to welcome her innocent soul. The thought of her doing exactly the same thing made her tremble. Is she really caught up for this? Where would she start from?