Jenna Ortega Cute Novels & Stories

She nodded once, the motion crisp, regal like Iris whispered in her mind. The door swung open. She stepped out, the sun catching the gloss of her hair, the uniform hugging her figure like it had been stitched for her alone. A ripple went through the crowd. “Is that…?” “Alpha Desmond’s daughter.” “She’s even prettier than the rumors.” “God, look at the car…” Jenna swallowed hard, spine stiff. She’d been stared at before but always with suspicion, envy, and hatred. Here, the eyes were reverent. Hungry. Worshipful.

Batt I sit at the bar in The Gentlemen’s Club, glass of Jameson Whiskey in my hand as I watch her dance. Amora, she’s beyond beautiful, but in an old Hollywood glamour kind of way, not this baby doll, little girl looks from today. She has strong features, beautiful almond shaped green eyes, high pronounced cheek bones. Her skin was the most beautiful caramel color I had ever seen. I have imagined many times how soft she must feel. She must taste like vanilla, or strawberries. I close my eyes as my mouth waters at the thought. I open my eyes as I hear the music change, and she starts to sway a bit more as her hands roam her body like a lovers would. She was slowly making her way to her breast

I could not even talk to the alpha about it after what had transpired between us last night. I tried on the one piece and Jenna threw her arms over her mouth, "okay now I'm actually jealous." She said pulling me to the full length mirror in the room. It showed a bit of my ass and it had only one strap and a slit line under my boobs. "Is it not showing too much?" I wondered, feeling exposed with how the elastic suit hugged every bit of my curves. "You can never show too much skin at a pool party. Oh my goodness, I'm going to do a total makeover on you, you have features that are to die for, sit!" She was acting too excited for her own good.

Or myself from the shame of anyone seeing how eagerly I'd begged? I hurried downstairs, each step a reminder of his invasions—my ass burning from the anal pounding, my pussy slick and sensitive. Opening the door, Jenna stood there, her bright smile faltering as she took me in. She was the picture of normalcy: jeans, a cute top, her blonde hair in a ponytail, holding a bag of takeout coffee and pastries. "Whoa, girl, you look like you just ran a marathon. Rough night? Or... wait, is that hickey on your neck?"

Jenna was a smart woman. She patted her hand again, "Finish it," Jenna looked at the glass. She gave another nod and plucked it from the table. Abruptly, she felt herself under intense scrutiny when Svetlana walked into the hall. Svetlana smiled but it wasn't reaching her eyes, "See! Who's trying to replace me in my mother's heart." Her voice was full of sarcasm. She stopped on the other side of the table and sat down elegantly. Her tight black dress was going with her curves, her b**** was on display.

Questions burst out before I could stop them. “Who are you? How do you know about Emma? What exactly was she doing? Now she is dead, how can we stop it?” Jenna chuckled, the sound carrying both amusement and sadness. “Young people. So much energy.” Shaking her head, she reached for her veil carefully. The black fabric slipped away, and an elderly woman appeared before me—short white hair, wrinkled skin, and tired eyes that had clearly seen too much suffering. “My name is Jenna Fernandez.”

I pushed open the door and stepped inside, my eyes quickly scanning the room. The entryway led to a cozy living room, complete with a large TV and a plush sofa. I walked down the hallway a bit, and that's when I saw her. Jenna was sitting on the sofa, her body draped in a black fishnet lingerie that left little to the imagination. Her ample curves were on full display, her big boobs and voluptuous butt making my cock throb with anticipation. The sight of her was intoxicating, and I could feel my desire growing with each step I took towards her.

I shrugged and went on applying lotion to my skin, then wore a dress that reached just above my knee. Immediately I turned, I caught Jenna's eyes fixed on my body. “You ass is growing bigger and rounder…” she muttered with a smirk, causing me to throw a pillow at her. “Stop ogling, or I might have to report you to Maya!” I said jokingly. “A threesome won’t be bad,” she winked, and I could only stare at her in shock. I shook my head before packing my hair into a ponytail and applying gloss. “I’m done,” I announced.