Lemonade Mouth Ost Novels & Stories

Then I opened up a box of crackers that I'd picked up on the way and handed him one. "Try a bite of that," I said. Noah took the cracker tentatively and had a bite. He chewed carefully and swallowed with a loud gulp. "Well?" I asked, after a minute. "Do you think it'll stay down?" "I think so," he nodded hopefully. I smiled. "Great," I said. "Then drink a sip of this." "What is it?" he asked. He was eyeing the glass I had handed him. "Homemade lemonade," I said.

I begged as Carl brought out a glass and poured some of the lemonade for himself. He took another glass and poured some for me. Then he added ice cubes and a straw. I nearly hugged him as I collected the drink. I took a sip, shut my eyes, slowly… then took another sip, sticking my nose in the air as the taste went down my oesophagus. I sipped one more shot and looked out the window, the view of the beach took my breath away.

- I facepalm myself - "my point is you need to throw that nasty ass candy away and get a lemon." Furrowing my brow, I'm trying to figure out what he's even talking about. "A lemon? Is this some weird reference to making lemonade or something stupid like that?" "While that would have been a good one, no. This is about how sniffing a lemon cancels out all the other smells around you and calms the tummy. In fact…" He reaches into his drawer and rummages around for a few seconds. "Ah ha! Here it is. I brought you this."

Lexi's kitchen was always spotless, reflecting her passion for cooking and hosting. I opened the refrigerator, searching for something refreshing. The cool air enveloped me, filled with the aroma of fresh fruit and chilled wine. My gaze fell on a pitcher of lemonade, its glass filled with lemon slices and mint leaves. I poured myself a glass, feeling the cool condensation as I lifted it to my lips. The first sip was a burst of flavors – sweet, tangy, and invigorating. I closed my eyes, relishing the taste while leaning against the counter. The cool glass against my skin was a soothing relief, calming my frayed nerves.

- I facepalm myself - "my point is you need to throw that nasty ass candy away and get a lemon." Furrowing my brow, I'm trying to figure out what he's even talking about. "A lemon? Is this some weird reference to making lemonade or something stupid like that?" "While that would have been a good one, no. This is about how sniffing a lemon cancels out all the other smells around you and calms the tummy. In fact…" He reaches into his drawer and rummages around for a few seconds. "Ah ha! Here it is. I brought you this."

Leon roared. "MMMMMM!!" Olivia moaned louder and made herself gag on his dick. She forced him down her throat, something she had never done with Paul, and felt him expand in her mouth. "Urrrghhh fuucckking slag!!" Leon roared. "Gffffgg!" Olivia gagged when the first shot of cum hit her throat, but she didn't stop. Load after load of Leon's cum erupted into her mouth, striking across her tongue. He was fucking delicious, and Olivia gulped it down as fast as she could. His thick, hot seed ran down her throat as he kept cumming and cumming.

He said shortly and wrapped his arms around my back so we were so close to each other. I counted 1 to 3 and I held it in front of my mouth. I looked up to Blake who was staring at me. I counted 1 to 3 and quickly poured all the liquid into my mouth. My mouth instantly responded, I swallowed it fully and stuck my tongue out while I squeezed my face in disgust. When Blaine put the lemon in my mouth. "Bite." He said. I did what he said and thankfully the awful taste subsided a little. "Ok?" He asked but I shook my head no. The taste was still in my mouth.

I'd heard her voice echo through his phone. "They're all different flavours. There's lemon, um lime or apple, orange." "Oh," Lena laughed breaking into hysterics. "One box of lemon please." She explained where we'd gone wrong when we got back but to this day she still called them lemon flavoured tampons. I stumbled back into my room armed with Lena's lotions. A waft of steam hit me in the face. Kayla was already in the shower. Naked in my shower. My mate. In my shower. Naked.

Layken jumped up and ran back inside, then came out with slices of lemon. I watched as Layken spritzed lemon on his fish. He grinned at me as he shoved the saucer over to me. I grabbed a slice, squeezed the juice over my fish, and took a bite. “Just when I didn’t think this fish could get any better, you surprise me. Lemon brings the taste of the fish to a whole other level. I love this.” “Thank you, babe.” Layken grins before popping an okra in his mouth. “I have some lanterns. We could set out some chairs, drink some wine and relax for a while by the stream. If you’re up to doing so, that is?”