Lily Lou Pegging Novels & Stories

, I thought. ************************************************** Lily stood outside her front door, nervously adjusting the straps of her peach-colored gown. She had received a call from Damon earlier, asking her to meet him at his penthouse. She couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension, wondering if he wanted to apologize for being a prick. She had never been to his place before, and she had no idea what to expect.

I think that as I get out of the elevator but stop in my tracks as I see Lily's back. I am 6 feet tall and even in heels Lily's reaches my neck but she still looks tall without it. She is neither too slim or fat. She is in prefect shape with prominent cheek on oval shape face and heart shaped lips. She has figure with curves on right places. And that curves are on perfect display because of the outfit she wore today. She has on tight black full sleeve top with red pencil skirt and black heels. Her hairs are open but as she turn slightly I see she has braided little strands on front.

Lucas shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips despite himself. “You’re enjoying this way too much.” “Oh, absolutely,” Lily admitted, pulling out her phone. “What are you doing?” Liam asked, his voice rising in panic. “Relax,” Lily said, snapping a picture. “It’s just for me.” “You’d better not post that anywhere,” Liam warned. “I won’t,” Lily promised, though the mischievous glint in her eyes didn’t do much to reassure him. After a few more laughs at their expense, Lily grabbed a damp rag from the bathroom.

Lily, grinning like she just walked in on her favorite soap opera, said, “More than one matebond is falling into place today. I’m just here to take out your stitches.” “Should I...?” Jacob motioned to the chair beside the bed. “No!” I said quickly. Lily only smiled wider. “You’re good. JoJo, I’ll need you to turn around. You can lean against your mate, though. We’re going to have to take the top of your gown off to get to the stitches.” Her eyes flicked to Jacob—who was now laser-focused on my chest. I wasn’t wearing panties. And we both knew he could smell it.

Lily was in the dark study once more, her fingers tracing the spines of old books, pretending to search for something casual. She had sneaked in the moment Brigs left for a late-night business meeting. She had precious little time. The desk. Brigs' massive oak desk rested like a throne of domination, its wood shining, its drawers closed up tight. Lily's hands hovered over the top drawer. Locked. As expected. She knelt down, pulling a tiny pin out of her hair, her fingers firm despite the rush of adrenaline. "Come on…," she whispered, turning the pin carefully.

Only the soft music and the people enjoying the party are the ones creating noises when suddenly, someone whistles from the group of men of Rogue's age. My lips parted as I saw what they're whistling at. Rogue enters the pool area with Mari on his side. Mari was wearing a sexy and revealing dress. Threatened, I looked at my dress. It's a plain above the knee white dress. I sucked my breath and grabbed a drink. Mama looked at me, obviously displeased. "Lily, come on, darling. Let's greet my stupid son." I shook my head. "I'm fine here, mama. I also want to go to the toilet."

Finally Lily had an idea pop in her mind. Without wasting a second right when Ian turned to see what she was looking at, Lily holds onto Ian's arm that gripped her and swings her leg back. Then with all her strength, she kicks Ian right in his groin. Ian loosens his grip on her neck, and he hunches over. Lily falls, but luckily catches herself on the edge. Looking over to Jackson who watched her fall in panic, she yells out one word to him. "FIRE!!"

We’re going to make him bleed slowly. As the main course was cleared and dessert was served, the air in the room shifted again. Lily was feeling bold. Maybe it was the "victory" of the wedding, or maybe she just liked playing with fire, but she kicked off her heels under the table. She began to run her bare foot up Jamal’s leg, her toes grazing his knee, then moving higher. Jamal froze. He felt the heat rising in his neck. He looked at Lily, his eyes wide, pleading with her to stop. He looked at Kassy, who was sitting right there, laughing with her mother. He looked at Greg, who was still fuming about James’s marriage.

Drool leaked from the corners of her slack mouth as she panted and mewled shamelessly. "Yes, yes, right there! Don't stop, please don't ever stop!" Lily babbled deliriously, fisting her hands in the couch cushions. Her inner muscles clamped down rhythmically around Zara's plunging digits, trying to draw them deeper. The coil of tension in her belly wound tighter and tighter, threatening to snap at any moment. With a final, brutal suck to her clit and a curl of Zara's fingers against that magic spot inside, Lily shattered.

She watched as my eyes darkened while she stood bare in front of me, and then she walked towards me, swinging her thick hips. Lily got to me and knelt before me, then started to unbuckle my trousers. She tugged the pants off my legs impatiently and saw my dick, already hard for her. She then climbed the bed, straddled my thighs, and bent down to kiss my neck. I groaned lightly and reached between her thighs, finding her folds. She was already dripping wet. My fingers began to deftly move between the folds of her pussy. Lily let out a startled moan as I suddenly dipped two fingers into her pussy and our eyes met.