Lisa Ann Booty Novels & Stories

Lisa didn’t own any leather - no leather skirt, no leather pants or shorts, or even a leather jacket - she didn’t think they made anything in her size. Lisa wasn’t all that self-conscious about her size. She wasn’t too big and she wasn’t a waif, she was somewhere in the comfortable middle. Her curves were soft, her boobs were a decent D-cup and she had a booty, and none of that mattered when she wore her loose-fitting dresses. She’d had a pair of jeans once upon a time, but her aunt had kicked up such a fuss about them, that she’d never worn them beyond that one time and hadn’t bought another pair since. The closest she came to wearing anything tight-fitting were her leggings, which she alwa

I gasped, blushing furiously. She pushed open the door, and my eyes fell on a chocolate Adonis. He was massive, with muscles rippling under skin like polished mahogany, and he wore only a scrap of white cloth around his waist that was cut impossibly high at the sides. The bulge beneath was impossible to ignore, and Addy hadn't lied. He was hung like a horse. "Bick, this is my girl Lisa," she said, using a fake name for me. "Give her the dirty girl special."

The second my boots touched the step, Lisa’s voice cracked through the air. “—DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA—” She cut herself off, threw her hands up, then stomped down two steps closer, jabbing a finger at my chest like she was about to stab me with it. “Ronan. Freaking. Hunter. You are LATE.” I blinked, thrown off by the sheer fire of it. “I—”

Sure enough, Annabelle’s voice came over the line. “Sorry, can’t make it home tonight. My ride fell asleep, and I don’t have enough cash for a cab. I hope you made it back to Phoenix Club in time to grab the boots, but I’m not holding my breath ’cause I couldn’t reach anyone at the club when I called. Oh well. You can get them tomorrow after your morning classes. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.” Anaisse hit delete. Tonight, while she’d been risking her dignity—and, oh yeah, her neck—to keep them from hurtling off their own fiscal cliff, Annabelle had only managed to break away from her latest bar-hound long enough to worry about overpriced boots?

“That girl is a menace. Tell me why she has both of them acting like she’s Beyoncé.” I laughed, shaking my head. “She loves the attention.” “Correction,” Vic pointed out, smirking, “she lives for it.” Lisa spun back to us, her face glowing with excitement. “Don’t just stand there! One of you better join me before I let both of these men fight over me.” “Girl, sit down,” Vic teased, wagging a finger. “You’re somebody’s mother. Annabel will cancel you if she finds out.” Lisa rolled her eyes dramatically and mouthed, She’s asleep! before spinning back to her admirers.

She’d arrived yesterday in tight jeans and a cashmere coat, hugged me a little too long, and whispered, “You got tall, baby bro.” .... I crept closer to see where the buzzing sound was coming from. The door to her room was old oak, and there was a tiny decorative keyhole near the bottom,perfect height. I knelt, pressed my eye to it, and saw something I'd never unsee Lisa was naked on her bed. Completely. Legs spread wide, one knee bent. Her full breasts rose and fell with every breath, nipples dark and stiff. Between her thighs, a thick pink toy buzzed deep inside her, sliding in and out, slow and slick.

As Anamika stared at the lady’s picture, all that came to her mind was ‘perfect beauty! “I know you’d be more interested in Lisa. She doesn’t appear on the news because her interviews are done by her Assistant. Lisa is like an immortal who hates the affairs of the world but you mustn’t underestimate her. She’s very deep into the business world and if I must be honest, she’s a better genius than you. Recently, she’s been destroying companies and making them go bankrupt before buying them. Anamika whipped her head up with her pupil enlarging. “She’s Anonymous?”

The trio looked shocked see as they stared at her,she's in a baggy pants and hoodie,with boots,a face cap covering the top part of her face. “Lisa” Damian said finally getting his bearing,the ladies scrambled to cover their selves. “What are you doing here,how you lost your memories” He asked still in shock. Scar remained in her position scrolling through her phone. “What I'm I doing,in a club I own,I never knew you were this dumb” She turned her phone screen towards them showing them the clear shot she took of them,their faces showing clearly. “That should be the least of your problems,if I upload this ,two top models Dora and Jenny caught on camera with Damian CEO of Liet entertainment age

I couldn't help but wonder—if Mom hadn't taken back her lube, would I be fucking that amazing little ass at that very moment? Lisa had her blouse on over her bra, and she had pulled her panties up her legs. I got out of bed and stretched. She pulled on one of her little ankle socks, bending over and leaning against the bed. She was right in front of me, and her butt almost touched the tip of my hard cock. That shapely backside pointed right at me a second time as she bent to put on her second sock. It was just too much for me to resist. "What are you—oh!" she gasped, as I pulled her panties to the side and slid into her still-wet pussy.