Lisa Ann Booty Novels & Stories

Ashanti The heavy sound of my feet thudding on the pavement echoes in the quiet and dark night. It's a bit chilly which is why I'm wearing a hoodie, that I pair with black jeans and black boots. Now that I'm determined to set my plans into motion, I just need to get Lucas to understand why I need to work with Lucien. As crazy as it sounds, I would rather not start my battle with my family mad at me.

Today, she was naked, on her knees, and surrounded by cócks. Lisa was 32 years old and had an angelic face. Her long dark curls cascaded to the middle of her back. She was five-foot-four and weighed no more than 125 pounds. She had a tiny waist and big boobs. Despite the size of her bouncy tits, her hourglass figure had even more sand at the bottom. Lisa could affectionately be referred to as a PAWG—Phat Ass White Girl.

The tattoo not out of place on the image she was presenting. "Look at that a*s," Lisa gasped quietly from my right, startling me as she stood over the side of the bed, closer than I thought she was. "It is amazing, is it not? That, right there, is a corporate a*s. That is the kind of a*s that is built for a man like you. That butt is meant to be in tiny skirts. All good men have a butt like that stashed away somewhere."

Annabelle was listening to something with her ear buds, Mason was typing away on his phone, no doubt, as ploy to drown out Ashley's voice. I took one of Annabelle's ear buds and put in my ear. She didn't budge or complain like most people would. The song playing wasn't one I was familiar with but it sounded nice. "What song is this?" I asked her when the song ended. "That's 'fire' by BTS. It's my favorite of all their songs", she replied, still looking at her phone. I had heard of those BTS boys but had never really paid attention to them. Maybe I'd check them out later.

"Fuck fuck fuck, Leese." So much better with two good legs! Lisa started thrusting her pussy up and down on Troy's cock, and Troy grabbed her cheeks with both hands. "Those things are more than a handful too," Lisa informed Troy. "I love your butt. I love your boobs." His hands moved to her waist and assisted with her up and down motion. "Your tiny, little waist makes all the rest of you even better. I love watching my cock disappear inside you and getting to watch that world class butt at the same time."

Phone in hand, I step out. The moans haven’t stopped. I freeze in the doorway. Lisa is on her bed, legs spread wide open, shorts pushed to the side, fingers buried deep in her soaked pussy. Her eyes are glued to the laptop where two girls are tongue-fucking each other senseless. She’s moaning loud, “Omg yes… uh… stretch my pussy…” Her big tits are heaving, one hand squeezing a hard nipple. She hasn’t noticed me yet. My heart hammers. The towel suddenly feels way too tight. My cunt is getting wet all over again.

the host whispered. On the screen: Sylvia Hart: “She trusts me. She won’t notice.” Sylvia Hart: “I’ll change the names. Minor edits. It’ll pass.” Sylvia Hart: “Once it’s uploaded, it’s mine.” Elara’ s breath hitched violently. Her legs gave way, but she didn’t fall. She couldn’t feel the floor. Fallon covered her mouth in shock. The host stumbled back from the podium. “Turn that off! Turn it off now!”

She looked up as he approached, her expression arranging itself into the soft concern she wore in public, and dismissed the other girl with a small nod. “You’ve heard,” she said once they were alone. “Everyone has heard. That doesn’t make it true.” “Kade.” “I want the version that isn’t dressed up for camp consumption. What exactly is being claimed.” Selene folded her hands in front of her. “That the collapse yesterday was the bond settling. That Ilsa recognized the signs. That Wren and the outsider are second chance mates. Confirmed.” “And you believe that.” “I believe Ilsa does not invent medical facts for entertainment. Beyond that, I only know what the rest of camp knows.”

“Look at her! She’s… she’s…” “Fat,” Celeste supplied helpfully from the crowd, her voice sweet as poison. “The word you’re looking for is fat, Alpha.” Derek pointed at her. “Yes! Thank you, Celeste. She’s too fat to be my Luna!” The words hit me like a physical blow. I wrapped my arms around my middle instinctively, trying to hide the soft curves that had always made me feel wrong. Broken. Less than. I wasn’t skinny like Celeste with her perfect model figure and delicate bones. I was curvy—wide hips, thick thighs, a soft stomach that no amount of skipped meals ever seemed to shrink.

— So I knew Lisa well, even though she was just working with us, I had discovered in her, qualities different from the rest of the women that work for me, and above all, her way of looking at me, her way of treating me, her kindness, her joy, her gentleness, as if she was the perfect woman to become the mother of my son, only that if I asked her she wasn't going to accept it, so when we went to the clinic, she was there, she didn't even see me, but I did, and without even thinking about it, I chose her, I chose her to be the mother of my son in silence, and I asked for everything to be done as if it was a confusion, and that they didn't put my semen in Luisa's body, but in Lisa's, after all,