Lisa Ann Booty Novels & Stories

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.

“We’re trying for a baby. Isn’t that wonderful?” The pot slipped from my hands and clattered into the sink. “Careful,” Celeste said sweetly. “You break it, you buy it. Oh wait… you can’t afford anything anymore, can you?” I turned to face her. She looked perfect. Flawless makeup, designer dress, diamond earrings. Everything I’d never be. “Was there something you needed, Luna?” I asked carefully.

“Your looks draw attention everywhere, not just clubs. Accept it.” I chuckled. Lila was already feeling the music. Her black crop top hugged her curves perfectly. An olive-green mini skirt rested high on her thighs. Knee-high black boots completed the look. She was a baddie. She signaled for me to join her, and I didn’t waste a second. We moved with the music. She turned her back to me as I matched her rhythm effortlessly. My black sheer corset hugged my waist. High-waisted shorts flared slightly at my hips. Thigh-high boots made my legs look endless.

"The CEO Thiago Villareal has just been rejected by Women Management and IMG Models agencies, who refused to continue working with him due to the mysteries surrounding Siluetas and the bad reputation it has gained since its last appearance at the FOTOMODEL awards, where he was seen with his employee Lisa Miere, who is pregnant. Reliable sources confirm that she has left the country, as she hasn't been seen with him again, given that his marriage is in the process of divorce..." I could only bear to read that much before I locked my phone, completely anxious. — Lisa, please answer the question asked — the teacher scolded me in English. I responded, still stunned, as all my classmates stared a

Clara must’ve said something funny because Lisa laughed—a soft, honeyed sound that made my heart clench. I leaned against the doorframe, watching her as she prepared. She changed into a black leather skirt—short, tight, and criminal. It hugged her hips and delicious ass in a way that made my cock twitch instantly. Her white, off-shoulder tank top clung to her perfect breasts, showing just enough cleavage to be sinful. She tied her hair into a high bun, sleek and tight, exposing her creamy neck. Then came the knee-length leather boots, her smooth thighs left bare and tempting.

I looked at the door as Tania stepped inside, wearing a silky white robe, her hair curled in soft waves with my crown comb on it, that was my favorite hairstyle, she also had on glasses that looked exactly like mine. “You should see your face, Lia. You look so confused,” she laughed, tilting her head. “Don’t overthink it. You just… passed out.” My stomach dropped. Passed out? How? The antidote… “Oh, this?” She raised the bottle Ariston had given me, and I gulped hard. “Did you think this could help you?” She waved her hand carelessly like she read my mind. “Though it worked, I knew my sister wouldn’t go down easily, so I went for a stronger drug. You’re not the only one who knows herbs.”

“It’s two weeks from now. I’ll text you nearer to the date. Do you even know my shoe size?” Lisa smiled mysteriously. “Twenty-three point five centimetres long, eleven centimetres wide with nine-centimetres ankle height.” Staring at the devilish woman in disbelief, Lisa winked at me and told me she would prepare two-inch heels for me for the occasion before shoving me out of her shop. Once outside in the chilly weather, I shuddered. Lisa was a force not to be reckoned with. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “That was fast.”

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

THIRD POV Lisa comes out of her room wearing a short black leather skirt and black crop top with boots. "Good Lord Cousin you look good" Doreen say admiring Lisa. Doreen is on a short pink sleeveless gown with heels. They are both going night clubbing. "Well the plan is to kill cousin" Lisa say winking at Doreen. "I sure do love this new Lisa. You are a drop dead gorgeous damsel dear cousin!" Lisa smiles flipping her hair proudly.

" That's great. Because I've got a matching one just for you. Check it out " Lisa would have opposed it in normal cases. Wearing something so short wasn't her style. But maybe this was exactly what she needed, a new experience. So without any hesitation, she let Amy dress her up. And with her large bust, small waist, and big hips, the shorts made her look like a...well like something from a porno. But whatever. Her ass looked good too, and so did her face in the light makeup. She was satisfied with the result. " Let's go have fun " Amy whooped. Lisa joined her. Fuck Asher, tonight she was going to have so much fun