Lisa Ann Booty Novels & Stories

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Anna said as she dragged Lily to the bathroom and pushed her in, closing the door on her "Shower quickly Lily else I'll come wash you up myself and I am not joking. Meanwhile, I'll go through your closet and try to get you something befitting for a clubbing outfit" Anna said Few minutes later, Lily finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom "Great, now you look like a human being" Anna said and Lily scoffed "I selected this for you, get dressed" Anna said handing Lily a black leather pant, a white top and a black leather jacket

“Oh, honey. You weren’t supposed to see this.” My voice came out hoarse, barely recognizable. “Get. Off. Him.” Lisa rolled her hips once more — deliberately slow, savoring it — before finally lifting herself off Nathan’s glistening cock with a loud, wet pop. His cum — thick, white, and still pulsing — immediately leaked down her inner thigh in a obscene trail. She didn’t bother wiping it away. Instead she stood up, casually smoothing her skirt down like they’d been caught sharing coffee instead of fucking my boyfriend raw on his couch.

She felt him poke his finger at her ass crack. She could feel the volcano eruption of lust bubbling inside. Then he started licking up and down her ass crack, sticking his tongue against her butthole, she grinded on his face, her hands reached out to grab his hair roughly A muffled grunt escaped his mouth as his licking and slurping sounds filled up the whole kitchen. A loud scream left Lilith's mouth as he suddenly plunged two fingers into her cunt while his tongue was still deep inside her ass crack, that was all it took to fully unlock the slutty side of her that she never knew existed.

Lilly saw while holding her head in her hands. “How much money do you think we could afford by selling your remaining Jewelry?” Alison asks her mother. “50000$,” Lilly said to her. “Good, don’t worry, Mom, we will think of something to arrange the remaining amount,” Alison said while keeping a hand on her shoulder. “Alison, you don’t need to worry about this, I and your mo-” Jared started to say, but Alison stopped him with a glare.

Lisa tied her red top into a knot just below her chest, showing off her flat, athletic stomach, and belly ring that drew many of the boys’ eyes to her. She cheered loudly and enthusiastically, drawing her attention to herself and kept screaming “GO BENNY! GO COUGARS!” That caused a Foxes supporter to turn back. He was a cute, African American kid from Brettonwood. Looking Lisa up and down, he yelled back, “Sit yo fine ass down girl, they ain’t gonna win.”

“Fine. But if you change your mind…” “I won’t.” “Okay, time for bath and bed, kids.” Anne says as she extracts Sarah and Abby from whatever game Cass is having with them. “Cass, you want wine?” Lisa asks. Cass waves her off. “Nah. I have to work early. I’ll go see Bobby and then say goodnight to them all.” Lisa leans in closer to me, lowering her voice. “Is she avoiding us? She’s way too amped for a regular night. You don’t think she’s high or something?”

The comments are pure poetry: “God bless America” “My wife’s asleep, don’t tell her I’m #19” “Zoom in I wanna see it leak out” Big Lisa finally takes her turn around hour twenty-six. She straps on this monster veiny black dildo the size of my forearm, slicks it with my own cum, and fucks me so hard my eyes roll back. The room cheers louder for her than for any real dick all weekend. I come screaming, squirting in a perfect arc that splatters the lens. Lisa leans down, kisses me deep, and whispers, “That’s for every time you flirted for free beers, bitch.”

Flora was really shy about undressing, but hearing her sister’s past, I was patient. I sat in the chair next to the tub, heating the water up, as she walked over. “I’m ready…” I looked up at her. She was covering her chest and vigina. Her shoulders were scrawny. You could see each bone clearly. Her collarbone looked like it was sucking in her skin. Her rib bones showed on her ribcage. Her hips were so visible, it looked like she did not have any fat. She had a small belly… Barely there. I was not disgusted at her, but at the way she came to look this way.