Nikki Brooks Belly Novels & Stories

I wear a demure floor-length flower dress with cap sleeves a sweetheart neckline and long silt exposing one oiled thigh, sitting on the blanket spread out on the floor. Niko sits behind me in a simple white shirt and black pants, the shirt is only burned up halfway revealing his chest, his position relaxed, his feet bare. He did glare at the make-up artist when she came close to him with her bottle of coconut oil indicating at his chest making the poor girl quake in her heels. “Looking into each other’s eyes, Yes! Like so,” the cameraman directs the camera clicking. “Niko places a hand on Lola’s belly, per-fect” is followed by more flashes and clicking.

I reached around for the pull tab to undo the zip once I stood up straight, just as Anna had shown me when I put it on. I haven't wiped, my pee dripping down the inside of my leg, but I wouldn't have been able to wipe it myself anyway. The sound of the metal giving way as the pull tab unzips the dress was as loud as a pin dropping in a silent room. Niko raises his brown, standing up straight before stalking towards me. "Oh, Bee, you never know when to submit," he tells me. A silly bubble of excitement fills me with a warm sensation as I try to dart away from Niko's advance, but he grabs me just before I slip past him.

His phone buzzed again, and Nicholas eagerly opened the next message. She sent no text with this photo, only the overt image of her lower body, once more reflected in the mirror. She'd removed her shorts, and was wearing only her bikini bottoms, which were cut so small around her perfectly formed ass that it was nearly a thong. Her fingers were curled in the tiny strip of fabric at the front of her bikini, just barely pulling down the fabric. It sat so low on her hips that if it were a mere millimeter lower, her pussy would be exposed.

he returned their greeting, shaking his friend's hand and smiling at the beautiful young woman he had brought with him. She is certainly somebody to smile at, with her dark eyes and long, black hair which she was wearing pulled back away from her pretty face with the clear, mil- chocolate complexion. Although her face is attractive, it cannot compare with her voluptuous figure, with luscious breasts barely contained in the white t-shirt. As usual, Brooke was not wearing a bra, and her big, dark brown nipples stood out clearly through the thin fabric. Below her waist, she was equally alluring, wearing red shorts that were stretched tightly over her curvy ass and clearly displayed a cameltoe i

Her face reddened even the more. Nicklaus held Noah in his arms, still bent over, he stared at the woman who was only few centimeters away from him. Her nightie material was very light and he could see through her perfect body. From her peachy arse to her bouncing breasts that weren't huge but they were on the largest side for her build. Yes, there was one thing about her that was far from perfect. She is an ordinary girl.

I don’t want to get too comfortable with that thought though. *We need to find that stream,* Laney whines, making our nose wiggle again. “Ah-choo,” I sneeze. “I’d offer you a hanky but… no pockets,” Harley jests. I look up to see him tapping his belly. And of course, there’s absolutely no movement. No pudgy spots on his body whatsoever. It just isn’t fair. No matter how many crunches I do, any kind of repetitive exercise, I still have a little jiggle in my belly. My boobs are still too big and hang lower than I’d like.

I sip, then casually, though graciously, dismiss Simon. Once alone, Nikki takes her flute into my suite. With her other hand, she selects a non-descript black box from the gift bag that has no logo stamped on it to identify where it’s come from. The sex club. She passes it to me, takes a deeper drink, then sets aside the glass to start stripping down. I settle into a chair alongside the fireplace, but her purpose is to make a production of her tease-show. And I’m enrapt. When she’s down to her red-satin-and-black-lace bra, a matching thong and high heels only, it’s not just fiery adrenaline pumping through me. My blood turns to magma. My nerve endings snap like livewires.

McClintock’s flat belly. The triangle of her bikini bottom could barely hide the fat lips of an hairless pussy. Her thighs were full yet looked firm with only a slight hint of cellulite. Her look was so natural that it turned Johnny on. It reminded him of the huge poster of a naked p**n star he hid at the back of his closet. He panned up and saw the outline of her nipples underneath the small triangle of her bikini top. They were small soft peaks that left Johnny wondering how big they would grow if he sucked on them.

I dragged my dress down and bent slightly, trying to see if I could find how big it was. “What are you doing?” Nicki’s voice almost startled me. “Nicki, will it go back to normal? Jimmy drilled a hole down there. I swear, I didn’t know he was that big.” I was pointing down at my private region. “Ouch! Why did you do that?” I yelped when she spanked my head. “It’s elastic, Irish. It’ll always go back to its shape,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Just go for a moderate size next time. Look at how petite you are. Wait, shouldn’t you be nursing a broken heart right now?”

" Why'd you think? I missed you. My brother never allowed me to come over. He was always the bossy boy. A great bully. He should be rewarded. I have come here several times but the thing is, he always gave orders not to open up the gates for me. He has always been like that since he was a child. So, I hope you have a lot to tell me, I am starving for gist." Nikki brought out her phone, taking several pictures. Of course, how could I forget she was a social media influencer. She's everywhere. F******k, I*******m…TikTok…Twitter.. she had that time. Her make-up was light and it blended with her skin. " I have stories for ya, not lists though. And who helped you with your makeup?" I really wante