Odeya Rush Boobs Novels & Stories

Her body sighed again, hands now resting on my chest. “Um, I’ve just never heard them called that.” Her eyes looked everywhere but my own. Pulling her closer, her flower next to my shaft, she gasped. “What do you call them?” My lips kissed her neck, trying to relax her, but it was I that needed her touch. She must not like what I have called them and was repulsed by me. My shoulders slumped. So much for feeling powerful with her body. “Oh, um, there are several things you could name them.” Arms wrapping around my neck, she calmed more at our touch. “Some call them breasts.” Odessa’s face heated, now burying her head in her hands. Pulling her hands away, I kissed her lips.

"How would you rapidly take your blouse off, Rupa?" Her eyes developed more modestly as a grin spread across her cheeks. "Indeed, I'll show you," she said, and her fingers arrived behind her to pull at the entwined ropes to hold her blouse up. As they came open, her delightfully formed bosoms were uncovered in a dark lacy bra that didn't cover the vast swell above them. She was remaining in only a bra and underwear. His eyes were on her decently vast and firm boobs. She looked deeply into his infiltrating eyes. "Would you like to feel them?" she asked him.

He had probably been taking care of her since they were children. Still, my eyes naturally drifted over Mina's body. I had never seen her naked before. One thing was immediately obvious—Mina had huge boobs. They were heavy, full, and completely natural, spilling over her ribcage. Her nipples were slightly long, a soft, flushed pink color that stood out against her pale skin. Her overall skin was flawless, totally unblemished by scars or sun. Her slim, narrow waist flared out into soft hips. My eyes traveled lower, following the curve of her stomach down to the neat, low bush of dark curls. The hair barely concealed the plump, incredibly juicy pink slits of her pussy. She was beautiful in a v

"Don't forget to text me before you go to sleep. I need updates on how Odette is doing. Also don't think about that asswipe, okay?" "Yes, Mom." She joked. I smiled at her before stepping out of the car. I shut the door and leaned into the open window. "What do my boobs look like when I bend like this?" I asked with a seductive smirk, intentionally pushing my boobs up so the juicy flesh would pop out of the camisole top. It wasn't that flashy but for Zayne who's gravely attracted to them, it was perfect.

Jesse Steele laid flat on his back in bed as Connie rode astride his crotch. She was a little hefty – a good size sixteen, but as long as the tits were big he didn’t mind a woman having a little extra weight. And Connie’s tits fit his criteria. At an earthquaking size DD, Connie’s breasts swayed and bounced as she did. Her nipples were the color and size of nickels. The other thing that made the sex out of this world with her was that her pussy was tight and juicy wet.

He was already scrambling in the dirt, trying to get to his feet while squeezing his dick in one hand. Her eyes were dark and mysterious, her whole body an amalgamation of different plants. Her skin had minor flaws that reminded him of the wrinkles on a sweet potato, or an unwashed carrot. Her breasts lacked nipples, instead coming to a pair of rounded points like the bottom of a turnip. She ran her hands along the sides of her body, slender fingers finding and toying with the soft, blonde curls below her hips. He nearly knocked her over, grabbing at her body out of desperation. She gazed into his eyes, her hands curling around the shaft of his dick, pumping up and down.

Never! I jerked my sweatshirt over my head and tossed it onto the floor. I had nothing on underneath and my huge size 36D boobs swung this way and that. I was always very proud of my boobs; they were firm and perky despite my huge size and they never failed to cause a guy to break in his stride and do a double take. It didn’t hurt either that I was an extremely pretty brunette with long curly eyelashes that fanned against my cheeks and softened my face even more. I had wide blue eyes that gave me a deceptively innocent appearance, a tiny, red, button mouth and an hour-glass figure. My hips curved sinfully beneath my round butt-cheeks and I had long, straight, slim legs that my ex had remarke

He saw her grin and slowly lift her top up, revealing her slim belly then her large, naked breast, her nipples were large and pink, surrounded by her immense breasts. Roth loved her tits the most about her - they weren’t particularly perky but that just made cradling them and feeling their weight more satisfying. “Now the shorts,” He commanded as she slid her small cotton shorts down her thighs then shifted her weight to slip them past her feet. Her underwear was a blue sheer material, through it he could make out her shaven pussy. The material was tight enough that it pulled between the lips slightly. Her waist had a beautiful curve to it, she had an hourglass figure with large breasts and

I swear my pussy clenched so hard at the soft, wet suction that it was almost an orgasm. I was that primed, and I still had on my pants and boots. The fact he'd pegged me as a vampire didn't even register at first as he brought a hand up to cradle one of my breasts. I have one of those old-fashioned hourglass figures, so I'm rather large on top, with flared hips and, if I do say so myself, a pretty tiny waist. My breast overflowed Ty's big hand, and when he squeezed softly on the swollen mound, I let out a breathy whimper.

“He WHAT?! What the heck, Lyra… and you still helped him?” With those luscious curves of hers… the way her boobs would peek out from the third button of her blouse… or how her jeans would hug her rounded ass and accentuate her full hips… yeah, it wouldn’t be a surprise if every red-blooded male in the university who were into brainy, busty women would be after her.