Odeya Rush Boobs Novels & Stories

he asked. “I said I’m sorry.” I pleaded. “You should be thanking me, you just saw Kourtney's boobs” Ryder laughed harshly. “Seriously. Most guys would kill for that view.” “I wasn’t looking.” I mumbled. “Sure you weren’t.” he scoffed and his grip tightened. I whimpered and Ryder’s smile widened. “You’ve never seen a woman’s boobs before, have you?” he asked mockingly. Heat rushed to my face. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.

RAVEN Well, I disobeyed him and took twenty minutes, since I decided to shower and change into something a little less body shaping. Pulling on some tan-coloured leggings, a sports bra and a tan oversized off-shoulder top. There, now I look like a Raven Potato. This is good; no intense stares from guys trying to look at my smaller potatoes… I cupped my boobies. Yes, they were small, yet they were nice and rounded, they weren’t flat either. Maybe they weren’t anything like Aunty Red’s and Kiara's, but they would do. My little cutesy boobies...

He loved spoiling me, so I let him within limits. My eyes were wide with excitement when we got to the other boutique. We all started out with being sized. Mine had gone up half a cup size, so I got new bras for now and for when my breasts grew more. I looked in the mirror and imagined what Kade would think if he saw this. It was a maroon babydoll that was made of see-through lace. There was a black bow between my breasts and then it opened entirely, showing my bump. Kade and Tyre both thought the bump was sexy as hell, and that was their honest opinion.

He sighed and let his arm fall, wanting to return it to his side, but it accidentally slid past her nipples, making her let out a breathless moan. Hearing her sweet moan, Koda’s curiosity grew again, and he raised his hand that was resting in front of her and touched her breast. He got no reaction out of her and bit down on his bottom lip. He squeezed her breast gently and ran his thumb over her nipple, making her gasp and try to turn over. He smirked and moved closer to her, then lifted her top up and looked down at her breasts. They were A-Cups and perfectly shaped. Just by squeezing them, he could tell that they were real.

Small sections of their bodies looked like a wet forest floor with green moss, mushrooms, and flowers growing out of their skin. Beautiful though. Oreads were always wild and curvy. It was the kind of body a true man craved, with wide hips that tapered in at the waist only to widen again with their large breasts. I knew women who dreamed of looking like them, and those that did were foolish to desire not to. They were divine. But that was how they set their trap.

It was not my first time to see a woman's body but hers was a beauty to behold. What a f*cking beauty goddess that just came up from underwater. Her size C boobs were so perfect to her body, her small waist. Clearer and clearer as she ascended from the water walking toward the riverbank nearer to my position standing behind the bushes. She was in black panties, oh damn____ her thighs and legs were in perfect proportion to all part of her body. "Wow!" I almost blurted it loud as I can see nearer her perfection. My trouser became tight, a surge of heat going on my body.

he grimaces as he turns his head to spit. "I'm personally offended," I reply. "I'd like to think I'm at least a million-dollar kind of woman. I don't know many people who think so lowly of me, but I can assure you I'll find him and take him down," I add, cocking my gun. Instant goosebumps, and I sigh contentedly. "Such a dopamine rush, no?" I ask. "Well, anyway, I'll let him know he can say hello to you in hell." He quickly protests, but he grows silent the moment my finger pulls the trigger. The bullets hit him dead center in the forehead. I watch his body fall hard to the groun,d and I push off my thighs to stand. I grab a cloth from my coat pocket and wipe the gun off.

I end up killing them to have peace of mind. "I know, "She mumbles, taking off the little dress, and damn! I knew she was special. First time I'm encountering boobs that are not fake. They are perky, round, and firm. I stare in wonder as her pink nipples harden at my gaze and I lick my lips visualising how they will taste. Her skin is well-tanned and what impresses me more is her well-defined tummy. Her hips are tender leading to soft long legs and her body shape looks fit and in nice shape. Does she work out?

Justin rumbled deeply. As she unclipped her bra, her breasts surged forward without any real sag. She pulled it off assuredly knowing that her boobs were possibly her best features, large and plump and creamy-skinned with high and relatively small red nipples. Within seconds she had taken off her thong and stood hands on hips ready for Justin's inspection. "Is my body OK?" she asked, Justin stood and walked around her awkwardly, carefully studying her beautiful figure. "Are those breasts real? They seem too good to be true," he said incredulously.

“My dearest Miss Sommer! You truly have the most amazing body ever! Just look at your fair, long, lean legs! Even the best models in the business would surrender at the sight of them. And your butt! Incredibly sexy, just like a ripe peach! Oh, and let’s not forget the jaw-droppingly perfect proportions of your waist and chest—perfection is what they are!