Odeya Rush Boobs Novels & Stories

She had the most glow up. Her blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders, styled in soft waves that perfectly framed her barbie-like face. She had a flawless complexion, her rosy cheeks accentuating her wide, doll-like eyes. And that low cleavage outfit that proudly announces the fullness and heaviness of her massive bosom. Hiding nothing except the peach center. "Beauty! Finally, it's great to see you again...it's been ages". Beauty forced a smile. "I wish I could say the same, Beyoncé".

Yanking them off to the ground. “Such hungry pussy you’ve got Raven,” she said, gaze locked on mine. My lips parted, trembling with expectation. I cupped my boobs in my hand, my body replicating all the symptoms of drug abuse. Her apron fell off, letting her boobs hang free. I froze. Mouth wide open. Her body was intensely curated like I’d never seen before. For a woman her age I had been expecting to see saggy tits, an overbearing stomach and childbirth scars. But I saw none. Her curves were intact, so was her skin integrity. Supple and glowing like a child’s. Her pussy folds bulged finely. Mine gripped at its sight.

He was just Eddie, the hard working farm hand. "Ah, you bad boy." She laughed and casually pulled her shirt off. "You can watch up close from now on, instead of hiding in the bushes." He swallowed hard as she dropped her tight shorts to stand completely naked before him. Her suntanned body shone like honey in the sunlight. His eyes trailed down from her impish face to her slender neck and over her ripe luscious breasts. At eighteen she had full breasts the size of ripe melons. His eyes kept going further down over her flat belly and to her mound. Her bush was a fiery brownish gold, just like the glorious hair on her head and her hips flared out wide to taper down to her strong shapely legs.

Kayla smiled and sat down saying go ahead have fun with her. Tentatively I reached out and ran my hand over Alyssa's breast pinching her nipple. She moaned but otherwise showed no reaction. I shifted her bra off of her breasts admiring her small but firm pert breasts as her nipples hardened in the cool air. Then I slid her shorts down her legs and tossed them off to the side of the bed. Then I sat back and admired her body. She was a petite but fit woman in her early thirties. Her feet were small but cute and cared for , long tanned legs , smooth shaved groin , her skin was silky smooth with a medium tan. Her flat abdomen was perfect along with her firm c-cup breasts that were topped by penc

I couldn't believe she didn't have a boyfriend. Her hair was long, all the way down to the floor the way she was sitting, in two rope-like ponytails. She was blond, too. She had a nice round bottom. But her boobs. Oh my God, her boobs were absolutely epic. I could hold one of them in both hands and there would still be room left over. It was insane! They were high and pert, and protruding proudly, like monuments to female beauty. She was wearing a loose-fitting T-shirt, but it didn't really hide much. Her boobs were as obvious as the full moon on a clear summer night. Two full moons, actually. That would be really conspicuous! And as she'd said, her nipples were stiff little points, poking t

She simply stares at me, wanting an answer. “Stubborn aren’t you…” I look into her gorgeous eyes, knowing the answer to that. “Yes. I won’t deny that you would be beautiful regardless of size… but this perfect body is a fucking bonus… I like big girls, big boobs, and a big ass.” I smirk cockily and she pouts, shaking her head. “Oh… poor small boobies…” she whispers, and I smile faintly. She can still somehow end up sounding fucking cute even when she’s wearing nothing but a t-shirt that stretches over her large breasts.

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.

The last thing I wanted to do was embarrass any of us, but that didn’t stop my eyes from trailing over her body. She wore a small shirt with thin straps that clung to her body, and shorts that exposed her long, toned legs. My eyes darted up again and lingered on her chest. Vanya’s nipples were hard and poking through the thin material of her shirt. Do her breasts look similar to our women? They looked the same, but Vanya was softer and a lot curvier. “What were you doing up?” Ezra asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I watched as colour spread up her neck and into her cheeks.

she sways from side to side flaunting her assets. My mouth is wide open at the spectacular sight of her boobs pushed up in a cupless bra that is accentuating her boobs as if holding it from the bottom and side and squeezing it up, making it perkier and thrust out towards me. Her milky orbs sway and jiggle lightly sending me into a frenzy. “Rayaaaa” is all I manage to say as I inch closer towards her.

ALPHA ZEUS' POV I stood as if I had been dazed. My eyes were fixed on just one spot. And that was her chest. In all my time looking at women, I had not seen a breast that looked this succulent and fleshy. They were not overly big but at the same time, they were nothing close to small. Just big and sizable, probably over forty inches. Should be forty-five or so. In many cases of people who had boobs that were large enough, their nipples were either flat or curved inside. But it was different with Kayla. Despite having boobs that were that big, her nipples were still pointed. I found myself wondering what they would be like when aroused and fully pointed. Damn it!