Olivia Ponton Hot Novels & Stories

he said to Olivia as he got into the water, "Holy shit, Olivia. This is ice cold!" I turned to see the rest of the people, all the girls were blushing and breathing heavily, including Lena and Alessia. “How can I not get pregnant a few months after giving birth, having such a man at my disposal?” Olivia asked releasing her lower lip "I'll give him the dozen children he wants if I see such a show forever." Pierre laughed out loud. “Come on, precious,” He got up and took Gena with him, who wouldn't stop seeing Mark “I have days without being with you, we're leaving now.”

He held her hips as he started his battering of her cunt. "Hoolyy fuuckk meee!!" Olivia cried out in pure ecstasy as he drilled into her from behind. "Fuuuck! So big! Sooo deep!!" "That's right, you fucking whore!" Leon grunted. "Paul doesn't fuck you like this, does he?" "Nooooo! Never!!" Olivia shouted. Her big tits bounced back and forth as his body slammed against her arse. Her legs were spread and bent at the knees as her pussy got fucked, battered, and ruined.

Leon roared. "I'M A WHORE FOR YOUR NIGGER COCK! I'M YOUR WHORE! YOU OWN MY CUNT!!! OOOH FUUUUCCKK, PLEEEASEEE!!" Olivia shouted as her fifth orgasm in the hour battered through her body. She was drenched in sweat, she was aching, and her arse was red raw from being slapped, but she fucking loved it!! What had started with Olivia bent over the sofa had now resulted in her sat on the kitchen table with her white legs spread and wrapped around Leon's body as he battered into her cunt. For two hours he had been fucking her, and Olivia's mind had melted from the pleasure.

Beyond that was the creak of tree branches and the occasional call of an owl. On the other side of Claudia’s bed, Olivia just seemed to stare into space. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, but I knew she thought, quiet rightly, that her understanding of the Luna’s position was her greatest strength. I admitted I was proud she was my son’s wife, though I certainly had nothing to do with it.

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

Olivia raised her brows and forced a smile, the conversation seem to go in a more uncomfortable direction for her. "Talking about younger guys, look who just walked in?" Gloria interrupted. Olivia was sitting with her back facing the entrance, she looked over her shoulder, and her heart sank. "That's Brian Murphy's son, he was at your party last week ... didn't you girls see him?" Regina lowered herself to the table. "I saw him," Gloria said with a look in her eyes, "That is one hot guy I won't think twice about fucking." The girls giggled. Olivia faked a laugh, she didn't want to be the odd one out.

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

he paused. "The famous Damien Sterling was spotted at a three star hotel or probably worse.." He added mimicking the voice of a news broadcaster.. Olivia rolled her eyes "Seems more like a planned setting to me" "Oh dear..I hope you're not getting any strange thoughts into your head? don't think I'm so into you" he scorned.. Olivia ignored him and walked to her luggage cases, she pulled them and felt her hands were gonna break if she didn't drop them back down..

"Do you guys want to order noodles? Amanda hasn't eaten a decent meal in days." "Daniel, I'm really not that hungry. Tea is fine." "I don't want noodles. I want pizza," Olivia announced. Amelia's eyebrows shot up. "Wow! Olivia LouBennett wants pizza this late at night?" She laughed. "I thought you didn't eat carbs after six." "I deserve pizza after almost losing my nipple." Amelia stared at her. "You almost lost your what?" "To Ethan?" James asked. He immediately smacked Ethan on the shoulder. "What the fuck, man?"

The headlines alone were enough to spark curiosity. Was Olivia really juggling more than just Brandon and the other Harper brothers? When people clicked in, the revelations were jaw-dropping. Each post featured intimate photos and videos of Olivia with various men. While their faces were blurred, their body types, clothing styles, and haircuts made it clear these weren’t the same guy. The videos painted an even wilder picture of just how bold Olivia had been. In one, she was seen performing a striptease, ending up in nothing but a bikini.