Peyton Coffee Booty Novels & Stories

I dug out the low rider jeans and black halter-top I'd buried at the bottom of my closet, and the three inch heeled snakeskin boots. Daddy wouldn't approve but I just had to have them. I'd actually had Jake in mind when I bought them earlier in the year on one of my rare solo shopping trips. Mom usually took me shopping and then it was sundresses and skirts. Jeans apparently were for the lower classes; somebody forgot to tell daddy that he wasn't the king of Siam. I checked myself out in the mirror. Not bad although my ass looked like it was trying to escape. The heels added a little height and lifted things rather nicely if I do say so myself. I wasn't sure about the cleavage I've never sho

Completely ignoring Walt's voice in my head, I strip down naked and join Rein in bed. She gives out a low sweet sigh of satisfaction when I pull her close to me and we start kissing. When the smooching grows heated, Rein climbs on top of me and starts grinding really hard on me, with her sex dripping wet from squirts. For a moment the innocent face of Peyton flashes through my vision, and I see a gray wolf climbing towards the rooftop of a mall, then it lets out a loud howl when it sees the dead body of someone. The wolf immediately shifts into a naked Peyton and starts wailing really hard.

the chiefs said and sauntered towards the exit door, while king Rehoboth walked towards the direction of his chamber. Peyton was sipping a cupful of coffee. As she sipped the coffee, she was gazing at the actions displayed on the television screen. “Mum, you are here,” Luca said as he sauntered to the sitting room. “How are you, Luca. Please, come and sit beside mummy,” Peyton said. “Alright, mum,” Luca said and sat beside Peyton on the couch. “Will you mind a cupful of coffee?” Peyton said. “I would love a cupful of tea instead,” Luca said and gazed at Peyton’s face.

She pulls her glasses onto her face, her eyes still focused on the yacht we’re about to board. “Peyton, darling.” Gram pulls her eyes from the yacht and wraps an arm around Peyton. “Yes, Gram?” “Why is there nothing penis-shaped at this party?” “Gram, I never want to hear the word ‘penis’ from your mouth ever again.” Peyton shivers. “They’re ready for us!” Mom calls, taking the hand of one of the crew members as he escorts her up the stairs to the boat. Peyton excitedly claps before she throws the T-shirt at me. “Put it on, Preston. Let’s go celebrate one of my final nights as a Rhodes!” She runs away before she can hear any of my protests.

Payton snapped. I loved her sass. She always stood up for herself and was never without a comeback. She didn't care what people thought of her, and always said it how it was. Payton was pretty, with long, dark-brown hair that had a beautiful wave to it. Her eyes were an unusual amber-color, and her skin a lovely olive complexion. She had large breasts, a tiny waist, round hips, and a plump ass, that made most men go weak in the knees. I always told her how jealous I was of her, but she wished she had a body like mine.

“As far as my face is concerned it’s okay. My hair? God it just does what it wants most days.” “You’re curvy,” Jackie said. “You got a figure that most women have to go to a plastic surgeon for.” “Ha, are you kidding? My butt is so big you can set a glass on it and it wouldn’t topple over,” Patty said and laughed. “Oh, come on,” Jodi said. “You got ghetto booty.” “What?” Patty asked. “Ghetto booty. The type of ass men love to grab and slap. They love asses like yours,” Jodi said.

I continued down the hall and turned the corner into the kitchen, and my mouth fell open. Not once, in all the times Masyn and I had gone swimming together, had I ever seen the bikini Peyton had on. Her back was to me, and the bottoms clung to her ass in an erotic temptation. I hadn't been checking her out at the church or at Sadler's. Standing behind her half-naked, I almost started to salivate. Just because my heart belonged to another woman didn't mean I was immune to beauty. It wasn't a thong, but it wasn't a brief, either. It was somewhere perfectly in between. Peyton's legs went on for miles, even though she wasn't overly tall, and her waist created perfect curves that flowed into her

"Just a suggestion, but if you plan to come out here in the moonlight again you might want to wear something a little less, uh, flimsy than that T-shirt." Peyton looked down and felt herself blush to the roots of her hair. She hadn't expected to share living quarters, so she hadn't given a lot of thought to her wardrobe. She was wearing her oldest sleep shirt. When she looked down, she realized how thin it was, how worn after all these years. Her nipples poked at the fabric and stood out like giant gumdrops, and her purple bikini panties might as well not have been covered at all. "I, ah, I'm - "

" No, sweetheart, you're not. Just now, a cowardly asshole injured you. It would be a blessing for any person to have someone like you in his life. Peyton gave Chloe a grin. Despite being Cassie's buddy initially, she was a fantastic employer and friend as well. What then will I do?" Becky said, putting a full plate in front of her, "Nothing until we eat." Peyton felt her tummy churn with eagerness. Cassie handed them the to-go cups from their favorite espresso café and remarked, "Oh, I forgot the coffee." Closing her eyes, Peyton took a big sip of the life-giving coffee and enjoyed every bite. If she drank enough coffee, she could handle this new problem in her life. As she stood across fro

“It's tomorrow . The news is everywhere, you both agreed to bring it forward.” “Even the hottest blogs, ‘Betwolves blog’ has posted it. Alpha Aiden's official page released a pre-coronation photo shoot you both took yesterday, and it was romantic.” My mouth fell open as I realised what was going on, my sister Tania, was getting enthroned in my stead. “Half the town is already at the Eastern Coast of the pack house…” The door flew open, interrupting the young lady. Ariston rushed in, breathless, like someone had chased him. I straightened instantly.