Peyton Coffee Booty Novels & Stories

I'm relatively tall, packed a few extra pounds on my ass with curves that draw unnecessary attention I can't even wear a tight skirt without feeling out of place. It reminded of the movie fifty shades of grey when Arghhh what's her name again was it Anna , when she went up to see Mr grey and noticed all the blondes in the building and suddenly felt odd because of their perfected looks. But me, in this case. With my half-uncurled hair and a pair of panties with peguins on them , sue me but I love those creatures still tucked into my sock, even as I placed my order at the counter in Starbucks.

Rob wanted to push further, but one look from Ferguson shut him up, and he excused himself from the office. ••••••••••••••••• Stella's point of view. I did a twirl in front of my full-length mirror, nodding in approval at the outfit I've decided to wear; a black, skin-tight, off-shoulder gown, that stops at a few inches away from my butts. Then wore a pair of black suede laced up thigh high boots to compliment it. “It's perfect but…" I trailed off.

Teddy POV Peyton had been tempting me since dinner, and it was becoming almost unbearable. Every slow bite of food, every teasing slide of her leg under the table, every sultry look she gave me had my cock half-hard the entire night. Now, seeing her completely drunk—flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and that carefree smile—was driving me out of my fucking mind.

Lily commented coming out of the bathroom dressed in tiny cut-off jeans and a tropical shirt that was unbuttoned, showing her lace bra tied together just under the fabric. "Thanks," I mumbled. Peyton walked out of the bathroom next, dressed in a long white maxi skirt with a slit up each leg and a strapless black crop top. "I'm so digging this whole operation," Peyton mumbled, a silly smile on her face. "Well that's good and all. The two of you ready?" I asked and they nodded. "Great. See you both in a few days," I told them and walked out of the door first. I went down to the parking lot, not many people were around, so my eyes scanned for a vehicle.

~~PEYTON~~ Tonight, I want to sin. Like, really sin. I wear a dress that screams "fuck me." Deep cleavage, loose hair black as the night itself. The fabric clings to my every curve, like a second skin barely covering my thigh. I wouldn't even dare touch my toes. I put my makeup skills to good use, creating dark eyeliner that's sharp and defined, like a wildcat on a mission. I even dared to wear four-inch heels—the kind of sky-high torture devices I usually avoid.

" I search his face to see if it is a joke but just gives me a continuous long stare. The tapping sound of a heel on a marble floor makes us break the stare session. Miss Bullocks makes a catwalk grand entry. She is a curvaceous attractive woman in her mid to late thirties, with long legs that can wrap a man twice. Her hips sway with ease as she turns to scribble today's date. When her butt jiggles too, there are beastly moans that escape the larger population of male that just come to check her out. "Cole's Cafe after class." Ryan whisper as the class starts.

“If this is your idea of church, I’m a little concerned.” “I’m Peyton. You?” “Jubilee.” Jubilee had to shout over the crowd. When Peyton was about to reply, the band started playing. He shrugged, but he didn’t move away from Jubilee. He and Jubilee swayed to the music, and Peyton made sure that she never had an empty glass. By the end of the show, Jubilee was giggling and yelling at Peyton’s questions, the alcohol making her inhibitions melt away.

I screenshotted the pic as Betty looked over my shoulder. “Looks like you have some obligations to meet” She snorted back. “It appears I do” I replied. “Well, one last thing before you go,” Betty said. Betty bent over her couch, pulling down her black yoga pants to reveal her bare ass “Go ahead, grab some pics” She said, and I didn’t hesitate and opened my phone and furiously snapped pics of her spread asshole. “Maybe I can convince Tina to let us do it again,” Betty said, pulling her pants up.

And just like that, the fury corroding Levi’s insides came out in a puff of laughter. How could his baby be so cute?! Ah, ah! With such a cute and lovable baby by his side, he couldn’t even stay mad! Peyton, ‘What do you mean third-rate?!? (ꐦ °Д°) I even booked the room under someone else’s name and made sure to stand away from the reception to avoid being seen!! How was I supposed to know there were hidden cameras everywhere?!?’ (ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ ┻━┻