Pouty Looks Novels & Stories

"Because I wanted to suprise you. Now look. You're surprised." We both laughed at each other. Psy has really begun to grow into her already gorgeous looks. Her golden locks are just as lush, but now, they're even longer, going down to her mid back in gorgeous curls. Her blue eyes are just as bright, and her freckles are still super cute. Her body has been filling out well, too. She has a nice hourglass shape. She's hippy and has full breasts already.

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My cheeks are flushing beet red, my heart is beating a thousand times per minute, and my vocal cord is lodged somewhere…probably at the bottom of my boots. He silently and patiently waits for a few seconds before he finally says, "sweetheart, you're supposed to say you love me too." I take a deep breath and say, "yea…what you said." He pulls back, looking appalled. He stares down at my face for a second before he bites his bottom lip like he's trying not to laugh, then sticks it out into a pout. How in the world can a pout look so hot and manly on a man???

she pouted looking so aborable "Stop with the pouts. You look more uglier when you do that shît" he spat and her eyes widened "Am not ugly!" she defended "Says who? Girl,you look like a doll. A ragged one" he said and she gasped. "Lewis am not ugly" she said trailing behind "Melanie, you're ugly "he teased further "Lewis,am not ugly !"she rasped this time tears followed. Lewis couldn't help but laugh. It's been long he met someone like her

Third Person POV (Penny/Eevee) Looking at herself in the mirror, Penny, formally known as Eevee, couldn’t help but smile at her reflection. She had always been beautiful with her sapphire blue eyes and her long silky blond hair. Her skin had always been flawless, and her figure had always been perfect with ample breasts and an hourglass waistline. Men had always looked at her with such lust-filled eyes and she didn’t mind flaunting what she had to get what she wanted.

Petris is coming back today and she wanted us to go on a picnic. at first i denied but then it hurt me to see her sad for which i hate myself. while waiting for her I started strolling in the garden when i saw her! The most beautiful women i have ever seen in my entire life!! Her fair but warm skin , her beautiful blue eyes, her sugar pink lips, those blonde straight hairs up into a high pony that body and features could easily beat any top model. then it hit me as my wolf exclaimed "MATE!" she has kind of a strange aura of power i can feel it but.....

She was looking up at the camera, and despite the sexy pose had a demure look on her face. For whatever reason that look got to him more than the 'come fuck me' type looks she flaunted in other pictures. He loved her lips in a slight pout, her doe eyes peering through her lashes and her long curly hair framing her face, she looked much younger, and certainly not innocent, but not aggressive either.

Pouting . Wait ...pouting . "Okay , okay. Dude stop pouting. It's weird . " I said, making a fake cringe face . "Oh come on . I know you like me more like this ." He said grinning sheepishly. "Huh" I scoffed, rolling my eyes . He quickly clutched my hair . Bringing me close . "Roll your eyes one more time like that and you will regret it ." He said, In a serious tone . I gulped hard . Looking into his eyes . I can see lust and desire .

Cute as her figure was, with a firm tight ass that set off and enhanced her bust, it was her pretty face which drew me more than anything, with its striking blue-grey eyes, perky mouth and overall pixie-like quality. Her hair, originally light brown, had been dyed a natural blonde colour reminiscent of the richness of a summer cornfield; it was cut short in feathery layers to just below the ears, in a gamine style that signalled ‘I can be as wild as the naughtiest boy – but still as soft and feminine as the cutest girl’. At last, Preshy stood before me, having provocatively flounced in wearing her final coup de grace: a pair of barely-existent string panties made from two tiny triangular wis

“You say that about every guy that you see.” “But this time, I mean it!” Courtney gathers her blonde hair in a ponytail in front of her locker. There are hairpins sticking out of her lips as she talks. “He was ridiculously attractive, and his butt?” she rolls her eyes and sighs dreamily. “I wish I had snapped a picture...”