Puss Boots Humpty Dumpty Novels & Stories

The punch was enough to take the man out. The kids stood together and Todd looked down at his men on the floor, one unconscious and the other writhing in pain. “Not bad,” he praised the kids. “You little punks seem to have more fire in you than your useless elders.” Big Todd took off his leather jacket and the way his cotton top clung to his muscular body was intimidating. “I aint scared of you,” Patty hissed. She let the rolling pin fall from her hand then produced her wolf claws.

She's grinning from ear to ear, but it has a frisson of Not Allowed about it… "Ah, that's a fine sight. Love the boots." Wonder if she'll come like this… .... Time to rise to the challenge.... "Let's just get you warmed up, eh…?" Like something from a cheap porn movie, I've got her: booted, hatted, in Day-Glo jacket and her perfect ass presented. And despite her protests, her pretty pink pussy is reddening and has the beginnings of a glistening trickle. Shoving a foot between her ankles to broaden her stance and open her up a bit.... .... Easy access....

he said in a husky nervous voice, "I see you're ready for me." The sexy blonde was in the centre of a device strewn room. She was standing though not fully upright. Isabelle was on tip toes, eight inch heeled boots the black rubber up to her thighs. The boots were so tight they seemed to mould to her perfect calves; her ankles visible in the tight material her thighs gripped firmly by the boot tops.

I gasped, but his gaze held mine, steady and burning, waiting for a sign of refusal. None came. He sank lower, his kisses trailing fire down my collarbone, my stomach, until my body arched helplessly beneath him. When his mouth found my throbbing glass pussua , heat and shock burst through me all at once. A strangled sound left my throat, half-sob, half-plea, my hands tangling in his hair as he worshiped me with every stroke, every breath.

"Butt!" His master called again. "Master don't you like that Immortal clothes that I picked for you?" Butt said. "Arghh!" Luis Park walked in big steps closer at him. His face is beat red! *slap *slap and *2 slaps "Ouch...that hurts master." Butt said in pain. Then Butt looked at his master and what he saw is unbelievable! "....." "This..." But called. "Master I'm sorry!" *slap

Go ahead and make a plan, animals. "What about me? Isn't there another hole?" Another fool said laughing. "I have an idea, two of us in the pussy. Let's smash it so we can't walk anymore." They all laughed and I felt it approaching them. "Okay, boss? I'll take off my blouse first so we can see how big her boobs are. It's like we're all going to have a hug." Everyone laughed. "Bet it, let it begin!" Their boss shouted. I smiled sparingly. They all clapped and I heard their pants come down.

Then the door was flung wide open, and a tall black man in a hot pink caftan and matching turban grinned broadly. "Look who's home," he sang. "And making all kinds of noise, too. Welcome back, doll." Poppy gave him a tired smile. "Hi, Roxy. Sorry about the noise. Why aren't you at the club?" He lifted the skirt of the caftan and stuck out his right foot. It was bandaged and encased in a grey plastic walking boot. "Like a dumbass, I fell at rehearsal the other day. My new stiletto snapped. I guess they weren't made to hold 250 pounds of fabulous," he laughed. "I'm out of commission for at least another week."

I scoffed raising Charlie onto my lap and taking his paws, leaning forward and poking Reeds cheek with his paw, "You're just a shit teacher," I mean what type of teacher runs their hand down a naked leg? Yeah. A shit pervert one. Reed muttered something putting the medicine back into the cabinet an I looked a Charlie, "Someones an angry puss in boots, ah boy?"

The most dangerous people in the world in this one mansion. “Daddy, pop-pop. I’m awake.” I look up and see Rebel walking towards us, rubbing her eyes and her long blonde hair sticking up in every direction. Her little pyjama pants rolled up and twisted. Her top wrinkled and in her free hand is her unicorn plushy. Of course Boomer is walking beside her.

We are both breathing heavy. Then he tears them completely and pulls them down and off me. I step out of them still wearing my black, low-heeled boots that I bought in Vegas. They have small diamante studs on the heel. My favorite. “Fuck me, you look sexy with your jeans in tatters at your ankles and your boots on.” He wastes no time as he drops to his knees and parts my legs slightly. His knuckles graze my buttercup, lace panties. His nose goes to my core.