Soft Gamine Hair Novels & Stories

Levi smiles and waves at me while Mina glares at me as she takes a sip from her special smoothie. Mina has medium brown hair that goes slightly past her shoulders with fringe bangs, a full face of makeup, and hazel eyes. Mina has a model body and is on the taller side. I’m sure she could be a model if she wanted to. She isn’t bad looking, but nothing about her feels natural. Without all the makeup and designer clothes, I have a feeling she would be more average than the bombshell she creates for the world.

His eyes glowed red as he felt his wolf’s power. In the chamber next to the hall, Samantha sat on a wooden seat as elderly omegas worked around her with patient hands. They threaded strands of gold beads through her hair, weaving braids into a crown-like pattern. She wore a dark silk gown that clung and flowed at once. It was embroidered with runes stitched in silver thread.

I found the way he moved with a confident, yet not overly so, posture alluring. He was close enough that I could vaguely smell the traces of sweat from hard work and something about that sent my hormones into overdrive and I felt my body tingle ever so slightly. I drifted my gaze away from his concentrated expression to his hair since I felt that it would be the safer option. His hair was neither long nor short but somewhere in between and it was completely dishevelled and slightly windswept which was probably the result of running away from the rest of our year. While both our hair was red, mine was more of a flaming coppery red colour. My hair was vibrant and somewhat similar to the sun wi

Music played in the background - a sultry, slow rhythm that just pulls you in. My gaze fell on Samantha, standing by the window, the moon shining on her. She was in black lingerie that hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her full breasts and toned thighs. Her wavy hair draped down. She faced me, and I'd never seen her like this - her makeup was bold and provocative, smoky eyes and deep red lips that screamed danger. A smirk appeared on her face like she knew exactly what I was thinking.

thing whenever he was in the mood. Wiretop was about Rose's age, with messy violet and orange dyed blonde hair that looked like it was trimmed by a committee of the blind. His body was skinny as a toothpick and was not much to look at. It appeared he had not had a decent meal in forever. Sam added a note to the file, saying that was part of the secret appeal, Wiretop had pretty good stamina but he got his wires crossed so he was crazy to eat pussy before, during and after it was fucked by anyone. Most men would consider this behavior unmanly, a sign of weakness, and gay. But to the female contingent of geeks it was his main appeal.

A very embarrassed Galden in just unbutton jeans, had run over to me and threw the blanket on me, explaining that we couldn’t run around naked all the time. That night Luna Davene had my hair shaved off. Sapphire had been right; it was matted beyond repair and so dirty we couldn’t even tell the color. It took two weeks to get enough growth that we determined my hair color was a golden blonde, like Galdens. Lucky for me werewolf’s hair grew considerably faster than humans and at three months post ‘weed wack’ as Galden called it, it was a halo of unruly golden curls on my head. Luna Davene said it would be gorgeous once it grew out, but I wasn’t too worried about it. I got enough unwanted atte

I squeaked, clearing my throat at the end. "Yes, thank you. Now, shh." I silently ran the tip of my fingers into his hair, cautiously, as if one wrong move would make him snap out of it. I was in a little shock as my fingers laced into the cinnamon-brown strands I'd always dreamt about. It was silkier than I ever imagined. Neo's hair was in no way close to the amazing soft texture of Zayne's hair. The incredible softness urged me to dig my nails further, so I did, carefully combing my fingers through his locks. Wonderful.

“Maybe it’s because you guys haven’t had sex yet” Gemma peered through the small gap and almost shouted out in surprise. Connor’s head was shaped in a weird way, his normal white blond hair was black! Did he dye it? And his ears! Why were they shaped so weird and almost pointed? The second person came into view and Gemma’s mouth fell open.

she asks. I lean up and feast my eyes on her supermodel physique and can't resist running my fingers through her pubic hair. I've heard of women's pubic hair being called fur, but this is the first one that actually feels like fur. Denise's tight curls are soft and cushiony as I comb my fingers around the neatly trimmed oval. The spongy hair right next to her pussy lips is wet and matted from her orally stimulated orgasm with Tracy. "Come on, Nick," Denise pleads. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

He billowed around in a white gown and stopped next to Teddy, putting a hand on his shoulder. Teddy craned his neck around to look up at him as he stood, eyes closed, a mountain of hair and gown. Gorham’s hairstyle could best be described as ‘interesting’. On top, was a bundle of greying, bouncy curls, at the back of which hung long, straight, teased, and dry strands which rounded out like a platypus tail. It clearly needed an enormous amount of maintenance. It reminded Teddy of the over-the-top hairstyles of some 1980s popstars.