Stephanie Beatriz Boobs Novels & Stories

“Steph’s POV” I carefully scanned the woman’s face who called my husband and claiming she isn’t believing that he’s off the market. I stared at her and my eyes grew as my jaw drops realizing who it was. Though she cuts her hair like that, didn’t puts make up on her face and wearing a lose shirt, I can tell who she is… she is Beatriz Ilacad.

I open it. "Stephanie. Oh my God. You're back!" I look at Stephanie Burnham. She is a beautiful woman. She has gotten taller, and her hair is long. She has long black straight hair. She always looked like a Halloween brat. I loved that about her. It was always weird to me that a prep like Brittany and a punk-like Steph were ever friends. I'm not sure how they came to be friends. But I know it has something to do with me.

Stephan pressed her boobs hurting Josalina in enjoyment and when finally felt her excited nipple, he inserted his two finger in her bra just to pull her nipple. Josalina raised her back a bit and raced her hand behind her back to unhook her bra. She threw her bra away and Stephan got down to play with her boobs. At once he swollowed her plumpy boob and used his finger to teace her hardened nipple. He then bit her nipple and pulled it. Josalina moaned and pushed Stephan. Stephan got away and saw Josalina hald naked looking sexier than before laying on his bed. As he sat down staring at Josalina, Josalina carried her weight to get up too.

It was making a sloppy sound as she stroke him. "I can't believe we are doing this." Stephen mumbled. "What about touching my breasts while I stroke you?" She asked and before Stephen could say anything, she raised the hem of her shirt and pulled it off her body. Stephen saw himself himself looking at his step sister's breast. It was big and firm. Her nibble was to hard and pointing.

Leave him alone " I stand up I have to stand on the tip my toes to reach his cheek as I plant a kiss on his cheek with that he leaves glaring at Alison. "Your stepbrother is creepy" He's Seventeen leave him alone weren't you a creep at that age "no I wasn't if he wasn't so weird I am sure girls will be lining up at the door" I shrug "let's go " checking myself in the mirror one more time my black silk dress shirt coming short to my thick thighs "this dress does wonders for my skin " Alison snort "you know you hot so stop let's go " Jealous much "yeah it's unfair you have boobs the ass the face I am pretty but I have these" she cups her A cups "let's go have fun you look hot ".

But Zara kept it casual. I more than made up for Zara's lack of concern, however, with my own reaction. I gaped. I gawped. My step sister sat back on the couch in nothing but a lacy black bra and a pair of tiny, scarlet shorts. You'd think she'd just showed me the mysteries of the universe. And, to some extent, she truly had. There are no words to describe what Zara had revealed to me. Her bra covered a good portion of her breasts, but still. Her boobs were massive. Full and proud. Yet perfectly shaped and wonderfully peachy.

Yadiel’s Point of View- Before I laid eyes on Stephanie, I hadn't grasped the full extent of her beauty. When I finally saw her, my breath caught in my throat. Her striking features immediately drew me in. Stephanie's eyes, a mesmerizing shade of piercing blue, sparkled with intelligence and carried a hint of mischief. They held an intense gaze that seemed to penetrate my soul, revealing layers of strength and determination. Her silky, golden locks cascaded down her back, framing a face that seemed carved by angels. High cheekbones perfectly complemented her flawless, porcelain-like complexion.

Reese Fatico is her full name, but I refer to her as Reese Posie. She, unlike me, has a say in what she does with her life. She's a food critic, and even though she eats a lot, I'm always amazed at how she manages to keep her Victoria's Secret model shape. It's still a mystery to me. Her long blonde hair resembles Elsa from the Disney film Frozen. Her cheeks often get fluffy as she eats, so I call her a chipmunk. She loves food as much as she loves me, but I'm not complaining. "So, what's your plan?" I asked Reese, who sat across from me at the time. I was expecting a clear plan from her when she came to my office.

He tossed the shirt on the floor. He began to loosen the buttons of her nighties. He stared breathlessly at the chocolate breasts right in front of his face. The nipples of her breasts were darker than the breasts itself. They were hard. He wasted no more time admiring as he groped on her soft breasts with both hands. He drove his head downwards and buried his mouth into her left nipple. He sucked on her breasts hungrily and she moaned. Stephanie's upper body rose and fell intermittently as she moaned pleasurably. She ran her hand romantically over his head. Then she lifted his head and directed it towards her other nipple which he sucked on rolling his tongue all over it.