Tall Women Novels & Stories

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Here, the woman is happy as a sangirl to this guy who has saved her. At this time, they go to the room where they make a pleasure. Here, Brown is out of mind to this woman. Thus, he would not allow her to be engaged with another guy. Without knowing, this woman has a lot of men who are still taking their hat off on her even if, her profession is prostitution.

Chase, who had entered Yara's sea of consciousness, saw two beautiful women. One of them was Yara. Yara was bound up by a black rope that was burning with spectral fire. They looked menacing. The other woman was a beautiful middle-aged woman in black. She was covered with black flames. Her fair upper breasts were exposed. She had a beautiful face that did not seem to age. That woman was beautiful, but not as gorgeous as Yara. However, she was extremely seductive and had eyes that teased. Her extremely confident mannerisms gave her even more charm.

Stylish men and women mingled in small groups, sipping red wine and chatting spiritedly. Guarding the perimeter, a cadre of men in black stood sentinel, their formidable presence and sharp gazes unmissable. Near the entrance, a cluster of middle-aged guests surrounded a statuesque woman, engrossed in conversation. At 35 years old, she was the epitome of elegance, with refined features and a captivating presence, highlighted by a tiny beauty mark between her brows and flawless skin. Standing at about five feet seven, her poise was regal, her movements graceful, radiating a mature charm.

The tall woman was slim, like a model, with strong features and a masculine beauty. “Hey!” Seno shouted angrily. But the strange woman only smiled. It seemed she had lost her mind, or... was she planning something? “Hi.”

My eyes lifted, and I mirrored her smile. Her tall 5’8 figure towered over me as she planted her spread fingers across the small clear space on my desk. She was the tallest woman at work, blessed with badass curves, perfect heavy boobs, and an almost obscenely big, round ass that beautifully complemented her hourglass shape. It made every man in the office—including the boss—turn their heads in lust. She was lucky I wasn’t a lesbian, because I would have buried my face deep between those fat, juicy cheeks, sucking and tongue-fucking her sweet, dripping pussy until she screamed my name.

They wore sneaking suits with blowguns, fiercely glaring at everyone under them. Those people were all well-coordinated. Clearly, they were all trained experts. They could surely hold back against Harvey and the others if they wanted to. A woman in a bathrobe pushed the door before entering the room. She was only five feet tall, but an unspeakable aura could be felt with each step. A few women in bathrobes were following behind while they also pridefully looked down on the crowd. Most of the men gulped after seeing the sight. After all, the women of the Island Nations were extremely well-renowned!

She wasn’t an overly tall woman by any stretch of the imagination, but then again she didn’t need to be to command attention. Walking in she was an Asian woman of about 5’3’’, wearing a very short skirt on her that went up about mid thigh, and wearing a pair of dark stockings that went all the way down to her feet as she walked in high heels. To compliment the playful skirt, she wore a dark, tight blouse that looked a size or two too small for her, which only amplified the magnitude of the size of her large, soft looking breasts. They were definitely more than a handful. She completely looked like she was more than a handful in other ways.

She was just as tall as Adelynn and was more on the slender side. "Definitely the striped" Sue said and the lady grinned. "I'm Tallie. You are?" "I'm Sue, she's Addie" Sue said, a smile on her face. "It's nice to meet you guys. I'm new to the area and I would love to hang out with you two. You seem to be lovely ladies. Let's have lunch together?" Tallie said and both women exchanged puzzled glances. "If that's okay with you. I really don't want to pressure you into doing something you don't want to do" she added. Adelynn smiled.

Beautiful, polished, each one unique in their elegance and allure. There were women with hair as golden as sunlight, some dark and mysterious, with ebony skin that seemed to catch the moonlight just right. Others had bronzed, caramel skin, with striking dark eyes that smoldered even from a distance. Tall, slim women with sculpted cheekbones and feline grace strode confidently, while curvier women with bright, inviting smiles followed behind, moving with ease like they belonged here. A few petite women with wide, doe-like eyes and a shy, skittish demeanor clung to the arms of their taller friends, clearly uncomfortable yet just as stunning.