Virgin Lips Novels & Stories

"I will make you feel good, Kristen ." That I know... Her lips...it's all about her lips. Succulent, full, firm, soft as a peach that is ripe and lush, wet from her frequent tongue swipes; they are about to wrap firmly around my throbbing cock...eager to suck forth my juices that lie waiting in a well deep within...

I do not know if I will regret what I am doing, but right now, I can't bring myself to stop. The warmth of Lisa's lips is tempting, intoxicating, clouding my senses. Just like I had always imagined, her lips are so soft, so soft that it feels like I am drowning in an ocean of the most fluffiest vanilla cupcakes you can ever imagine.

She could give Whitney a run for her money in the southern debutante category. Violet is a vision of a wet dream in this pink/peachy thing with a hem higher in the front to show off her muscular thigh, lower in the back to help showcase the tan she got today. Her arms are on full display and the lace cut outs at the top are playing peak-a-boo with her perfect cleavage. Her long hair is down – I hardly ever see it that way, but it's curly (which I've never seen) and she's got this dark stain on her lips. The stain gives me ideas about how that dark color would look smudged at the corners, or maybe smeared up and down my cock as she goes down on me. "Anthony?" Her voice is full of uncertainty,

Well, it's a bit awkward to say she's overtime when the clock hasn't hit 8 PM yet. Anyway, that scaredy cat boy was willing to hide in the toilet to prank Kate. 'She must be surprised tonight as she doesn't imagine I'm still here. Her surprised expression must be adorable too, haha.' Havie blushed. It was like that whenever he thought of Kate. That woman never fails to give him butterflies. After waiting for thirty minutes, just before the watch hit 8 PM, Kate appeared in the basement area. Havie noticed that Kate is putting purple lipstick on her lips, unlike the usual soft color she put on. She sometimes does that. But every time she do that, he feels bothered.

I replied with a big smile because she dared to ask my name. When I brought my face closer, I could smell the scent of strawberries from the cleavage of her red lips. My Omega is beautiful, sweet, and seductive at the same time, making me unable to help myself. My gaze shifted to those little lips, finding myself wanting to crush her lips. Without wasting any time, I grabbed Damelza's seductive lips, licking deeply every inch of her lip line, feeling the soft, supple texture of her red lips. I tilted my head to make it easier to explore my Omega's entire lip, my canines biting small at each end, then again kissing her lips firmly until I felt Damelza's body tremble.

I coax. She takes the lipstick from my hand and pops off the cap. I watch from inches away as she glides the end along her top and then bottom lip. It's dark red and sexy as hell. She presses her lips together and rubs them against each other in a practiced move I'm sure she's done a million times. Why this fascinates me so much is beyond me. Fuck, she's impossible to resist and I stop fighting it.

I asked . "We already contacted models to walk the show for us but we need a good make-up artist. Davi flew to Peru for the new marvel movie premiere and Kelsey... Kelsey is expecting. We don't want a baby situation happening in the last minute" I looked back at the magazine she handed to me and back at her "Why can we just do a bland make up?" "No...I want someone euphoric!... something that says art,luxury and wine!" "You mean like these one's from Euphoria? " I asked, raising the magazine up to see it clearly again.

a fake cough escaped my mouth to have Marcus' attention back to me. It was only when his eyes shifted that I noticed his head moving away from the woman's side face. I gave him a tiny smile. I leaned forward and pointed to the cuisine that was the most popular for this certain evening. "This is called Shells in Virgin. It's basically a fresh oyster with a special sauce made of virgin olive oil." "Hmm..." When I caught a whiff of a mixture of cigarette and alcohol breath that was gently blown on my cheek, I flinched. I turned to face Marcus, who I hadn't realized was pressing in closer to me. I instantly sat up with my back to the wall.

A fat red stick with a sharp tip was revealed. I know this, I see this every time, it is, “A lipstick?” However, Victor shook his head, he said, “It is not just a lipstick. It is a weapon.” He twisted the lipstick up and pressed the tip on my lips, he traced the line of my lips as he applied it on me. I looked in the mirror. Once again, I was astonished. Just looking at my red lips made me feel hot enough, I licked my lower lips and bit it with my teeth. I’m telling you, I can be so turned on if a girl does that to me.

Making violet panic and more cream spill against her mouth. “Anse—“. The lower part of my lips settled in between hers, squeezing in gently with my right hands cupped against her chin and the other massaging behind her neck. Her lips, soft and moist responsive to every act, my hands slide down her neck and clear a path for further worship. A soft moan escapes her mouth causing my lips to path open in a hungry manner. My hands meddled down her bosom, every touch made Violet submit. All it wanted was having violet over my corner while I tease every section that makes her whole.