Winter Blanco Sextape Novels & Stories

She hoped that Jake, who had only gotten out of detention a few minutes earlier, might still be getting dressed. Tiptoeing into the locker room, Bianca peeked around the corner and heard a faint whimpering coming from the other end of the room. Wondering what could possibly be making that sound, Bianca walked forward and gasped in shock. Her boyfriend was completely naked, his perfect blond hair uncharacteristically disheveled, grunting like an animal. Sweat was pouring down his chiseled body, making his impressive six-pack glisten in the soft, afternoon light. Bianca looked down at his tight, sexy ass and then, to her horror, saw that his fully erect, six-inch cock was slamming in and out o

“Axon, I was so worried. What happened? Why are you standing in the doorway, come inside.” I move inside and wait for Marco to enter. As soon as Bianca sees him her eyes grow large. She rushes past me to hold him in her arms. I decide at that moment to take Tati up on her offer and follow her into the washroom. I’m sure Bianca and Marco will want some privacy. I know I do. We enter the washroom and Tati helps me undress. She gasps and looks down at my chest. There’s tiny pieces of glass embedded into my skin. Thankfully they are shallow. Tati pulls a pair of tweezers from the first aid kit that she retrieved from the vanity.

he said. "Now what? What do I do with it?" Dylan asked, looking at his abdomen. "What?" Archie looked at him. "This…" Dylan pointed to his abdomen. "Oh... that," Archie looked away from Dylan's abdomen and back to his previous position, "just clean or wash it..." Dylan let out a hiss. "We had sex at the Moncher mansion... now what?" "How come now what?" "We weren't supposed to lie down in this place... after all, we're in separate rooms..."

"I mean, it's the same tabloid that spread rumors about Willow and Tony—" "Too soon," Ashton interrupted him, then refocused his attention on Blanca. "How? When? Where? Why?" Blanca's body crumples to the ground, her fingers nervously pulling at the sleeves of her oversized sweater adorned with stars. She hesitantly speaks, her gaze shifting between me and her older brother. "Sex. It happened on the last day of school before winter break. We were in the back of his car because I was into him," she confesses, her amber eyes filled with worry. "I'm only a few weeks late, and I know I've messed up, especially with school. Mom and Dad can't find out about this, not until I figure out if it's rea

She's been a freak since birth. "Rixa, I've caught a fly!" Shunee called walking in the back door. "Shunee, stop! Hyunjin set traps before the Tome was able to trap them all. I don't know where all the traps are, so stay still. Doc O. is sniffing out as many traps as he can." Rixa shouted. All Shunee could hear was Brody’s laughrer from behind her. She wished she could stay his mouth as well as his body.

"You did." "Look, I'm not trying to say that you're a liar or that any of these is a lie, but the thing is, I don't seem to know any of these things you're talking to me about. I'm not whoever you're taking me to be. My name's Winter, not Vinci and I'm a girl and not a man —”

June impatiently said her fingers tapping the table while her left hand tucked her phone away, her eyes gazing at the closed door every now and then. "Yes!" she whispered in triumph, ejecting the USB from the laptop and quickly turning it off before hiding the device in her bra. Just as her hand was sliding in her bra to hide the device the door opened and in came Mr. White whose facial expression was confused upon seeing the scene in front of him. June had her right hand inside her bra while her two top buttons were opened and she was frozen in space like a deer stuck in headlights. All she could think about was that she got caught while all he could think about was if she was trying to sed

When he turns back to face me, my lips tremble, and I stammer out a single word: "Vivaldi." His eyes gleam with amusement as he licks the Hunter's blood from his fingers, raising an eyebrow in a playful waggle. "It is I, Snowboy," he says with a smirk, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar—or in this case, the blood.

I moved forward, stretching my hands in a plight to stop the villagers from moving any further. "We're Monsters Vamparina." His hand went beneath my legs, lifting me off the floor and into his hands. "Hold tight." "You're not going, no..." Their voices disappeared, my eyes closing the next minute. We were going so fast that I could barely exhale, my body trembling in his hands. I held him tight, my face buried in his abdomen. "Don't tell me you're scared." He chuckled, his grip tightening as he increased his pace. I was filled with the urge to scream, but I couldn't; the wind kept slapping me shut.