Words To Pretty Woman Novels & Stories

They saw a delicate and beautiful woman; her figure was even more enchanting. Her whole person exuded a very charming posture, which was even more attractive to men than herself.

She wore only a bra and underwear without any other clothing. Besides, the air in the room was damp with the fragrance of the shower gel. The charming woman's hair was wet, and the water droplets around her waist glistened. "Jo, why are you so quiet? Give me the new towel now." The pretty woman turned around at that moment. Her figure was perfect, and her curves were those of car models. No, her figure was better than car models. Consequently, Logan became so nervous that he was beside himself. "Ah!" The pretty woman screamed and hurriedly put on her bathrobe. She then glared at Logan. "Who are you? What did you see?"

All of a sudden, he was beguiled. "What a beautiful woman! She's gorgeous, stunning—" Anthony thought. For a moment, he realized that he was running out of words to describe Alexia. Anthony had thought of himself as highly educated, but he couldn't think of other words to describe a beautiful woman. In fact, he had other words on his mind, but those words were too ordinary and not good enough for Alexia. His gaze traveled southward, and he almost drooled at the sight of her voluptuous curves.

A diamond pendant hung around her neck, complimenting her snow-white skin. The woman had light makeup on her face. Her eyes sparkled as if they were filled with all the stars in the sky—they were incredibly dazzling. Her hair was simply draped behind her back, adding on to the casual aesthetics of the little lady’s outfit. She appeared splendidly elegant and classy. The woman glowed in the sunlight. It was as if she was a princess walking out of a fairy tale. Everyone inhaled sharply. The woman’s appearance had overshadowed every lady in the ballroom who had dolled themselves up for the party.

Beatrice said. "Just because you have big breasts doesn't make you a better woman." I said. "Yeah, it does. You love women with big tits. Who doesn't? No one would blame you for fucking me. Cause I am the better woman. If you don't think my tits are enough, how about the fact that I'm smarter, I'm way fucking prettier, I have better hair, better legs, a way better ass, a tighter pussy, and I'm in much better shape. I can fuck for hours." Beatrice said.

*SNAP* *SNAP SNAP* *SNAP* I hate women like her. So pretty, so graceful, so devious and conniving. They use their looks to ensnare men, tricking them with false kindness just to take it away after they get exactly what they want. I can see right past that sweet little face of hers. Women like her feel they are entitled to a man's wealth because they spread their legs once, trapping those unsuspecting lovesick saps for the rest of their lives. I know women like her. They are so disgusting.

Woah. "It's really woah indeed." I said still staring at reflection in the mirror. I was way beyond sexy and even the word; beautiful wasn't enough to fit my appearance, as of now, I look seductively charming gorgeous! "Careful ma'am, you might give everyone a drool of a lifetime in that dress." The woman commented. "You're going to swoon everyone breathing tonight. Be it male or female." Another added with a wink. "I.. I can't really wear this."

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 She’s beautiful. No, I’m sorry, beautiful doesn’t even cover it. This woman is the most stunning female I have ever come across. Dark skin that practically glows under the sunlight, smooth and rich like the earth itself. Her black hair falls in waves, catching the light like silk, and every inch of her body tells a story. She’s curvy, with just enough softness to make me want to reach out and hold her, and there's a confidence in the way she carries herself that makes my chest tighten.

Putting aside her stubborn temper, she was still very pretty. At this moment, she wore a ponytail, revealing her fair and plump forehead. Under her delicate and picturesque eyebrows, there was a pair of large eyes that resembled jade-green springs, a round and pretty nose, and a pair of delicate and exquisite little mouth at the bottom. The lips were extremely beautiful and soft, as if they were accidentally touched by two rose petals. Her figure was also very slim, and her skin was almost the same color as her face, white and clean. No matter who see her, they must be tempted by such a woman.

She looked out the window for a few seconds before her eyes turned back to me. Brilliant like gems, her green eyes were as vibrant as the forest after a spring rain. They were so clear and bright, reflecting the light from the candles but also emitting their own sparkle. She wasn’t just a beautiful woman, the likes of which could be found by the dozen. Her unique qualities made her unforgettable, like the sexy curve of her upper lip and the plumpness of her bottom one. Her beauty was easily dwarfed by her poise. While some women were vain about their appearance, she was simply confident. She didn’t think too much about her looks, but not too little either.