Amouranth Shorts Novels & Stories

She was merely wearing thin shorts that too of a small size and so, Alex could easily see her white skin. He barely remembers her wearing short pants or skirts, this was the first time he was watching her in fewer clothes that hardly covered her skin! "You... Really... Came... Here... To see me?" Amara stressed every word, her forefinger poked the corner of his lips as her eyes adorned his face. "Yes, I did come here... Only for you" As soon as Alex stated that than Amara forced her body on him whilst she hugged him tighter. Her arms circled his neck hugging him like her teddy as her lips cried loudly near his ears. However, those tears were of happiness. Tbc...

Next up is my short shorts. The only bad part is I’m not wearing any panties inside it. I should’ve worn one. He doesn’t take his burning gaze off me as I bend forward, pulling the waistband of the shorts down. A muscle in his jaw ticks, and I can’t tell if it’s out of annoyance or it’s something else entirely. What am I even doing? My shorts gather like a puddle around my leg, and Marciano stretches his arm out to me again. This time

Jasper says apologetically rushing over with Marcus at his side. I glance at Marcus; momentarily distracted by his workout shorts and grey tank top, the kind that dip really low at the sides showing off every delicious muscle Goddess Morrtemis blessed him with. I fight the urge to gulp and mentally think over what I’m wearing. Got my hair in a ponytail, am wearing a black sports bra and blue, white, and black cheetah print leggings. Do I look okay? Wait, why should I care? “It’s not wrong to want to look good for our animai, Amelia. It’s only natural. Trust me you look great and I’m sure him seeing this much skin is going to make him suffer,” Zara sniggers. Her words give me some satisfactio

Camila teased while Amora was giggling all the way before she began to put on the black mini dress which was strapless and at the same time, almost see through. “The dress is so exposing Amora.” “That's what Antonio wants. He wants me to wear something like this. He said he likes seeing my legs and back. And my neck too.” Amora said with glowing eyes. “He loves his women in short revealing dresses.” ********** “And where are you going dressed like that?” Antonio asked furrowing his brows, his legs crossed, his phone tablet in his hand when Vittoria walked out wearing a short black tight dress and red high heels, “I've warned you that I don't like seeing my own woman in a short revealing dres

He is your priority, your passion and your everything. This is the kind of love that every girl or woman wants. That deep and selfless love. Be it a working woman or your normal day girl--at some point in your life, you do dream of that selfless love. And my dream came to life in form of Akshay. Our relationship started with abhor and it turned to amour. My Akshay- My Amour. {}

Mia closed her eyes as she took one last glance at her reflection in the mirror. Her glittering black swimsuit shorts sparkled under the bright lights, accentuating her toned physique. The shorts were perfectly paired with white thigh-high boots that added a touch of edginess to her overall look. The boots were made of a shiny material that caught the light, making her legs seem to go on forever.

Alexander lifted an eyebrow when Amari tightly gripped the sheets. "Good. If you're lucky, you'll get more later," he replied before reaching for her the button on her jeans. Seconds later, Amari's jeans joined her socks on the floor, leaving her in her dark purple thong. Alexander couldn't help himself and began to massage the warm flesh of her thighs, eliciting even more moans from Amari. His hands slid up her sides until her sweater was over her head, revealing her supple breasts in a dark purple bra.

I love you. Thank Raf for me. Good night. Love you too. I make quick work of brushing my teeth and throwing on my pajamas. I put on my pale peach silk shorts and a matching camisole with more lace than silk. They are sexy pajamas and I feel beautiful in them. No one has ever seen me wear them, but I still like the confidence boost I get whenever I see myself in the mirror. The color suits my skin tone and the shorts show off my legs perfectly. But the chest area is what is the most eye catching. This shirt makes my breats look phenomonal.

"I don't think- never mind, we don't have to-" "Oh, for Pete's sake!" Amy flustered. Her hands shot to Matt's hips. He was wearing black, baggy athletic shorts that were unlucky for him because his feeble attempt to defend his shorts being pulled down was futile. "There's not a chance I'm risking you going home and finding another certain girl to relieve yourself inside." His stepmother said the gritted teeth. By the time Amy had gotten his shorts and boxers around his thighs and had her hand around his soft cock, Matt had given up all hope of stopping her. Instead, he had resigned to shrinking back and down in his chair as a young couple passed their SUV.

Amoux was too handsome when his ears were red, aside from his face. “Oh, what's wrong if I'm wearing this revealing lingerie? There's nothing wrong with it. I know that I have a sexy ass.” Leah yelled, which made Amoux stunned for a little moment. She saw how he swallowed as he closed his eyes as if he was stopping himself from acting recklessly. She smirked. Almera clapped her hands. She was too proud that her friend was too full of herself. She pursed her lips and smacked Leah's butt, which made Leah's mouth hang open.