Big Buldge In Pants Novels & Stories

His boner strains visible against his pants as he begins undressing. He takes off his shirt first, revealing perfectly built abs that come into view, making my mouth water as I imagine what it’d be like to drag my tongue along every ridge. My heart instantly begins to hammer in my chest when he starts taking off his pants. I don’t know what to expect, but I’m damn sure I’ll like it. His cock springs out of his pants— thick, enormous, veiny, and so hard it curves slightly upward, nothing like anything I’ve taken before.

Catalina Maria. I swallow for my throat has become dry. Words fail me as I stare at the obvious bulge in his pants. It is a large pointed bulge that strains against the fabric of his pants. I must be seeing things. It is obviously heavy and pronounced in a way that makes my pulse stutter and my body lock up. A stroke of need so visible it’s almost unbearable to look at before he hastily drops his shirt over it. Is that why he turned away from me?

He was out of the limousine before it even rolled completely to a stop, the bulge between his thighs straining against the fabric of his pants; threatening to rip the restraining zipper open Here he was, all 6ft 2 inches of cold, determined male being brought to his knees by a petite woman, barely up to his chest

He was wearing a thin sleeveless black top, which flexed his muscles, and gray pants, but they were showing everything, as I could measure the size of his cock from the pants. Ooww! I screamed in my head, as my eyes stayed glued on his bulge, which was so evident through his gray pants, and I couldn’t help remembering the night we had at the hotel room. It wasn’t a wonder that I could barely walk straight the next morning; his cock was too huge not to wreck me, but why did he wear such pants in the house? Because the pants were showing everything. Grey pants are trouble! But I was secretly overjoyed since I was the only one around to see such a sight, and I imagined how full my mouth would b

He said with a mischievous smile. The said outfit consists of a pair of leather pants, similar to those he wore last night and extremely tight. Although we are indeed about the same height, my thighs are a bit larger than his and my chest slightly bulkier. The t-shirt he gave me hugs me tightly and is quite short, so much that if I lift my arm the slightest, my navel will say hello to the world. It doesn't help that the waistband of the pants is so low, I really hope I won't get an erection otherwise something else will be waving hello to the world.

"All of them?" There's an undercurrent of danger in his voice. A wicked promise that seeing all of them will require more clothing to be stripped away. At my slight nod, he unclips his belt. My knees squeeze together from the sound of it sliding from the loops. Watching me closely, he unzips his pants. They're pushed down his hips, exposing black briefs that barely contain his massive erection. His thighs are thick with muscle. I could use his obliques for handlebars. The paths around his abdominals are deep enough to fill with water without losing a drop. Where does a man who does so much scheming find the time to work out? Is he naturally built like this?

Despite the small victory I had in the room negotiating my release, he is still an intimidating monster. He watches me from head to toe and drinks me in before getting up on his feet. I too drink him in. This time, he has traded his blue buttonless vest for a green silky shirt that still does very little to conceal his bulging muscles. When he flexes his arms, it is as though the shirt would give in and rip. He has on black pants and the very noticeable bulge at the front of his pants jumps right at me. I look up immediately and see that he is watching me.

pants and a white tee, which clung to his body perfectly. His biceps stretched across the white tees, showcasing his sculpted shoulders and broad chest. His loose pants hung low on his hips. My mouth watered instantly by the sight. His mussed hair made him appear more sexy. And his eyes pierced mine with so much intensity that it made my cheeks reddened and my thighs hot. I clenched them tightly. My eyes traveled down to his pants. And the huge bulge I saw made me gulp hard. I was taken back to the night when he had entered me. How big he felt. How hard-

I spat back. He chuckled darkly before reaching into his hands into the depths of his pockets. "Not really." My eyes followed suit for my own safety. Just below the tight shirt he was wearing, Right under the V line that made me feel some type of way, I noticed a bulge in his pants.

It slides down his huge chest to his chiseled abs and dissolves into the waistband of his pants. Oh… The bulge in his pants comes into view. I stare at it, my saliva buds working overtime. God! How can one man be so perfectly made! Ace folds his arms and smiles. “There you are.”