Boob Slip Novels & Stories

Something wicked bubbled up; I wanted proof of how filthy I felt. I stacked the pillows behind me, then angled the phone on the little tripod I always travel with. Hit record. Started slow. My nightgown straps slipped off one shoulder; one heavy breast spilled free, nipple already tight from the AC and my own heat. I cupped it, lifted it to let the camera catch the way it jiggled when I pinched the peak between thumb and finger. A soft moan slipped out. I tugged harder; watching the dark bud pucker. I loved how obscene it looked on the tiny screen.

She came up laughing and sputtering water and wiping her eyes and hair back. My eager eyes quickly saw her bra had slipped down completely and I saw both of her unobstructed breasts with the rosy pink nipples standing at attention. Like hard marbles on very puffy areolae. She had more going on upstairs than I had imagined. Again, she seemed to take her time pulling up the bra. I just couldn't figure out, was she just unconscious about her bare chest, or was she teasing me. Of course this time I did my best to look up to her face and congratulated her on her excellent backflip.

Nipples lіkе реnсіl еrаѕеrѕ роkе through thе material, mocking me. And then a tit slips out оf her tор. Just оnе. I аlmоѕt сrеаm my pants. Thіѕ absolutely ѕlауѕ mе, іrrаtіоnаllу turnіng me оn іn ways I саn’t ԛuаntіfу. I ѕhіvеr, take a dеер breath, fоrсе mуѕеlf tо calm dоwn.

Damn his lips were in that fucking smile again, could he stop being perfect for just a second? "Yeah I'm sure you will," I nodded and it was followed by a long silence. "Very well then I guess you better get going." I bent to retrieve my kimono from the floor where it had dropped and that was a big mistake because my right boob slipped out of my bra, "shit!" I gasped and realised it was because the strap at the back had come undone. "Why is the earth working against me?" I groaned, trying to fix it, holding my boobs with one arm and fiddling with the strap from behind.

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

He kissed my boobs through my bra, and before I could say another word, he slid his hands and unhooked my bra. sliding it off me without much stress. With our eyes locked, his hands cupped my breasts, kneading them like a fluffy dough of bread, tugging at my nipples. I groaned silently. I loved what he was doing to me, and I was relishing it with reckless abandon.

Countless, non-stop movements, boiling us to the ground as our bodies collided. Sensually, Ally removed my andies, sliding it with a foot as it reached halfway, lifting my shirt to my face, then sucking my perky boobs, playing her tongue to my pert nipple as cupping the other one. Adrenaline spiked as she stopped for a moment, searching for something I gulp the moment her penis strap glimpse into my sight. It was bigger, longer than before.

She tugged the strings tight, the fabric nestling snugly against her smooth pussy lips, the low cut exposing the gentle swell of her hips and the dimples at the base of her spine. Slipping on the top, she adjusted the cups over her full, milk-swollen breasts, but even at their smallest setting, they barely contained her. The soft flesh bulged at the edges, threatening to spill out with every breath, her nipples already pebbling against the thin material from the cool air conditioning.

my voice calls his attention back to me. My fingers slowly dragged down my dress from my chest region, revealing my boobs before him. I whiff inwardly as his eyes can’t stop staring at my boobs. I know he loves what he’s seeing and wants to feel them. But he was struggling within himself to overcome me. Gently, I pinch my nipples with my fingers and softly moan the word, “Ouch!” my teeth biting my lower lip as I lock gaze with him. I move even closer to him, spreading his arms apart as I place my boobs on his chest, pressing them in.

My hands slip under her T-shirt, fingers gliding up her spine. One hand moves to her belly, then travels up. When I reach her breast, I find a hard nipple—fuck, she’s not wearing a bra. My cock twitches painfully at the discovery. I cup her breast, squeezing gently. A moan escapes her lips, her head resting against my chest.