Brooke Monk Lingerie Novels & Stories

ZAYNE I wasn’t mistaken. That was Lisa. I glanced at both Emily and Elena, needing to be sure my eyes weren’t betraying me. The look on their faces confirmed it immediately. They saw her, too. Brooke, however, was completely lost, no, not lost. He was lusting. Anyone with eyes could see it. The body-con white gown Lisa wore clung to her like it had been sewn directly onto her skin. It was simple, dangerously so, hugging her curves without apology.

She moaned out. Without realising it, I actually pressed my wrist against my cock, forcing a little pleasure through me. "Would you like that, baby? To feel my young pussy wrapped around your cóck." Brooke said, her words turning to moans. "Yes." I admitted to her. "Good," Brooke moaned, "I'm so wet right now, I nearly have this entire dildo in me." "Do you want to see it?" Brooke asked. I couldn't hold it in, "Yes," I told her.

I look up to find Brynlee standing in the doorway, and my breath catches completely. She's wearing the black lace lingerie I bought her for our second anniversary, the set that's been tucked away in her drawer since her rescue. The bra is a slip of nothing, a black wisp veined with silver thread that somehow both accentuates and elevates, pushing her already demanding chest up and together so the round curves threaten to spill out with every breath. The cups are sheer enough that the dusky pink of her nipples is visible—or would be, if she hadn't crossed her arms loosely beneath them, pushing the cleavage tight, her chin tucked down as if shy, though the flush in her cheeks and the deliberat

They smiled at each other and Monique lead us to a private room, where we were served tea and biscuits. "Is there anything specific you have in mind Luna?" Seeing the uncertain look on my face, she elaborated. "There are different kinds of lingerie, we have the pin downs, we have lace and silk" I'm not dense or anything but I have never bought a lingerie before until now so I have no idea what I want, except something sexy. Which is just the whole idea. "Why don't you just show me the most sexy things you've got? In whatever styles you have them? I want them in black, white, red and purple" I told her. "Address the bills to the castle" I added since it was my first time purchasing something

bought for Brook the day before, but she hadn't brought anything that skimpy with her for her night at Cindy's. She was wearing a skimpy bikini style pair that made her feel good the way they stretched over her body and showed off the shape of her ass and pussy mound. Brook was still wearing her bra, but she took it off and was in no more of a hurry to cover up than Cindy seemed to be. Cindy's nipples were hard and looked really nice. Brook's nipples got hard, too. She still had her mind filled with thoughts about Tom, but her friend's daring panties were earning her attention.

“As you can see I’m checking out some bikini.” I grinned, settling down on the pristine white couch close by. “I see. So, has Maria here-” I motioned to the designer. “-helped you decide on the type you want?” “Yes.” She nodded. “Nice, how about lingerie?” I tried to fight the teasing smile growing on my lips and failed. Maria caught on to it and giggled. Brooke let out an uneasy laugh. “It’s not what you’re thinking.” I raised my hands. “I'm not thinking anything.” Then looked at Maria. “Package the ones she picked and add one of the exclusively nude edition lingerie.”

Brooke was becoming his drug. Even Brooke was distracted by the thought of performing for Dan with her date for tonight, Rich, a college junior who she met during her college orientation. She contemplated what to wear and changed her mind several times before settling on a very short jean skirt, a simple sleeveless, almost sheer white blouse that would show off her low cut white lace bra which came with a matching white lace thong. She also brought a package of accessories with her. When Dan opened the door at 8 PM, Brooke greeted him with a brief kiss on the lips. She informed Dan, "I invited a friend over at about 9:00 if that's OK."

And no sooner do we wrap up than Brooke turns to me, her voice practically a purr, running her finger along my chest. "You know," she whispers, tossing a glance over her shoulder at the staff just out of earshot. The other models are slipping into robes, but Brooke stands there in her lacy bra and panties, completely comfortable. Hell, she should be. Her body is irresistibly hot. "Denise and Jessi are up for a little fun if you are." I look beyond her at Denise and Jessi, the other two models with perfectly perky tits and asses. "Maybe next time."

The blonde stood nervously in front of the large white house; the owner definitely had money. The friend of Mason’s she’d called said his name was Chris and that he’d be more than happy to see her that very evening; not to worry about the video, he’d set it up. Brooke looked down and made a face at the outfit he’d asked her to wear. The short tight black skirt wasn’t anything new; it was one of her favorites, made for showing off her long tanned legs and the firm curves of her ass. However, above that was now exposed stomach, the white flesh sliding up to where her breasts were barely held into her shirt. A purple button-up shirt was tied just beneath her huge breasts, and they wobbled as sh

Have a shower, get changed, and put some makeup on,' he says, smiling before leaving. 'Okay,' I say, smiling at his hospitality. Ten minutes later, Brooke comes upstairs with a cream blouse, navy skirt-suit, black pantyhose, and black court shoes in my size. 'Hello, I believe these are for you,' she says, smiling. 'I'm Brooke.' 'Brooke, nice to meet you. I'm Astrid. Thank you,' I say, taking the outfit from her. Brooke is slim, petite, and has blonde hair and blue eyes. She wears a navy skirt suit too.