Crusty Thong Novels & Stories

My tits bounced wild, skirt flapping to flash arse; thong tugged my clit with each yank. Bedroom door slammed; he shoved me onto the mattress—bouncing on silk sheets, dress riding to waist, thong exposed: soaked crotch dark, lips outlined puffy. He loomed over, chest heaving, sweat dripping from brow onto my thigh. Cock raged in shorts—nine-inch monster outlined full, head leaking through mesh, balls heavy swing. "Jake, you're scaring me," I whimpered coy, knees parting "in fear"—thong stretching taut, cameltoe obscene, clit pulsing visible. Heart hammered thrill; this was it, line crossed.

At least they creamed my body with moisturiser to take away the sting. Humiliating part aside, they styled my hair beautifully, curling the long strands and clipping up both sides with – I think they’re fake – diamond pins. They handed me a white silk thong, and I pulled it on slowly. The women then took over, dressing me again, pulling a long white, flowing, druid style dress over my head. It’s almost see-through, and with no bra on, I’m sure everyone will see my breasts. They’re not big and don’t hang; I’m lucky if I have a handful. But that doesn’t mean that I want the world and his wife to see them!

As I walked out of Mom's bedroom I heard her sigh resignedly. I smirked knowing that she was hoping that I would climb over her just as I was. But I knew that she would appreciate my choice of attire as soon as she saw it. I returned to my bedroom and got out my new black G-string thong. The thong cradled my balls and hugged my hard cock lewdly, giving everyone a clear outline of my hard cock. The black fabric looked amazing against my pale skin and I couldn't help admiring myself in the mirror.

My jeans were suddenly tight and my cock was throbbing for this sinful little vixen in front of me. My mind went blank before the lyrics to ‘What’s Your Fantasy’ by Ludacris started running through my brain. You best believe I am gonna lick her from head to her toes, just like the song says. “I believe you requested this outfit the other night, so I thought I would honor your request.” Nikki says while standing in front of me in nothing but a thong and her knee boots.

I pushed her dress up and groaned. “What the fuck is this?” I demanded, eyeing the tiny piece of lace that curved around her soaked lips, leaving her flushed pussy bare. “Can you even call it underwear?” “I-it’s a crotchless thong,” she said, squirming under me, but I kept her pinned, not letting her move an inch. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Jane said, as she pulled her girlfriend to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. Lara smiled as she watched her best friends passionately embrace. She did have to admit that Tabby’s suit was shockingly small. The tiny micro bikini was made of pink lace and was virtually transparent. Tabby’s pierced nipples shone through the cups of the small top and she could even see the outline of her vaginal lips in the minuscule thong bottom.

It’s an imagination of me wearing them and displaying before Krish. I did a cat walk fiddling with my fingers with my gaze stuck to floor.“How I am looking in this neon lingerie ", I asked fastly yet softly. Krish lifted his gaze from his laptop screen to me in a slow manner. I was blushing and shying looking down fiddling with the laces of my thong. “WHAT THE HELL WOMAN ? WHAT THE FUCK THAT THIN SKULL OF YOURS IS THINKING?. JUST GO AND CHANGE " I was chocked on my drink which I was drinking.

The panties were very small, very petite and covered only the hair of her pubic area, which again was visible through the thin covering. Cathy wore panties like these, Sandra thought, she called them thongs and until now she would never have considered wearing them herself. The truth was, they were quite comfortable, and very sexy. She turned around in front of the mirror and gasped at the sight of her exposed bottom, with just a tiny black string of delicate lace showing above the top of her buttocks and around her waist. Sexy was definitely the idea with these things. “Sandra?” Creighton called from the other room.

Her body now suspended with the sling giving her support while her arms and legs are spread out. Oh, the view that crotchless teddy is giving. I know it’s more because of the heat than anything, but just that little teasing had her dripping. I could see her juices glistening on her lower lips. I can’t wait to taste her. But first, there’s more fun to be had. “Alec…” Crista moaned, turning her head as I stepped over to where I had already set out some toys to use. I smiled over at her as I picked up the smallest anal plug, ensuring it was adequately lubed before taking it and a compact silicone finger vibrator.

An ultra-thin strand of cotton. I traced my fingers upward and found the T of her thong, embellished with what seemed to be a fabric heart flat against her lower back. I hooked my thumb under the T of the thong and rubbed that gorgeous patch of skin. So soft, so smooth...I could snap the cord with a quick twist... And snap I did. Her underwear came off in one neat yank, and she was bare underneath the blue dress. I kneaded her bottom, massaging that soft bundle of skin and feeling myself grow hard against the rest of her body.