Diego X Hot Pants Novels & Stories

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,

I am still pushing it and I saw him shaking his head. "You're unbelievable! You, silly girl, that's his name, X! Just one letter, and remember this, panty girl, don't get near him. He's dangerous!" I glared at him because he sounded like he owned me. While in the first place, he’s not even my friend! I have no time for this pervert. Might as well go back to the classroom. But before I could leave, I looked at him first. "Whatever! And can you please don't call me, panty girl?! Yours is even worse, PANTY STEALER!" I loudly said before I turned my back on him and decided to go back to the classroom.

~Third Person's POV~ "God, Diego. You already made me change twice. Do I still not look good?" Esperanza asked, her voice mirroring the stress evident on her face. "I think you want me to have a look in your closet," Diego hummed. "What? No!" Esperanza loudly exclaimed. Diego stood from his place. His walk was slow and calm. His conscious steps made Esperanza’s heart skip a beat. ​He wore a sky-blue shirt tucked into white tailored pants. As he walked towards her with slow, steady steps, his arms swung naturally, showing the strength in his muscles beneath his sleeves.

he crowed. Diego dropped Donna on the bed and started taking his pants off. "Streep" he growled. Fearfully Donna took her torn top off letting her firm breasts bounce free. She tugged her shorts and panties off at the same time, she was watching him all the while. He dropped his pants and the biggest dick she had ever seen flopped out below his big belly. It must have been ten inches of uncircumcised cock and it wasn't even hard yet. Her first thought was gratitude for Colin's thought of the olive oil. Her second was she couldn't get that big thing in her.

“I’m sorry, did you say something? I was highly distracted.” I pulled back and rolled my eyes. “Says the man in the grey sweatpants.” “What about my sweatpants?” “Lift up your shirt.” He followed my instructions and exposed his muscular abdomen and the oh-so-enticing V that disappeared beneath the waistband. “Damn.” I blew out a breath and fanned my face. “Those are totally hot.” “Wait, my sweatpants are hot?” “Oh, hell, yes. You didn’t know that grey sweatpants are the male equivalent of lingerie?”

Curious, I left my room to check, but found Diego laying on the couch, attending to his phone. "Look at him, laying on my coach like it's his home. He better not mess up that living room, " I said, watching him. I thought I'd leave afterwards, but my foot got frozen to the ground on seeing Diego taking off his shirt, going all bare chest. That left my body heating on seeing his well built figure, with the tattoo of a dragon on his right arm. "Wow, why didn't I take note of this before?" I asked, staring at him.

Diego was a work of art and he was looking at her like she was water and he was a very thirsty man. “Estella,” he said in a low voice before he pushed his thick cock into her. She cried out at the pain of intrusion, but he was too far gone with both pleasure and intoxication to notice her initial discomfort. “It hurts,” she whispered. “I’ll make it better.” He began to rock his hips slowly into her, till she was writhing in pleasure again. The sensation of being full drove her so insane that she refused to think about the fact that she had just been disvirgined by her boss.

Her chest rose and fell heavily as she stared into his eyes. "Take off your pants." Diego said in a deep throaty voice. She slid her pants down her hips, down to her thighs until it was all the way down. Left in her bra and panties, she stood there, waiting for his orders. "Your bra." She breathed heavily and slowly unhooked her bra. Her breasts stood firmly, her nipples pointing forward. She could almost feel his hand on her breasts. "You know what to do next." Diego said. His voice was relaxed.

The voice came from behind me. I spun around, yanking my hand out of my panties, my jeans still around my thighs. Diego stood in the doorway, filling the frame with his broad shoulders and that same intense gaze I'd been dodging for three years. His hair was still damp from the shower, and he was wearing a simple white t-shirt and gray sweatpants. He looked casual. Relaxed. Like he'd been expecting me. His eyes traveled down my body, taking in the exposed skin, the hand I'd shoved in my mouth to stifle my scream. He didn't look surprised. He didn't look angry.

She tried to break free but he was too strong. After a while of struggling, her knees went straight to the balls. It was hard enough to separate. "Ouch" Xander growled, holding his balls in pain. Eva made moves to leave but was stopped abruptly when Xander called her, "Little witch hold on, you might want to see this before you go" he dragged himself to the shelf and at the top of it, he grabbed his phone. "I told you it wasn't over" he laughed like a maniac still holding his balls.