Erotic Shirt Story Novels & Stories

“Well, I’m glad you’re ok. But man oh man, you should’ve seen Gavin after you bolted! It was like he took off his shirt just for you and—” I choked. A piece of lasagna lodged in my throat. I gasped, coughing violently as I fumbled for my water bottle, chugging it until the burning subsided. He took his shirt off… for me? “Breathe, Trish, breathe,” Erik soothed, rubbing circles on my back. When I could finally breathe, I looked at him, my eyes watering. “What do you mean he took his shirt off just for me?” Erik laughed. “He was looking directly at you when he did it. The second you left, his whole mood soured. He put his shirt back on and completely ignored all the other girls.”

Ed said as he took a few steps away, planning on making his way around the entire building seeing if anyone needed his help. “Lookin’ forward to it.” Erica said with a seductive look in her eyes. “She is definitelyhittin’ on me. I know people said some chicks think smart is sexy but I always thought that was a myth!” Ed thought as he walked off before he ran smack into Darla, nearly literally, and Ed couldn’t help but notice that her outfit was a bit more revealing than it was the day before; he used his peripheral view to check out her chest, noting that she was wearing a spaghetti strap tank top on and had to focus on not getting a boner, finding that shirt to be the sexiest a chick could

welcomed Erica inside, As soon as Erica entered she saw his whole bed was covered with different coloured shirts spread across along with different coloured blazzer “What happened here?” Erica questioned eyeing his messy bedroom “I was...trying on different coloured shirt!” Viraj said staring at Erica back from head to toe “And white is what you decided to wear?” Erica turned and questioned him with raised eye brow “Hmm....” Viraj said in low voice “I could not decide right” he added “Okayy...shall i help you?” Erica questioned and Viraj nodded, Erica quickly took scan at all his clothing at pulled out a ‘dusky pink’ coloured shirt and handed it to Viraj “Wear this, it goes with my dress” s

The bold Erica seems to be finding it hard to maintain eye contact with me. I thought so, she is not a virgin. I smirked as my gaze roved over her, her shirt was ripped already and she won't be able to go to class in it, unless she wants to flash her tits for everyone to see. I pulled off my shirt and placed it in her hands.

“Use this. It's got blood in my back already, so it doesn’t matter. I have a lot and I can walk shirtless. You can't.” She knew she had seen all of him. She had even rubbed herself skin-to-naked skin against him. She'd done the most intimate act a man and a woman could share with him. But she was, suddenly, having difficulty looking at his exposed chest. It was because of Enrique—Señorito... Eric had a beautiful body. He had a powerful chest, and his tummy wasn't flat—it's got buns. He also had the kind of shape that was too hard to resist watching so she tried hard to act normal as she took the shirt from him and turned him around so she could—

“Who are you and what the hell have done to me?” She shrugged, the action making her shirt slip from her right shoulder. “I don’t know. You just make me feel so…sexy.” Allan heard his breath hitch when she finally undid the last button and slowly pushed the shirt off her other shoulder. She held her arms behind her as she pulled the shirt out, thrusting her breasts forward. He was going to die. His balls were going to explode, if his heart didn’t first, and he was going to die from the excitement.

They're beside the water, she's wearing a bikini while he's wearing an unbuttoned shirt on Jean shorts. “Another shot” she said, striking another pose. He continued snapping and soon, she took the phone, and they swapped positions. “Do I really have to snap?” He said. “I know you hate snapping pictures but if it's just one" she pouted, and he sighed. “Fine” he said and took off his shirt. The phone fell from Ericka immediately. He's s*xy! She stared with wide mouth and he smiled. “I know I'm s*xy, can you snap already?” He teased.

I cleared my throat awkwardly, snapping them out of their lustful illusion. “Can I get my shirt back? I don’t feel so hot anymore.” Alerion blinked, like he was trying to catch up. Then I followed his gaze and saw it. My shirt. Gripped loosely in his hand. Lower than it should’ve been. “The shirt,” I repeated, pointing this time. He reluctantly handed it over to me and when he did, I saw his erection straining against the fabric of his pants. We all avoided each other’s gaze in embarrassment except Zane who had no shame.

“I want to imagine you riding me with those big titties tonight.” “Oh my God, Kieran!” I protested. “You can’t… we can’t… talk… like that…” “Pretty sure I just did. Come on… take your shirt off…” I swallowed hard. This was the single most erotic thing anyone had ever asked me to do, and I wasn’t even sure I was brave enough to do it. But then, this was Kieran, and we had the whole of cyberspace separating us. It made me feel bold. I peeled off my shirt, revealing a lacy white bra underneath.

I hastened to unbutton his shirt, and he peeled it off his body. My eyes fell on his ripped abs and chest muscles and my throat dried. It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen shirtless men with abs before. But I hadn’t seen them from this close. Eros’s were defined and strong. My fingers itched to touch them, but the good girl in me kept me showing any physical reaction.