Erotic Shirt Story Novels & Stories

Eric frowned at her red face. As she help him to sit up, she said, “Please take off your shirt.” “What?” question Eric looking at Ruby. “Take off your shirt," replied Ruby staring at him innocently. He frowned, and then nodded his head. Seeing that he was struggling to take off his shirt, she leaned in to help him. She was so close to him that he could smell her scent. Accidently looking at his chest, she sees his tan body. His core was bulging with eight pack abs. Trying to hide her surprised expression she quickly looked away.

He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and started giving it to Jasmine, then Jasmine asked, "Don't you have any other clothes, will you go out on the streets like this?" Eric said, "Will people become blind after seeing my body or is it a crime for a handsome smart man to walk around shirtless? If it is, then I can commit this crime and no one dares to catch me." After listening to Eric, Jasmine did not intend to argue with him any further. She wore Eric's shirt and buttoned it. Eric's white shirt looked perfect on her red colored gown and it also covered Jasmine's shoulders. After Jasmine wore his shirt, she took her head out of the car because she did not want to see Eric's muscular body.

Three more guys I recognized from Damon’s circle stood behind them, grinning. Zane’s fingers, still out of my view behind the box, circled my clit, then pushed inside me. My pussy clenched around them. Shame and heat twisted together so tight I couldn’t tell which was stronger. “This pussy is dripping down my wrist like a desperate little slut. You boys seeing this?” I should have knocked. I should have said something. I didn’t. My hips moved toward his hand instead. Some gifts aren’t meant to be opened by the man you love. Some gifts are meant to teach you exactly how fast you could lose yourself to the fingers of your boyfriend’s best friend.

His breath was hot against my ear. I didn't listen to a word he said. I reached for my glass of water, but I "accidentally" knocked it over. The water splashed all over the table and soaked right into the front of my white shirt. "Oh no!" I cried out. I stood up quickly. The thin white fabric of my shirt was now completely wet. It stuck to my skin, showing everything. My nipples were hard from the cold water, and they were pointing right at him through the wet cloth.

Her hands came up between us, but instead of pushing she grabbed fistfuls of my shirt. That was it! I kissed her hard, pressing my lips so close to hers. Then, I began nipping at the collarbone exposed by her V-neck, while my thumbs found the buttons and flicked them open, one by one, until the shirt was off. It was just the plain white cotton bra. I thumbed her nipples through the fabric, feeling them bead instantly, stiff little peaks straining for more friction. Anita exhaled something between a curse and a prayer. “Tell me to stop,” I said, my voice rough.

"Inside… Please. Your fingers…" In a desperate, unspoken trade, my own hand moving over his length quickened its pace. My nails even scraped lightly, unintentionally, over the sensitive head of his cock. My actions made his breath hitch sharply. A low, guttural groan rumbled in his throat, and the arm wrapped around me tensed like iron. Yet, he still held back, his voice a husky demand against my ear. "Then tell me. Do you like my shirt?" Damn him. I was still wearing his shirt.

There was no mistaking what he wanted. Cloth fell to the floor next to us and I looked up to see Erick shirtless. He looked as if he'd just stepped out of a magazine. Chiseled pecs and sculpted abs left me staring, mouth agape. "Like what you see?" he asked, his voice low and raspy. I nodded mutely. "Don't worry. You'll get to enjoy it soon enough. For now..." Erick trailed off and his eyes moved to his cock. Yeah, right. Seeing him shirtless had somehow made me completely forget what I'd been about to do. But now that I was back on track, nothing would distract me from my prize.

He said and then walked out of the room. …………. The first thing Annie noticed when she opened the door was Eric standing in front of her, shirtless. She swallowed painfully as she took in his physique. He was perfect, she had seen him display his perfectly toned six-pack in the magazines she used to read when he was a model and seeing him shirtless in real life was a dream come true. She couldn’t believe it was all hers to devour. Annie was lost in her dreamland but she was more than happy when he came back with his shirt for her to wear which was so thoughtful of him.

I said hoarsely, “I’m thirsty.” Eros could only sigh. “Yes, we should have returned to my apartment first. Soon the occupant might wake up.” Eros’s eyes were like eagles scanning the white shirt that wrapped me. I just cleared my throat, pretending not to know anything. Afterward, hearing Eros voice again, “You’re not ashamed to come out like this? Wearing a men’s shirt without pants ....” Eros Darwin deliberately cut his words that make my face flushed because I’m not wearing that thing right now.

Realizing that they had an audience now and her saree was see-through now that it was wet; he took off his black shirt and wrapped it around her as she kept looking at him. His shirt was too big for her small body, it covered her till her mid thighs as he buttoned the shirt for her. “You were about to kill yourself,” She said as she stood up slowly. “Shayra asked me not to die and I did not kill myself,” He said as he started walking towards his car half-naked. The tattoo of Shayra’s name was what took everyone’s attention; a few ladies came to Sherlin and helped her out of the water. “Your husband might be angry with you but he loves you, “Sherlin looked at the lady who said those words.