Gojo Bottom Half Novels & Stories

They knew that each piece would reveal a different side of Jyoti's vibrant personality and further inspire them in their journey of self-discovery. It was a skimpy, light blue string bikini. And it wonderfully highlighted her perfect figure. Two strings and two small triangles joined to cover her small, perfectly shaped breasts. The bikini bottom, with strings on the sides, was cut low. The view of her buttocks, barely covered by these bottoms, and her long, curvy torso caught and kept their gaze. They could not take their eyes off her ass, barely covered in the light blue bikini bottoms. It creatively wrapped around her; they had seen such swimsuits before, but never one that was as sensual

My legs don’t give out under me. Akio is on both knees, holding a finger under William’s nose. He quickly looks to Sensei, a little bit of relief in his voice. “Sore wa kare no byōkidesu.” Gojo Sensei nods, his face serious. “What’s going on?” I step forward again. It seems like my legs are too frozen to move at the pace I want them to. “What’s wrong with him?” My voice is rough, panicked. The dagger drops from my hand. “Akio, what the fuck is going on?”

Jo had brought me something completely different from I owned. It was a solid blue romper. It was somehow tight but loose at the same time. Stopping just below my ass, my tits were not quite out, but visible. After she curled my hair and applied makeup, I felt more like a doll than anything. She was wearing shorts that looked more like a skirt than shorts with a t-shirt tied at the waist in a knot. Currently, we were in Jo’s blacked out Challenger. “So, what are we doing today?” I asked, unsure if I wanted to really know.

Gio looks playboy with this step. Everyone went in front and we bowed...

Ten Weeks Later Jo came down from her office at The Garage, both hands full of papers. Silver looked up from the motorcycle that he was working on, and saw that she wasn’t holding on to the stairs railing. Right away, he shot to his feet, shot over to her. “Hey,” he admonished her, watching her feet in those sexy-as-fuck high heels approach carefully. “What did I tell you about coming down those stairs without one hand free, baby? You want to go crashing down on that cute little ass?”

He lowered her slowly, deliberately, letting her feel the length of his body against hers. Her back arched as she landed on the soft surface, her breasts pressing against his chest. Her nipples, already hard with anticipation, were exquisitely sensitive. Gojo didn't hesitate. He captured one between his teeth, sucking and nipping until she moaned, her body arching further into him.

He didn't stop until we were seated at our table above, watching the club from our elevated spot. I took another deep breath and felt a growing irritation as I saw women preparing to approach Jigo. Everyone thought he was still single. And why wouldn't they want to be near him? Jigo was irresistible. He looked stunning in his very light pink shirt—almost beige—with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a few buttons open at the chest. He wore a long white gold necklace with his wedding band on it, just like mine, hidden under his clothes. His shirt was tucked into belted maroon pants, and he wore luxury black leather shoes with no socks. His outfit fit perfectly, highlighting his tall, chi

He sure has delivered on more than I thought he'd be capable of. Jade looks taller than she did in the meeting, which is saying a lot. I've always appreciated strong, lengthy legs, and she has both. Her thigh-length violet dress clones her curves. The dress is sleeveless, and it makes her look even more commanding. The heels match. But the matching power she brings all on her own. Her blended mocha and chocolate-toned skin holds every inch of her foot to forehead wrapped in pride. Soft and silky with tiny little hairs is the best way to describe her skin. I find myself placing my hands in my pockets to avoid touching her.

Bridget Matthews It was a lilac dress with spaghetti straps, one that clung to my body except for the thigh high slit running up the left leg, and below the dress……I laughed “what do you know? There’s a cloak in here” fur lined and …….a deep purple. I made a quick work of putting it on, curling my hair, I didn’t bother with make-up. At least I’ll look colorful.

The main room was large, but the hole in the floor took up a large portion of it. Aries looked up and his eyes were black like his wolf’s. Jorogumo was up on the ceiling and was hissing and spitting in rage. Half her nest was now destroyed in a matter of minutes with that fire. Fire she was very susceptible to. Jorogumo had the head and torso of a woman, but the lower body of an eight legged spider. Her legs were huge, shiny and black. Her lower body a swirling pattern of red and yellow.