Goth Lingerie Novels & Stories

Camille's POV "Too much?" I grinned at Gavriel who eyed my lingerie like it was some forbidden contraption that I shouldn't be wearing. Perhaps it should be forbidden. I gotten it a year ago when I had been on one of my many shopping sprees. It was a one-piece black lingerie made from ropes and tiny patches of fabric. The tiny patches covered my nipples and a bit of pussy. Asides from the patches, well I was practically naked. But that was one of things I loved about lingeries. They made covers just wanted men to see but let enough to tease a reaction out of them.

Zena is a fucking nightmare, I cursed in my head. /Yes but imagine Matilda wearing some of these/ Vez urged looking at the collection of intimate black, pink, white, burnt gold and even dark green lingerie. Delicate silken nightgowns with material I could already imagine rippling down her peachy skin. All different styles, every piece of material designed to be teased from her body by me as I made her crumble. I had to give my head a shake and walk away before I saw a white note peeking out of the drawer.