Goth Lingerie Novels & Stories

he assures me as he motions for me to open the gift. Wrapped in Christmas themed tissue paper is some of the skimpiest, but also most beautiful lingerie I've ever seen in my life. It's in colors I never would have gone for. I'm more of a black lace type of girl, but what he's purchased runs the gamut. From virginal white to the most beautiful lilac color I've ever seen to bright yellow, and even a hot pink. Apparently my man has an affinity for this stuff, and he likes to have a shit ton of options.

They looked like burns, angry and tender to the touch. I reached for the lingerie. It was a skimpy, midnight-black set made of sheer lace and dangerously thin silk straps, but the bottom was a high-cut, vintage-style garter belt with wide, overlapping lace panels. I stepped into it carefully, wincing as the fabric brushed against the battered skin. I adjusted the heavy lace garters, positioning the thick black straps and the floral embroidery so they masked the worst of the discoloration. From a distance, it looked like a provocative design. Only someone who got close enough to touch would see the trauma hidden beneath the lace.

I watched her go, my eyes following the curve of her body as she disappeared from view. As I waited for her, the room grew quieter, and I could hear the sound of my own heartbeat echoing in my ears. I was nervous, but also excited, knowing that the moment that was about to come would be one that we would both remember for the rest of our lives. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jade emerged from the bathroom. The lingerie was a sheer, lacy black fabric that hugged her skin like a second layer. The intricate patterns and delicate stitching formed a web of black roses that traced down her torso and across her hips. The material was so thin that it seemed as if it was just a whisper of

Nicholas wasn't going to know what hit him. I pawed through my lingerie drawers, picking out the black corset, matching lace panties, and sheer black thigh highs. I'd been reluctant to buy them initially but was glad now that Courtney had convinced me they'd be useful one day. It took some major maneuvering to get the ribbons laced up correctly, but the effects were spectacular.

“Well, I like black clothing. And charcoal gray. And dark red. I like form-fitting knits, like knit midi skirts and dresses with pencil skirts and plunging v necks or cowl necks. I like pleated skirts, and I like how it looks when girls wear thigh highs with the garter showing, or thigh high socks. I like velvet in general. And I’ve always wanted a flowy white lace sundress. And maybe some brown tweed.” “Girl, you are such a goth. You’ll fit right in. All that is doable on a tiny amount of money. Just let daddy’s pretend charge card take care of it. Let’s go have fun. Ever been to a consignment shop? It’s a fancy word for Goodwill.” Our first stop, to my embarrassment, is a Victoria’s Secret

Over the last weeks she had been intensely aware of it. She wondered what Gary would. do if she wandered downstairs in something light and flimsy. The collection of lingerie donated by David Allston was quite extensive. She could put on the pink silk body. Or there was a short, black, lace slip with spaghetti straps, the lace making it almost totally transparent. What would he do if she wafted into the rubble of the back room wearing that?

Holy fuck! I never knew what she was wearing underneath that coat, there is no way in hell that I would have let her go on a date with another guy, dressed like a fucking whore. She wore a black sexy lingerie set with garter belts. The bra features adjustable shoulder straps, floral lace cups, v neckline, and a hook and eye back closure. It is made of 50% polyester and 50% Acrylic, the garters belt of this lingerie set is full of stretch, easy to adjust to get the best fitness with 3 breasted eye closure, and the graters belt hugs her curves and hides the extra weight on the waist. Sexy and fit all right!

Her fingers danced along the hem of her delicate lingerie, teasingly tracing the intricate lace patterns that adorned her curves. With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, Gloria slowly unclasped the delicate hooks of her lacy black lingerie and, with a slow, deliberate movement, slipped her lingerie straps off her shoulders, allowing the fabric to caress her skin before it fell to the floor in a graceful heap. It revealed the gentle curves of her breasts; her nipples stood erect, eagerly awaiting the touch of her fingertips.

Save it for Connor. I got out of the shower and dug out my sexiest lingerie; the set I'd bought on a whim last year, hoping to spark something. Black lace, sheer enough to tease, with a bra that cupped my tits just right, pushing them up into soft cleavage that begged to be grabbed. The thong was barely there. It was a thin strip that disappeared between my ass cheeks and the front panel was translucent over my shaved pussy. Lastly, the garters that were clipped to thigh-high stockings, framing my curves like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

’ ‘Yes, Master,’ I’d replied, my hands shaking so badly I could barely type. ‘And wear what I tell you to. I’ve sent you a link. Buy it. Wear it. Nothing else.’ The link was to a high-end lingerie store. The set was made of black silk and delicate lace. A suspender belt, sheer stockings, and a pair of crotchless panties that were so slutty they made my face burn just looking at them. I’d bought them, my hands trembling as I entered my credit card details. The package had arrived today, a plain brown box that felt like it was ticking.