Jeans Bulge Novels & Stories

Like I always say, he could have been a very attractive man if he wasn't such a jerk and so annoying. With his long arms and muscular biceps, his broad chest, washboard abs, and strong, seemingly sturdy physique, he could certainly protect his girl from bad guys trying to harm her. Then, all of a sudden, I was tempted to stare at his V-cut muscular lower abdomen and the significant bulge between his legs. I gasped when I saw that part of his maleness, still covered by his jeans. Goodness! He had such a significant bulge even when he wasn't aroused; what more if...

She was sure he wouldn't be able to understand her and would doubt the paternity of the child. She groaned as she donned on her only good pair of jeans that fit her around the waist.It was becoming harder to button them as her waist line grew. She made a mental note to set aside some money to purchase new pairs of maternity jeans and some maternity clothes because hers were becoming tighter around the belly area. Her belly was growing too fast. At four months her stomach was protruded, like she had over eaten so much that her belly was full. At least that's what people thought but her face gave the opposte impression. It was always contrasting whenever people observed her and had chosen to g

Okay, Adria didn't think it would go this fast, but her jeans didn't fit anymore. She tried to button her jeans and hold them in her stomach, but that stomach wasn't tucking in. It was a very small bump that had appeared on her usual flat belly. She sighed, wiggled out of the too-tight jeans, and grabbed some sweatpants. This would have to do for now. It scared her a bit now that it was really visible that she was pregnant. The last few weeks, she had just tried to ignore it, and she was just trying to live through the morning sickness and the unusual hunger attacks that she still had.

Amira was right… it did look fuller and thicker, almost twice the volume she remembered. "The fuck is going on?" she muttered. She took a breath, trying to calm the panic rising in her chest. Okay. It's fine. Just wear something else. She yanked off the dress and grabbed a pair of jeans and a simple top from her closet. The jeans fought her. She had to jump and wiggle and suck in her breath just to get the button closed. When she finally looked down, her heart dropped. The jeans were about three inches above her ankles. Three. Inches.

Jason said bringing out a blue plane trouser out. "That is why I do feel for guys. No special design just change in colour" Joan scoffed. "No, it was bedded at the side. I'm sure this clothe is going to make girls wet at my presence" he said and they all laughed. "But Jess, why are you still standing there. Aren't you going to pick any dress of your choice?" "I can't find the one I like but let me check, I might find some" I replied and started walking around the whole mall. Just then my eyes caught a black gown, it was a knee gown with no hands. I loved the gown at first sight but the problem is the hand.

Megan never failed to send her dresses on every given occasion. The trousers looked really beautiful, it was a boyfriend's grey black jeans. She fitted into this shape-snatching trouser and she couldn't help but salivate at the beautiful sight of her, and how well the waist size of the trouser magnified her sexy waistline. R She reached for the top and gently fitted into it, not wearing a bra underneath. The singlet stopped barely above her belly button and fuck! She thought of getting a navel piercing. She would look extremely hot with them.

She's wearing dark blue skinny jeans, black ankle-high heeled boots, and a blazer that looks fit for a royal. The front has two buttons, and the bottom sits just above the waistband of her jeans, allowing you to see the cami under her blazer, which disappears into her pants. But it's the Blazer's back that makes it so amazing. It cinches tight at the small of her back, then ruffles out, and reaches down, stopping just above the back of her knees. Charlie had never seen anything like it. He thought it was stunning! His eyes were wide as he stared at the Blazer in awe.

She was wearing the tightest black jeans known to man – goddamn, those things looked sprayed on. Her legs were curved and toned and went on forever, and the waist on the jeans was low, so he saw her perfect little belly button peeking out. He wanted to kiss it, work his way down, dip his tongue into her pussy until she moaned and begged. But maybe he’d have to start the kissing and teasing with her breasts, because in that cropped top? They were totally on display, and they were surprisingly full and tempting.

My eyes has been dreaming of the beauty behind this jeans . As soon as I pulled down the jeans my eyes almost bulge out of there socket. "She is just, waw". She has beautiful clean and slim legs . Her skin was white and spotless. I flipped her around to take a good look at her a** and it was fabulous. Her body has the right amount of curves a also in the right place. My perverted mind was telling me to play with those beautiful bouncing duds but I was afraid she might not like it.

it’s only when you lose something that you truly understand its worth. Jemima adjusted the hem of her boyfriend jeans in front of the mirror, tugging them slightly higher on her slim waist. The denim was ripped at the knees, faded just right, casual yet bold. Her long-sleeved crop top hugged her curves, the ivory fabric brushing against her skin and cutting just above her navel, teasing the faint line of toned abs.