Larry Shorts Novels & Stories

She walked and ran to get closer to them. Laurel was wearing a short that was too short, she thinks that it can be seen because it was too short. And paired with it is a sleeveless that shows too much chest. She frowned. Since when does this friend dress like that? What he knows Laurel always wears is a t-shirt and jogging pants. She doesn't like that because it's too revealing. Sawyer came closer to her. She was still stunned when his arm wrapped around her waist. "Laurel? Don't you have a game today?”

"Uh, yeah, pretty much. Think you could do it?" Larry stares, and stares, and stares some more. I almost slam my fist on his desk to stop him from blinking so slowly. Larry is your typical fat cat slumlord. He is a large man that only seems to own a dirty white tee and black slacks that he leaves unbuttoned.

His Body so sweaty, making his teen muscles even more toned and visible. "Is it cool if i take off my shorts?" He asks. I just nod without thinking. Down they go, his tight, blue, sport shorts. Only leaving him with his white calvin boxers with that big black band. Talking about big and black: His Calvins, socking wet with sweat, making his cock just visible enough for me to almost spit out my protein shake that we always drink after workout. Taylor looking at me, wondering why i made that weird noise, quickly realising the source of my reaction. WOW! ok.

I blew out a long sigh of relief at his departure. Fuck! Man! Larry was really a handful. He was obviously a lot to deal with whenever he got into those inquisitive situations. He keeps forgetting that curiosity killed the cat. I let my eyes roam back to the screen of my laptop, a folder catching my attention. I leaned in closer.

I asked as I attempted to hold my pants from being pulled down, "Hey, can we take this slower? I'm not sure if we should have sex so quickly. I talk a lot of shit. But I don't sleep around." Larry kept his grip on my jeans as he ignored my plea to keep my pants on. I could not compete with his strength as he yanked not only my pants but my panties down to my ankles. He was laughing as he looked up at me and said, "You talk to fucking much." He finished removing my pants and panties from my ankles as he quickly opened my legs and got on top of me. His movements were fast for such a big, older guy. Once again, he pressed his lips against mine, reigniting his passionate kissing. Larry's kissing

I've only gotten along with Troy and the one amazing friend who will remain nameless but known for stabbing my back. "Damn, you have no idea how that Sierra girl is so bangable! She's so sexy last night." My ears throbbed when I heard Larry; he's a baseball player, and he stated it as his group of friends passed me. My brows furrowed in response to the repulsive words he spoke. "Yeah, someday I will get my hands off her clothes." His friend replied, and all of them laughed in agreement with his remarks.

Pulling himself up onto his elbows, Larry grabbed at the sides of the waistband of my panties and began to slide the panties down. Throwing the damned thing over his shoulder, Larry slidded down onto my pussy and planted his lips around my clit. Without public hair to hide in, he made short work of finding the top folds of my slit and sliding up between them with the tip of his tongue.

"Who's the lucky man?" I joked, "I put this on for you guys." I stood away from the bar, turning slowly for them to see. "How do I look?" My legs are long, muscled and tan. My calves are nice and shaped from running and my thighs fill the leg openings of my short gym shorts. "Hot," said Larry. "Too good to be sitting here," he laughed. "Let’s go dancing, I can show you some hot moves." He flirted. "You could get me into a regular nightclub."

The next instant, The girl, who was kneeling before Larry, grabbed the edge of his shorts. Before he knew it, she had taken off Larry's pants and underwear. Larry felt the lower half of his body exposed all of a sudden. He was so frightened that he wanted to pull his shorts up in a hurry. "What in the world do you think you're doing?" Ignoring Larry's words, The girl crazily leaned in close and buried her face between his legs. Before Larry could get out of the way, he felt his diek being sucked on by something warm and wet...

And by the way, those slutty shorts are still somewhere in his house, "They’re fine Andy, it's springtime. Besides, Edison is an omega too and won't be creepy.” "Okay," I agree and run to take a shower and get ready before putting on those shorts that fit mid-thigh and hug my little butt so well that it even looks like there's actually something there. And just so I don't look ridiculous and like I'm somewhere tropical, I put on a light blue long-sleeved shirt. And just as I finish, Alessandro texts me that he's outside the house, which makes me squeal with excitement.