Legs Spread Novels & Stories

"I'll be placing your knees on the ledge on each side of the bench so you'll have to bend and spread your legs wide. Just relax and I'll get you in position." "Yes, Sir. Thank you." I concentrate on allowing Greg to manipulate my legs as he pleases, fully aware that as he parts my thighs and bends my knees, my arse is raised and my pussy laid open and exposed for their scrutiny. He rolls my skimpy skirt up to my waist, leaving nothing concealed. I am already starting to pant. Wetness cools my heated folds. I swear I can feel my juices dribbling down my inner thighs though that may just be my over-active imagination. Or wishful thinking.

Lying dоwn оn hеr bасk, ѕhе effortlessly lіftеd hеr lеgѕ uр, рlасіng her ankles bеhіnd her nесk and locking them there. Her ѕlіm fіngеrѕ tарреd thе kеуbоаrd and a video started. Thе ѕаmе ѕlіm fіngеrѕ thаt had tapped the keys trасеd the lірѕ оf hеr sex аnd gеntlу stroked thе tender flеѕh.

“No, you’re not. I’m right here. Do you think I’m going to let anything bad happen to my campers?” {My point exactly,} Kate thought to herself. But she did as she was told even though it was against her strongest instincts. “OK. Now, what?” “You see? You’re distributing your weight and basically creating a bigger footprint. Now, wiggle your left leg. Water will come in and fill the gaps you create. Good, now do it with your right leg. Yes, that’s it.” It was an arduous and time-consuming process so Kate was filled with relief when she managed to free first one leg and then both.

His slender waist enhanced his manly appeal by emphasizing his V-shaped torso. His muscles were well-defined, and his legs were similarly impressive—long and muscular. His strong, athletic stance was attributed to his powerful calves and thick quads. His legs bore faint scars—a memory of the battles he had fought and a monument to his daring endeavors. Each scar represented a new chapter in his life's chronicle.

I avoided her sharp eyes. I sucked in my stomach, "lower your shoulders and keep them back," she instructed and I did as I was told, "when you walk, keep your feet separated and bend your knees just a little. Even when you stop walking, you put your feet together by the ankles and you never cross your feet or legs." She began to hit my legs and I put my feet together, both of my ankles touching each other, "what should I do with my hands?" I asked her, feeling weird with my hands dangling on the sides.

“Spread. Your. Legs.” I try, I really try but my wobbly legs just will not listen. I let out a whimper and Ezra chuckles. “Demanding little one, aren’t you? Why is it that I never noticed this trait of yours before?” He squeezes the soft mounds on my back and nudges his knees between my legs, spreading them apart. His fingers move to my drenched clit once more and I writhe under his touch, unconsciously lifting my ass.

"Lex, take them off for me, please?" She also found that the pantyhose was in her way. "Sure. I'll do that for you." I stood in front of her, watching as she slowly removed the pantyhose. Lexie held the edges carefully, rolling them down with gentle, precise movements. The mesh slid over her legs, folding neatly as it came off, the loop gradually growing larger as it moved. As the pantyhose slid down, her pale, long legs were revealed. The mesh had been snug, and now that it loosened, her thighs stretched and moved freely, bouncing like a tempting sausage.

He stretсhed оut his hand with his lоng, artiсulated fingers and tоuсhed her lоwer leg gently like a feather. Slоwly he led her up the оutside оf the leg until he tоuсhed the hem оf the fabriс. He made the same tоuсh оn the оther leg befоre switсhing tо the inside оf the leg.

Riley is very hot but I think Ash is hotter, just! When he is ready to begin he starts talking “First you need to be able stand without being easily pushed over, so I want you to spread your legs so they are shoulder width apart. Are you both right handed?” “Yes.” We say again at the same time. “Good.” He nods and continues “Put your right foot in front of your left and slightly

“On your toes and don’t close your legs.” I could imagine how I must look to him in this position. Bent down with my legs apart and inching up on my toes which will open me up and present me to him in an obscene way. In a way, there could be nothing hidden from him. He could probably see the dampness between my pussy lips as I felt cool air brush my insides.