Lingerie Stories Novels & Stories

Anita was already lying under the thin sheets, wearing a tiny, satin tank top with thin spaghetti straps and dangerously short shorts that showed off almost all of her smooth, full thighs. My throat went bone dry, my blood rushing straight down into my pants. "I think I will just sleep on the carpet tonight," I said quickly, backing away toward her closet. "Stop being silly and get over here," Anita whined, reaching out, catching my wrist, and forcefully dragging me onto the soft mattress beside her. I lay flat on my back, keeping my hands glued straight to my sides. My cock was already throbbing violently against the waistband of my shorts, hardening more with every second.

He pinched my nipples through the thin, damp silk of my chemise, twisting them with a sadistic pressure that sent jolts of lightning straight to my crotch. “You’re nothing but a shared cumdump now, Gabriella,” Elden growled, his voice so deep I felt it in the floorboards beneath my knees. “Forget being a wife. You’re our toy. Say it. Tell us who you really belong to.” He reached over and shoved his thumb into my mouth alongside Brent’s cock, forcing me to suckle on him while his brother worked my throat.

His fingers slipped under the slit of my gown and teased my swollen clit while people laughed and chatted only a few feet away. Anyone could turn their head and see us. The thoughts should have horrified me, so why was I getting wetter? I buried my face in his chest, biting down on his jacket to stay quiet as the vibrations and his skilled fingers pushed me right to the edge. “Not yet,” he whispered and turned it off. He did it two more times; in a dimly lit hallway and once while we were dancing. Each time I got closer and wetter. My nipples were painfully hard against my dress and I was dripping down my thighs.

I rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles. “Look at you,” I taunted, voice husky. “Soaking wet because your cousin fucked your little brother. Does that turn you on, Lila? Knowing I rode Jeremy’s cock in your family basement?. I know you've done it with him before too” I guessed--She tries to deny it but her face betrays her "I know you... Lila" She whimpered and ground harder against my hand. “Shut up… fuck… keep talking.” I smiled wickedly and pushed two fingers deep inside her. “He was so eager. Came so fast the first time. Then I made him fuck my ass while I told him how much better it felt than anything his big sister could ever give him.”

I try to move away, but there’s nowhere to go. He squeezes, slow and deliberate, pushing my dress up inch by inch. His fingers stroke the inside of my thigh, teasing higher, and I nearly drop my fork. Dad starts telling a story about his college days and everyone’s attention shifts. Liam’s fingers slip under the hem of my dress, feather-light, brushing against the damp cotton of my panties. I bite my lip, staring hard at my plate. He finds the edge of my underwear, tugging it aside. My heart is in my throat.

@sexytems is online. The lingerie I’d chosen tonight was barely there,a delicate black lace bralette that framed my nipples like a teasing promise, the fabric so sheer it hid nothing and everything at once. My G-string disappeared between my ass cheeks, and the tall black socks hugged my thighs, ending just below the curve where my legs met my hips. The heels made my calves tight, my posture arched. I felt powerful. Filthy. Alive. “Hey, babies,” I purred, letting my voice drop into that low, honeyed tone my subscribers craved. My fingers trailed slowly down my stomach, nails grazing skin. “Missed you. Been thinking about all the dirty things I want to do for you tonight.”

Chapter 1: TEASING MY BEST FRIEND AND GETTING MY PUSSY DEVOURED IN THE DRESSING ROOM I sway my hips as I walk through the upscale lingerie boutique, the soft lighting making my skin glow. At nineteen, I’m fully aware of what I am: a filthy little exhibitionist slut who gets dripping wet the second she feels eyes on her body. The thrill of being watched, admired, wanted — it’s my addiction. Today, I dragged my best friend Sophie along for “lingerie shopping,” but we both know it’s really about me putting on a show.

The tone of Peri's voice made it clear what she was talking about. "Of course I miss 'it'. These men who've been around are nice enough, but I don't want to jump into bed with either one of them just to get my rocks off." Her comment caught Peri by surprise, and she hugged her mother as they shared a laugh. She squeezed her mother tight, and then stepped back, both of them looking down into the suitcase. "Okay," Peri said, reaching into the case and moving pieces of silky lingerie about. "There should be something in here that will do. We've always been about the same size, so that shouldn't be a problem."

It was a raw, wet mess of sex. Splosh. Slap. Splosh. "We are going to shift your womb as a team!" Leo shouted after he pulled his cock out of her mouth. The men began to change places. They moved like a dance. One man would pull out, and another would push in. Lily was never empty. She was constantly being filled by a new, massive cock. She felt the different shapes—the length of Kai, the width of Zane, the power of Jax. She felt her womb being pushed back and forth. She felt like her insides were being melted by the hot water and the hot men. The erotica was so loud. The sound of the bubbles and their heavy breathing filled the night.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.