Long Legs Opening Scene Novels & Stories

I uncross my legs and spread them slowly, my knees falling apart, revealing my pussy to the camera. I’m bare – shaved clean – and the camera captures everything. My lips are parted slightly from arousal, and the wetness is glistening in the lamplight. My clit is also swollen and very visible. "Jesus." His voice cracks. His hand strokes faster. “You’re soaking. Already. I can see it on the screen.” “Three weeks of this, Marcus. Three weeks of cumming alone and pretending it’s your hand.”

My gaze snaps down, transfixed, as he moves his hand lower and pulls down my shorts. My heart is hammering against my chest. It is almost deafening in my ears. I want his hand there. I ache for it. There is heat between my legs, throbbing and wet, and it is almost unbearable. My breasts feel heavy, swollen, and my nipples harden at the approval that ripples from him in waves. His jaw tightens. “I want you to lie down, and spread your legs for me.” A surge of heat floods me and makes it hard to think straight. My core throbs, aches.

Lena locked gazes with him through the reflection and slowly ran her fingers up her inner thigh. Marcus cleared his throat. “You alright back there, miss?” “Better than alright,” Lena purred. She hooked a finger under the edge of her panties and pulled them to the side, fully exposing her smooth, shaved pussy. It was already glistening with arousal. She spread her legs as wide as the backseat allowed, one foot planted firmly on the seat, the other on the floor, giving him an unobstructed view. Marcus’s grip tightened on the steering wheel. “Fuck…” he muttered under his breath.

The movie was starting. Must be Pay per view because the opening scene had the two characters making out like crazy as they piled through a hotel room door. Kissing and groaning, taking off their clothes. I shifted, and my hand landed on the outside of my leg, up against Molly's. I fought the reflex to move it when I got no response. In a few seconds, her hand was on her leg, touching mine. The action on-screen heated up—breasts and butts and moaning. Molly jumped up. Hopefully, not in a reaction to the erection I was fighting.

I opened my eyes and looked at him as he was looking at me with love. He got up from the bed and removed his boxer thus U instantly closed her eyes in shyness. After some time I felt something on my legs and I opened my eyes only to found him sliding down my last piece of clothe from my thighs . In no time it's on the floor with his clothes and I was lying naked in front of him. Is it going to happen in real?

Lenora, who witnessed this, immediately chuckled as she gently bent her neck back with both hands squeezing Gray's hair. Gray's forehead, starting to sweat slightly, touched Lenora's upper stomach as she bent down to open her pants. "Slowly, my dear!" "Uh… my pants!" grumbled Grey annoyed, and her fingers helped open it easily. "Uh... I can't stand it anymore!" Gray finished the last part of removing his pants by standing up from the bed. Grey unashamedly took off everything and was naked. He was ready to satisfy Lenora. "Get your condom first!" Lenora ordered Grey, who had just kicked his pants up. He straightened his head and nodded.

I slip off my shoes and begin sliding down my leggings. “Slower,” she orders and I do as I’m told, sliding my leggings off slower and stepping out of them. I pull my tank top off and shake my hair loose having switched it back to long a couple days ago. Valeria seems to enjoy playing with my hair more when it’s long. I unclasp my bra and slowly pull it off freeing my breasts and watch the way her tongue glides across her bottom lip. I slip off my panties and stand waiting for further instructions.

We walk. At the apartment, he opens the door and I drop my bag in the hall and he comes up behind me and slides my coat off my shoulders and puts his mouth on the back of my neck and I stop moving entirely. "Debrief," he says against my skin. "I thought we just did that." "That was the professional debrief," he says, hands sliding around to the front of my dress, finding the zip. "This is the other kind." The dress hits the floor in the hallway.

The slightest mistake would make this whole event a disaster. A form began to make its appearance on the mattress. The long legs stretched languidly from about the middle of it, almost reaching the end of the full sized mattress. The legs were crossed at the ankles. Richard continued the chant, knowing that it would bring the body to its full capacity, even as he felt his groin twitch with desire. The upper torso came into a clearer view. Pale skin showed around the body, including the very slim waist and strong thighs. Between the two, there wasn't a patch of hair that could have been discernable yet.

I yanked down my pants in one swift motion and whipped out my large member, pointing it straight at her. Maya said coyly, "Oh, Mr. Hill, you're so big!" I lifted her legs, placed them over my shoulders, and slowly moved toward her center. "What's so great about rods? Don't you want my thing to satisfy you instead?" Her face flushed bright red, and her legs began to tremble violently. "I want it! Mr. Hill, hurry up and help me relieve my itch!"