Magic Bursting Beats Flare Pant Set Novels & Stories

A knock at the door attracted Rose’s and Emerson’s attention. A doctor with a nurse and a beautiful young girl, donned in a champagne-coloured pantsuit and tattoos all over her body, walked in. Rose’s eyebrows furrowed when she realised that the pants were made of leather. That was bizarre for her. Who wears leather pants of that colour?

My outfit, black blouse that hugged my chest accentuating my cleavage with a confident touch. A short, flouncy circle skirt, paired with thigh-high stockings and chunky platform boots that made me feel taller. The whole look was something I never thought I could pull off. It felt weird, new and youthful. And I was buzzing with excitement because I couldn’t wait to see his reaction. I doubted he’d even recognize me at first. I turned slightly, catching my reflection in the glass behind me, and smiled at the stranger staring back. Few minutes later,my phone vibrated again.

> It's now or never, she braced swinging around the pole, She spun, kicked, bent low — every move stoking their frenzy, and also good for her pedant to capture Antonio and his partners. The crowd below finally lost its rhythm —they began baying, their voices crashing like a storm. “Stripe. Take it off.” Breanna seized the lapels of her blazer and yanked them wide. Flash—glittering bra and panties blazed under the neon. Her stomach taut, curves flawless, thighs gleaming in fishnets. “Holy hell” Thunderous gasps tore through the line. “What the fu*k are they excited about?” Antonio grunted. His face straightened from what he was about to sign, visibly rattled.

Didn’t ask if he was ready. I walked straight through, kicked the door shut behind me, and locked it. My fingers went to the hem of my sweater. Pulled it over my head. Bra unhooked, fell to the floor. Skirt unzipped, slid down my thighs. No panties. Just skin. Bare. The fresh ink on my mound—*Unleashed*—was healed now, black lines sharp and permanent against the soft skin just above my slit. Looking at it made my pussy clench. Made me feel owned already.

Jason would be frothing in his mouth, having discovered the news. Things felt right again in the world. I felt good and I wanted to look good. I picked my black, tight-fit, low cut blouse. It was just low enough to display a beautiful silver neck piece that Thea had gotten for me. I looked at the pants in my wardrobe. I passed by each colour and design until I stopped at a white flower-patterned high-waisted pants with a flowy length. “Yeah. Those pants. They make your ass jiggle.” “Thea, that is not why I want to put them on.” I snapped at my phone. We had gotten in touch with each other a few days ago and things were almost the same with us. The distance was heart breaking.

I slowly removed my coat and immediately heard a gasp. The upper part of the dress was a black turtleneck with a diamond shaped cut out at the chest area. It had no sleeves and therefore left my shoulders and arms bare. The black began to blend in with the red as the dressed flared out into a floor length dressed or so Britney would lead others to believe. As I walked forward, my clothed legs moved forward through a nearly invisible slit at the front. The pants were red with a sole black strip going up the side of each leg. It was all paired off with silver stilettos that matched the silver flower ornaments on the black part of the dress.

I kick it away, into a pile with my discarded blouse. Miles looks over my body. My panties match my bra, light pink lace. The panties are a bit more see-through though, not leaving much to the imagination. As Miles stares at the apex of my thighs, the ocean in his eyes becomes a hurricane.

When I showed it to Blaze, he gave me the same reaction. I tried on a dark pink dress with lace up back straps. When I came out of the fitting room, Blaze looked thoughtful. “Tempting. But no,” he said and went back to reading the magazine again. The next dress I tried on was a bright yellow mini dress, with small sleeves, tight bodice and flared skirt that ended a couple of inches above my knees. It was cute, flirty, and comfortable. When I came out and stood in front of Blaze, he looked stunned for a couple of moments.

Traffic whizzed past as Blaze looked left, then right. Blaze shrugged. It didn’t matter where she went. She was just getting away from Fabien. She knew Paris well enough to know that she would find good shopping no matter which direction she headed. Within an hour she was bundled in a full-length black wool coat, a long, brightly striped scarf, and a stylish scarlet wool cap that covered her ears and reflected some color onto her pale face. She found jeans, a pair of low-heeled black ankle boots she could wear with pants or a skirt, underwear, and various other essentials.

Blaze said, and then he walked out the door. *** Yes, that bath was just what the doctor had ordered. I'm all relaxed and carefree. I blow-dried my hair, put some makeup on, and now I'm searching for something nice to wear. Blaze is spiffed out in lovely dark blue jeans, a long-sleeved dark blue button-down shirt, and his nice dress boots. So I knew that I needed to dress nice but warm if we went out somewhere after eating dinner. I chose to wear my matching black lace bra and panty set, and then I tugged on some thick black tights. I then put on a V-neck long-sleeved knee-length grey dress. Lastly, I put on the beautiful jewelry Blaze had gotten me for Christmas. Vega would pass out if she